Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 186: Chapter 179: Zhan Qipei Tends to Qiao Jing’s Wounds
 

Although Qiao Jing was wearing loose casual clothes, getting them off was a hassle due to her injured right arm.

Moreover, she couldn’t just strip in front of a man, could she?

Just as Qiao Jing was feeling troubled, Zhan Qipei brought over a pair of scissors.

Knowing what the man was about to do, Qiao Jing voluntarily extended her right arm towards him.

Zhan Qipei, holding the scissors, cut through the fabric slowly and carefully.

As the material was gradually snipped away, the girl’s snow-white skin and the crimson blood appeared before Zhan Qipei’s eyes.

The man’s lips were tightly pursed as he carefully tended to Qiao Jing’s wound.

All the while, Qiao Jing kept her eyes on Zhan Qipei. Usually, she found him rather childish, always shamelessly flirting with her.

But at that moment, the man was utterly serious, treating the wound with the meticulousness of handling a national affair.

“It’s done,” Zhan Qipei said, looking up to meet Qiao Jing’s gaze.

It was so pure that it made one long to delve into it and appreciate the beauty within.

“Oh, thank you,” Qiao Jing said, withdrawing her hand and breaking Zhan Qipei’s train of thought.

“What happened to your hand? Who hurt you?” Zhan Qipei asked, his tone cold and edged with chill.

Qiao Jing hadn’t intended to tell Zhan Qipei the truth, she hadn’t even planned on telling him about the injury.

But now that he had discovered it, if he wanted to investigate, he would soon find out how she had been hurt.

So hiding it seemed pointless, and she informed him about the Qian Family.

“Was it Qian Haisheng who hurt you?” There was an endless killing intent in Zhan Qipei’s narrowed dark eyes.

“He’s already been arrested, there’s no need for you to do anything extra.”

“Okay, fine,” Zhan Qipei agreed verbally, but his mind was already devising a plan.

“Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—” The sound of a stomach rumbling broke the silence.

Qiao Jing’s gaze shifted to the man’s stomach.

“You haven’t eaten yet, I’ll go cook.”

No sooner had Qiao Jing finished speaking than another “gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—” of a hungry belly echoed.

This time it was not Zhan Qipei, but herself.

She had been so preoccupied with the affair of the Qian Family that she’d forgotten to eat.

“I’ll go cook.” Before Qiao Jing could stand up, she was stopped by the man’s large hand pressing on her shoulder.

“I’ll do it.”

Seeing Qiao Jing injured, how could Zhan Qipei bear to let her cook? If he really let Qiao Jing cook, he would be utterly unqualified as a husband.

“You cook?” Qiao Jing eyed Zhan Qipei skeptically.

She had tasted the noodles made by Zhan Qipei. Without any exaggeration, the first time she cooked at the age of four was a hundred times tastier than his.

At the very least, it was swallowable.

“Never mind, I’ll do it.”

Zhan Qipei detected the implied meaning in her words.

“Trust me this time, I specifically learned from my mom, and it’s edible.”

Since Zhan Qipei had put it that way, Qiao Jing felt it was hard to refuse.

Soon after, two steaming bowls of noodles were placed on the table.

Zhan Qipei laid chopsticks in front of Qiao Jing, his eyes concealing a trace of hope.

“Hmm, sure,” Qiao Jing hesitated for half a second before picking up her chopsticks and lifting the noodles, her pupils slightly brightened.

At the bottom of Zhan Qipei’s heart, there was a “thump,” whether this reaction indicated the dish was delicious or not?

Although he had previously received personal coaching from his mother and had her approval, he still couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous at the moment.

Honestly, before meeting Qiao Jing, the word “nervous” had never been in Zhan Qipei’s dictionary.

Now, anything involving Qiao Jing always easily stirred his emotions.

“How is it?” Zhan Qipei couldn’t help but ask.

Qiao Jing looked up at Zhan Qipei’s expectant eyes, smiled, and nodded, “It’s quite tasty.”

For Zhan Qipei, those four words felt like enormous praise.

His thin lips curved, spreading wider and wider, brightening his entire demeanor instantly.

Such a man caused Qiao Jing’s heart to flutter slightly, and she found herself unintentionally staring at him a bit longer.

“Zhan Qipei.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m finding, more and more, that we’re quite suited to be friends.”

Zhan Qipei watched Qiao Jing with a bittersweet smile, “Does that mean our friendship has taken another step closer?”

Qiao Jing could tell what Zhan Qipei implied by his next words—closer to a marital relationship.

Though she understood, Qiao Jing had no intention of following up on his words.

She continued eating her noodles.

The next day, the entire Imperial Capital was thoroughly shocked.

The Qian Family was also considered one of the premier families in the Imperial Capital, and overnight, the capture of Qian Haisheng and his son shook everyone. To everyone’s surprise, the recent child abduction case that stirred widespread panic had been orchestrated by them.

It was shocking enough, but to discover they had also intended to take Professor Qiao hostage and had injured him was more disturbing.

Professor Qiao was the most renowned agricultural scholar in the country, celebrated locally and internationally, truly a pride of the Imperial people!

The audacity of Qian Haisheng to harm Professor Qiao was an enormous crime.

As shocking to the people of the Imperial Capital was the Zhan Family’s move. With lightning speed and ruthlessness, they had acquired all the properties under the Qian Family’s name in the shortest time.

The Xu Family was involved as well; both families collaborated to thoroughly destroy the Qian Family’s base in the Imperial Capital.

“Thump thump thump—” Zhan Nanqing hurried down from upstairs, her entire demeanor one of utmost urgency.

“Nanqing, you came out just in time, I have something to ask you,” Su Manhan called out to Zhan Nanqing.

Zhan Nanqing was changing one shoe, her brows furrowed.

“How is Professor Qiao now? Is his injury severe?”

Hearing Su Manhan’s question, Zhan Nanqing indicated that she wanted to know as well. That’s why she was rushing downstairs so quickly, getting ready to go to Nantai Apartment to see for herself.

She had inquired over the phone just before, but it was her brother who answered, saying that Qiao Jing was still sleeping and not to disturb her.

Though she felt it wasn’t quite appropriate to go now, her mind was restless; she couldn’t be at ease without seeing for herself.

“I’ll go and see.”

“Right, hurry and see what’s going on. This Qian Family really courting death, taking Professor Qiao as a hostage, isn’t that declaring war against the entire empire? Utterly despicable!” Su Manhan said through clenched teeth, fuming.

Zhan Nanqing opened her mouth, watching Su Manhan’s expression change in a very odd, subtle way.

“What are you standing around for? Hurry and go see! Wait, I’ll come with you,” after saying this, Su Manhan grabbed her purse and walked towards Zhan Nanqing.

Zhan Nanqing widened her eyes at Su Manhan, “You’re coming with me? What are you coming for? I’m not going to the institute—cough! You can’t enter the institute anyway.”

“I know outsiders aren’t allowed in Professor Qiao’s Research Institute, I’ll just drop you off, I’ll wait outside for your news,”