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3922. Chapter 3921 The blood vessels in my left hand are thinner

“…”

Tong Ran was slightly stunned. She was talking to Mo Nanjue?

Or, does it mean something else?

She pursed her lips and didn't speak for a moment. Qiao Qian hurriedly looked up when she saw this, "Miss Eve, don't get me wrong, I'm not going to do anything..."

Tong Ran pretended to be unaware of it, "Is he asking you to tell me this, or?"

"No, Mr. Jue is resting now. His injuries have not healed. You can't be too tired," Qiao Qian said with his eyes down. "I saw Mr. Jue treating you like that when he was breakfast. I think he was also very sad. He didn't sleep last night. I saw him standing on the balcony for a long time."

“…”

Tong Ran Pink's lips tightly pursed and did not answer. She didn't know the purpose of Qiao Qian's words to her.

There must be a reason for not getting closer for no reason, Tong Ran could not easily believe a stranger.

What's more, it was the woman Mu Bailiang gave to Mo Nanjue...

Tong Ran sat down and didn't move, and had no intention of talking to her. Seeing this, Qiao Qian stopped talking. She held the needle and said, "Please give me your left hand."

"Can you do right with your right hand? My left hand's blood vessels are thinner and difficult to puncture."

Tong Ran said as he stretched out his right hand. The moment Qiao Qian held her hand, Tong Ran suddenly grabbed her wrist and turned it hard!

"you……"

Qiao Qian was stunned and subconsciously wanted to fight back. Tong Ran stood up and pushed her towards the wall. Then he took the soft needle tube beside him, circled it a few times and strangled it around her neck, "Don't move!"

Tong Ran put her knees on her back, Qiao Qian turned her back to her, and raised her head slightly, "If you kill me, it will definitely cause doubt."

The soft needle in Tong Ran's hand tightened, and Qiao Qian held the hanging hand, "Are you going to pretend to be me and see Mr. Jue?"

"Which villa is he in?" Tong Ran turned around and pressed her against the wall, "Say!"

When Qiao Qian heard this, her hand was about to resist, and she let go of her face, "Building A12, East District of Manor, the third floor, the innermost room."

"I won't kill you, but you have to take care of your mouth. If you shouldn't say something, you just pretend not to know, otherwise it will be of no benefit to everyone."

Qiao Qian nodded, Tong Ran found the anesthetic from the drawer, and after injecting her, she helped her to the lounge inside.

Tong Ran quickly exchanged her clothes with herself, then pierced her bit by bit into the back of her hand and helped her lie on the side of the hospital bed.

Tong Ran tied her hair up in her hairstyle and tied it behind her head, put on a special protective cap and mask, and covered her bangs on her forehead, revealing only a pair of big eyes.

Suddenly, the door was knocked.

The servant who went to order the porridge to cook is back.

Tong Ran was shocked and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover Qiao Qian, then put her hair down to cover half of her side face.

It's not clear from the outside.

Qiao Qian is also very tall, the two are about the same height. Tong Ran changed into her shoes, and the servants probably wouldn't have observed so carefully.

She put on makeup in front of the mirror, opened the door and walked out.

The servant hurriedly came forward, "Gotegu, how are Miss Eve?"

"It's okay," Tong Ran tried to lower his voice, so that the voice would not be easily heard. She turned sideways and cleaned the table, "She is now doing some drip and she is going to bed. Don't go to disturb her. I'll watch here, you go and prepare these."

She said as she took the order and wrote a few nourishing soups. The servant took it and went to prepare it.

She must be relieved of Qiao Qian, not to mention that the manor is very cautious and the servants are not worried that Tong Ran can escape.
Chapter completed!
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