Alpha's Unexpected Heir

Chapter 827: Chapter 815: Qiao Jing's Other Identity Exposed Zhan Yao hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go with the flow, taking this opportunity to reveal another identity of Qiao Jing.

He looked at Su Manhan and said, "Actually, there's something else you don't know. Qiao Jing... she's not just Professor Qiao, she's also the renowned Divine Doctor Jing!" "What?!" Su Manhan had not yet recovered from the previous shock and was stunned by Zhan Yao's words.

She was flabbergasted, somewhat dumbfounded as she repeated what Zhan Yao had said, "Qiao Jing is not just Professor Qiao, she's also Divine Doctor Jing..." Oh my god! Her daughter-in-law turned out to be such an incredible person! She used to think Qiao Jing wasn't good enough for her son, but it turns out she was blind to the treasure in plain sight! Although the Zhan Family is wealthy and powerful, and her son is talented and promising, honestly speaking, it's her son who might be a bit unworthy of Qiao Jing...

"Alright, that's enough, I need to quickly notify others, so more people can join the search for Sister Jing!" After saying this, Xu Moqian hurriedly turned and left.

"Let's go look too." Zhan Yao said as he pulled the still-dazed Su Manhan along, quickly moving through the crowd to join the search for Qiao Jing.

As everyone was anxiously searching, Qiao Jing, hiding alone in the supply room, was in worsening condition. She knew that waiting blindly like this was not a solution. What if no one ever found her? Clinging to her remaining consciousness, Qiao Jing struggled, trying to get up from the floor.

However, the drug in her system had completely taken effect, and at this moment, she couldn't even lift her hand, let alone stand up.

In this powerless state, Qiao Jing suddenly felt like laughing.

She really hadn't expected that even she would have a twhen she was so helpless, and it was all due to the schof two fools! Though she felt like laughing inside, Qiao Jing couldn't actually laugh.

She could feel her consciousness starting to fade, which inevitably made her a bit anxious.

At this moment, Qiao Jing vaguely heard footsteps gradually approaching outside.

Her heart leaped with joy, instinctively thinking it was Zhan Qipei who had cfor her.

But this joy lasted less than a few seconds because Qiao Jing suddenly thought, what if it wasn't Zhan Qipei, but Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei? In her current condition, not to mention two people, she wouldn't even be able to contend with one...

With this thought, Qiao Jing beceven more anxious and her consciousness grew increasingly blurry. She bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to stay alert and keep her eyes on the door.

The next second, the door was pushed open.

It wasn't Zhan Qipei, nor Zhan Nan or Zhan Bei, but the unexpected-Wu Xirui.

As Wu Xirui approached step by step, Qiao Jing's vision gradually becunclear, the shadows before her becoming more distinct.

"Wh, why... is, is it you..." Qiao Jing's words were disjointed, and before she could finish, her vision went black, she collapsed softly to the ground, and lost consciousness.

Wu Xirui stepped up to her, bent down, picked her up horizontally, and briskly turned and left.

Uncertain how much thad passed, Qiao Jing gradually awoke from her coma.

When she opened her eyes, her vision was still somewhat blurry, but she could feel that she was now lying on a bed.

She glanced slightly and found that there was a needle in her right hand's back, indicating she was receiving an IV.

In her hazy state, Qiao Jing heard the sound of a door opening, followed by the steady footfalls of someone approaching.

With seffort, she turned her head slightly, and through her limited view, she saw a pair of long legs in black dress pants striding towards her.

Instinctively, Qiao Jing spoke out, "Zhan Qipei, is that you?" As soon as the words left her mouth, a familiar male voice suddenly sounded.

"What? Even in your dreams, you're thinking about him?" Though the voice was familiar, Qiao Jing could instantly tell it wasn't Zhan Qipei.

Her mind suddenly cleared a little, and she finally got a clear look at the person who had come.

Simultaneously, she remembered that it was Wu Xirui who had carried her out of the supply room. Watching Wu Xirui sit by the bedside, Qiao Jing slightly opened her lips and said in a faint tone, "You saved me." Wu Xirui didn't respond, just kept staring at her, tacitly acknowledging it.

Qiao Jing closed her eyes for a moment and assessed her body's condition, finding that the infusion had alleviated the drugs causing muscle paralysis and clouded consciousness, but another component hadn't faded.

The sense of warmth was merely temporarily suppressed, ready to flare up at any moment.

Realizing this, Qiao Jing inevitably furrowed her brows and raised her left hand to feel her face, finding it, indeed, burning.

Without a mirror, she could easily imagine how red her face must be now.

Seeing Qiao Jing's actions and her slightly furrowed brows, Wu Xirui didn't need to ask to know what she was thinking.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke leisurely, "The doctor said that the drug in your system is very special, and medication alone can't fully suppress it. The best way is to release it somewhat." What "release it somewhat" meant went without saying.

Qiao Jing pressed her lips together, silent for a moment.

Then she turned her eyes to Wu Xirui, her tone flat and even, "Please getssilver needles, like those used in acupuncture." She wanted to try and see if she could neutralize the drug herself.

When Qiao Jing said this, Wu Xirui naturally guessed what she intended to do.

His eyes lingered on Qiao Jing's bright red face, and he slowly said, "You're already like this, why force yourself? Seeing you suffer, my heart aches too. How about I make a little sacrifice?" Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing immediately shot him a cold glare, her expression turning icy.

Wu Xirui's expression momentarily froze, but he quickly returned to normal, adopting his usualplayful tone, "After "After all, I saved you. There's T no need to be so hostile to me, right? Besides, I'm just giving you a suggestion..." "Givethe silver needles." Qiao Jing didn't want to hear Wu Xirui's excuses any longer and interrupted him, repeating her earlier request.

Seeing her expressionless and her tone cold, Wu Xirui knew she was genuinely angry, so he said, "Alright, alright, I'll go get them for you." With that said, under Qiao Jing's obviously urging gaze, Wu Xirui got up and left the room.

At this time, the IV drip was just about empty. Qiao Jing laboriously lifted her hand, removed the needle from the back of her hand, and slowly sat up in bed.

A moment later, Wu Xirui returned with the silver needles.

He sat back down by the bed, placing the silver needles beside Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing felt that, after the IV had finished, without medication continuing to enter her body, the effects she had barely suppressed started acting up again.

The sense of warmth spread to every part of her body, relentlessly tormenting her.