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Young Master's Honey Trap

Young Master's Honey Trap


"Third Childe Bai, don't forget that we're just pretending to be married!" Qiao Huai'en grabbed one of the restless hands and gnashed his teeth. Bai Jihan gave a wicked smile and blocked her lips. "You reminded me that you want to sleep after marriage. It's perfectly justifiable!" She was the unfavored daughter of the Qiao family in the capital. She was cold, confident, and cold and real. She thought that there was only one more piece of paper in the overnight wedding, but who knew she had provoked an uncompromising "wolf"! He was the chief of the Money Department of Cosajo International, and two mysterious young masters of both black and white. He was proud and arrogant, and had a deep mysophobia for women. However, he only doted on her, and he doted on her without limit. One of the cute treasures said, "Qiao, I must love you more than Bai Jihan. You must love me more..."
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  It was a hot summer day, and the sun was blazing like fire.

  At noon, in the emergency lounge of the Second People's Hospital in City S.

  After Qiao Huai'en had a casual meal in the hospital canteen, he just sat down and closed his eyes for a rest, but his cell phone suddenly rang.

  The moment she picked up the phone and saw the caller ID, she frowned. After hesitating for a moment, she still clicked the answer button.

  She put the phone close to her ear but didn't say anything. It seemed that there was no movement on the other side of the phone.

  After standing in such a stalemate for about ten seconds, Joe moved his lips and finally said coldly, "What do you want from me?"

  Not knowing what she said on the other end of the phone, her face became a little pale, and her tone became even colder. "I know, I will go tomorrow." After that, she quickly hung up the phone.

  The phone call ended in a few words. The whole call lasted less than 30 seconds, including a dozen seconds of silence.

  The hand that held the phone tightly in his arms trembled slightly. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted and she didn't know where to look.

  It was not difficult to see that she was still nervous.

  "Rat-a-tat!" Suddenly, there were two light knocks on the door.

  Joe came to his senses and put his phone on the table. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he calmed down and said in a cold voice, "Come in."

  The door handle gently turned, and the assistant, Xiao Ling, ran in breathlessly.

  "What's the matter?" Qiao Yi'en raised his head and looked at her. Seeing her blushing face, he couldn't help frowning and said in a cold voice, "Ling, as an assistant doctor, haven't you learned how to control your emotions?"

  Zuo Xiaoling lowered her head with a guilty conscience, but she was not angry with her cold tone.

  After all, everyone in the department knew that although Dr. Qiao was as beautiful as a fairy, he was very arrogant and cold. No matter who he was, he was always indifferent and distant.

  But after following her for a long time, she gradually understood that she was cold from the outside but warm from the inside.

  "Did something happen in the emergency room?" Qiao Huaien looked up and saw that she was in a daze, so he asked.

  After Zuo icling reacted, she ran two steps forward and said eagerly, "Dr. Qiao, there's a patient in the emergency room. The situation is a little tricky. However, Dr. Tong, who was on duty, had a bad stomach today. Why didn't he go to the toilet again..."

  This was not the first time he had seen such a situation. Qiao De'en ignored her following words, quickly put on the white divinatory and hurried to the door.

  Zuo Xiao Ling quickly caught up with her and briefly told her the patient's situation while walking.

  When Qiao Huai'en entered the emergency room, he saw two men wearing sunglasses standing at the door. They were dressed in black suits, emitting a strong chill from inside and outside, giving people the impression that they were gangsters. It was estimated that they were bodyguards hired by rich people.

  Qiao avail frowned and said coldly, "Please don't stand at the door of the emergency room to stop people." He didn't mean to show how pure she was and not afraid of power, but just said it because she was not used to it. That was all.

  The two men looked at each other, and then looked straight ahead. They had no intention of paying attention to Qiao Huai'en, the little doctor.

  At this time, a weak child's voice came out of the emergency ward. "A'uo, A Yi, listen to Dr. Qiao and stand aside. Don't stand here and interfere with us."

  Her voice was soft and soft. She was sure that the people inside were definitely not more than five years old, but there was an undeniable strong momentum in her words, which was irresistible.

  A'uo and A Yi said respectfully, "Yes." They looked inside nervously and then left the door of the emergency room.

  Joanna was stunned. Although they were only bodyguards hired by rich families, it was not difficult to see their respect and concern for the children inside. They were not as stiff and cold as ordinary bodyguards.

  To receive sincere respect from two grown-up men, this little boy was not simple.

  Joe shook his head gently. It had nothing to do with her. She was just a temporary attending physician. He walked in and introduced himself as usual. "I'm your attending physician, Joe..."

  "Qiao Zu'en, Doctor Qiao." The soft child's voice interrupted Qiao'en's self-introduction.

  Qiao Huai'en looked up at the eyes of the little man on the bed and was a little surprised.

  "I just heard from Zuo Xiaoling's assistant doctor that your surname is Joe. When you stood in front of me, you saw the name on your chest badge."

  Her voice was neither too fast nor too slow. It was soft and sweet. In a few words, it explained the details that an adult would not notice.

  This child not only had a good memory, but also had good observation, analysis, and sensitivity. Ordinary adults could not compare with him, not to mention a child at the same age. There was no comparison at all.

  Qiao Huai'en picked up the medical record in his hand and looked at the little guy on the bed. He was really only five years old.

  His face was too pale, and there was no blood on his lips. His nostrils were covered with white gauze, showing signs of blood spreading out.

  There was a wound on his forehead. Although it had been bandaged, there was still blood dripping. He looked very weak, but his eyes were black and bright, sparkling.

  Although he was injured on his face, it was not difficult to see that he was very handsome.

  Combined with the medical records, it was possible that he was suffering from blood diseases. The specific results would depend on the test results.