1420 Save Her Life

Song Shijing immediately called the bodyguards outside to stop the car and ran toward Qiao Xi.

As people would subconsciously support themselves with their hands when they fell, Qiao Xi's palm was grazed by the ground, and her arm was slightly dislocated. She gritted her teeth in pain and pressed the joint of her arm with her other hand, instantly fixing her dislocated arm.

She groaned. It was so painful that sweat broke out on her forehead. Fortunately, the pain was only momentary and she soon could not feel it anymore.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from above. You can fix your arm yourself. Miss Qiao, you're really different.

Black mask, long and narrow light brown eyes, and pursed thin lips

Twilight? A trace of doubt flashed past her eyes.

The man's expensive suit was stained with dust. His wrist was cut, and blood was dripping down. However, he did not care about it as if his hand was not injured. He asked casually, Who did you offend, Miss Qiao? They actually hired an assassin to kill you.

Qiao Xi looked at the traces left behind by the tires with a gloomy gaze. Heh, I really want to know too!

Song Shijing's heart jumped. He almost suffocated when he saw what had just happened. Fortunately, the president appeared in time to protect Young Madam. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Song Shijing, Qiao Xi called out his name. Catch that driver and call the police in half an hour.

Yes, Young Madam, Song Shijing replied respectfully.

Qiao Xi turned to look at the masked man and said softly, Mr. Twilight, you got injured because you saved me. I'll be responsible for the medical fees.

Alright. Twilight did not refuse and smiled at her.

Song Shijing brought the first aid kit over immediately and glanced at Twilight subconsciously. Then, he said distantly, Sir, your wound is bleeding. Do you need to get it bandaged?

Twilight ignored him and smiled as he looked at Qiao Xi. Since I was injured because of you, why don't you help me bandage it?

Qiao Xi lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. After all, Twilight got injured in order to save her. It was reasonable for her to help bandage his wound. Moreover, she had learned medicine from her grandfather for so many years and could be considered half a doctor. She nodded and said, The ground is too dirty, and there are many germs. I need to help you clean your wound first. It might hurt a little.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Xi helped him treat his wound, then pulled out a bandage and wrapped it up.

Twilight had protected her in her arms the moment she landed, so her wound was not serious. It was just a light graze, but she specially wrapped it in bandages a few more times. She looked like she was seriously injured.

Twilight looked at her with interest. Miss Qiao, you don't have to bandage your wound to this extent.

Qiao Xi smiled meaningfully. Since someone wants me to be injured, I can't disappoint them!

Twilight looked at the time. You're late.

With you around, I believe you can explain it to me. After all, I'm late because I was bandaging your wound. It's reasonable. Moreover, you have such a high status in the cultural relic restoration world. No one will suspect anything you say.

Twilight's long eyes were filled with amusement. Miss Qiao, you're so smart. You came up with an excuse so quickly. I like dealing with smart people like you.

Someone wants to harm me and doesn't want me to appear at the competition venue. I can't just do nothing! Although I look weak, I'm not a pushover.

Twilight stared at her with a burning gaze and smiled. I'm looking forward to your next performance, Miss Qiao.

Then I'll have to trouble you to help me, Mr. Twilight, Qiao Xi replied with a smile.

She had said so much to Twilight because she wanted to take the opportunity to test if Twilight was Gu Zheng. However, time was tight, so she had to make He Wenxian pay the price!

At this moment, it was already half past ten. The venue was slightly noisy. After all, half an hour had passed since the competition, yet Qiao Xi had yet to appear.

The well-educated scholars and experts were already impatient, but the reporters were extremely excited. They hurriedly raised their microphones in front of He Wenxian.

Miss He, do you think Miss Qiao will appear?

He Wenxian shook her head. I don't know either, but since Xi Xi has agreed, I believe she'll come.