Chapter 1386 - 1383: If Qiao Muyun Strikes Again

Chapter 1386: Chapter 1383: If Qiao Muyun Strikes Again

Can’t be provoked! After exchanging glances, everyone backed off.

...

Qiao Junlie didn’t turn around or look at him, standing by Qiao Muyun’s side. Motionless. It was certain at this point that if Qiao Muyun attacked again, he wouldn’t retaliate.

The two remained silent. The air was as still as death. After a long while, one of them broke the silence.

"Don’t think that because of this, I can spare you." Qiao Muyun said harshly. There was no emotion in his words.

Qiao Junlie listened, expressionless, not speaking, after a while.

"Except for Ruoxi, except for Zi Ruoxi, I won’t beg for anyone’s forgiveness, no one deserves that from me—" Qiao Junlie coldly retorted. Though his face was bruised and swollen, his eyes had lost their earlier sadness, replaced by a cold, icy chill. That inherent pride returned to him.

Qiao Muyun’s emerald eyes flickered slightly, scorned at him, and found himself speechless for a moment, somewhat startled. Why, at this moment, is this person still so stubbornly obstinate! Without any hint of repentance! What is his heart made of! Are they truly born of the same father? Are they really blood brothers?! Why is the difference so vast?!

Qiao Junlie fearlessly met his gaze. Though he had been taking hits without frowning, Qiao Junlie at this moment unconsciously furrowed his brow.

"Her wounds... her pain will not be in vain... her blood will not be shed for nothing..." Qiao Junlie spoke every word with immense clarity, pausing, his eyes gleaming brightly, reflecting Qiao Muyun’s image, each word was resilient and unyielding, "I will find out who did this, I will make her pay with her life—"

Qiao Muyun looked at Qiao Junlie, coldly saying nothing more, what more could be said, every word seemed so powerless, what could be salvaged, thinking of Zi Ruoxi’s face destroyed like that, his heart went crazy...

He sat alone on a cold plastic chair, eyes red with torment, head lowered, burying his head deeply in his hands and knees, no longer letting anyone see his sorrow, his loss of control...

On the other side.

"Qiao Junlie!" Zhou Yanhong softly called his name with heartache, seeing his handsome face beaten black and blue by Qiao Muyun, even his lip was split. Her heart tightened, as she reached to support his elbow, only for Qiao Junlie to shrug her off.

Qiao Junlie said nothing, his face somber, though not like Qiao Muyun, but from the moment that call was received, the moment that thunder struck, the bad news had already crushed him to near collapse, his heart already numb from stabbing pain...

At this moment, he didn’t want to deal with anyone, nor did he want to speak. Leaning against a corner of the wall, arms crossed, as if in thought, or as if standing in self-punishment. Expressionless.

Zhou Yanhong saw this and felt the pain in her heart. Though she still didn’t know what had happened, she had already guessed something. The person Qiao Muyun mentioned who looked seventy to eighty percent like Zi Ruoxi, isn’t it Han Feifei?

Did Han Feifei do something? What exactly did she do to harm Zi Ruoxi? And to cause these two men to lose control like this... even turning brothers against each other!

From Qiao Junlie’s expression, it was clear he’d already known, and surely Qiao Muyun was the one who told him. No wonder he rushed over so frantically.

Qiao Muyun must have brought Zi Ruoxi over, then... Qiao Muyun was at the scene of the accident, what exactly did he know, what role did he play?

Zhou Yanhong wanted to ask, but she didn’t dare to be so direct, fearing it would again touch the nerves of these two men. They were too sensitive now. In Cundu Gully, she thought it best to remain calm and silent.

...

No one knew how long had passed, finally the light of the emergency room went out. Only knowing that in three meals, the two men did not swallow a single grain of rice, good for more than ten hours. At the first moment the doctor came out, both men rushed forward at the same time...

"After rescue efforts, her life is no longer in danger, but most of her face has been burned by concentrated sulfuric acid, over 60% of the wound area, with some acid affecting the respiratory tract, temporarily making speech difficult, but we’ve already done dilution treatment, verbal ability should not be affected." A doctor of Chinese descent explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the three beside him were unimaginable.

"Ah!" Zhou Yanhong even let out a cry of horror. Disfigurement!? Oh my God, how could this happen, did... did... Han Feifei actually do such a thing? It’s too terrifying, too terrifying! Initially, telling Han Feifei those things was just to use this woman to wake Zi Ruoxi up, to make her leave Qiao Junlie voluntarily, absolutely never intended for revenge, and certainly not for her to end up like this... But why did it turn out so serious, this... completely beyond expectations...completely beyond expectations...

But, despite her look of astonishment and sadness, it did not arouse others’ suspiciousness. Her reaction only deepened the heartbreak of the other two.

"What do you mean ’only’, what do you mean ’unaffected’?" Qiao Junlie roared. His handsome brows furrowed. Then slowly, his tone turned coldly stern, "I want her to be exactly the same as before. Exactly the same, do you understand?"

The doctor was briefly frightened by his attitude. Qiao Junlie’s expression was terrifying. But generally, family members of patients were like this, they could understand.

"For such severe disfigurement, even with plastic surgery, it’s difficult to restore to the original condition." The doctor still said devotedly. "However, to do reconstructive surgery, it would take a few months, only after her facial scars settle can the expansion be done."

"What? Difficult to restore? What do you mean? Hmm?" Qiao Junlie angrily bellowed, losing control gripping the doctor’s collar in rage, "Aren’t you here to save lives, is saving a person that hard, what kind of doctors are you?" Then absentmindedly roared, "How much do you want, name the price, I’m very wealthy, I can afford it, I can give it all to you, I just want her recovered, just want Ruoxi exactly the same... Answer me, why won’t you speak, answer me—"

The doctor was too terrified by this man’s response to speak, feeling any explanation would be futile. Qiao Muyun immediately grabbed Qiao Junlie’s arm, he used too much force, almost hurting the doctor. From behind, Qiao Muyun forcefully restrained Qiao Junlie’s arms, allowing the doctor to escape.

"Qiao Junlie, don’t be like this, can you!" Qiao Muyun admonished, his icy green eyes cold, then sarcastically, "You got money right, just because you’re too rich, that’s why those women are jealous, driven to madness!