Chapter 171: Whose Prank Is This? Or Someone Else's Ulterior Motive?

Ji Nuan took the express and turned around and entered the elevator.

Just after returning to the office, Feng Ling glanced at the box in her hand: "What is it?"

"I just received the courier, I don't know what's in it." Ji Nuan said as he was about to walk in.

Feng Ling's face turned serious, and he immediately became wary. He suddenly turned around and walked into the office with her, and said as he walked, "I'll open it for you, you should stand farther away."

Ji Nuan paused, and just wanted to say that it's okay, it's just a courier.

But seeing that Feng Ling was already holding the box and went to the desk neatly and quickly, knowing how conscientious and cautious Feng Ling was, she smiled and said jokingly: "Okay, then you can take it apart, be careful. No, not really a bomb or something."

While speaking, Feng Ling had already opened the waterproof bag outside the box, opened the box again, lowered his eyes to see what was inside, then paused, then looked back at Ji Nuan.

"What is it?" Ji Nuan walked over and looked down to see a small doll in the box. The doll was wearing a white wedding dress, very beautiful and cute.

"Hey? How could it be a doll? Who would send me this kind of thing?...Hiss!"

Ji Nuan stretched out her hand to pick up the doll directly, but as soon as her hand touched the doll, a severe tingling pain spread from the palm of her hand. She let out a very low pain, and the blood was already dripping down her palm and fingers. to the doll's wedding dress.

"Be careful!" Feng Ling quickly pulled Ji Nuan's hand away and kicked the express box to the ground.

Ji Nuan blinked and looked at the doll that was broken in an instant on the ground in shock, ignoring the pain in her palm, just staring at the doll that seemed to be simply put together when it was in a box, but when it was put in, it was simply put together. The doll that has been dismembered, and the blades all over the floor that fall out...

The wedding dress on the doll was dyed red by Ji Nuan's blood, the disassembled head and limbs, and the blood-stained wedding dress looked shocking!

"Are you alright?" Feng Ling looked coldly at the doll on the ground that had turned from cute to terrifying, and immediately grabbed Ji Nuan's hand and saw that her fingers and palms were scratched by blades to varying degrees.

"It's okay." Ji Nuan shook his head, the pain in his palm was not too serious, but the blade cut a little deeper and the blood flowed a little more.

She turned to look at the doll on the ground again, her brows moved slightly, and she fell into deep thought.

Whose prank is this? Or someone else's ulterior motive?

Feng Ling took Ji Nuan and took a step back, lest there were other problems with the doll. After making sure Ji Nuan was standing at a relatively safe distance, he walked over, leaned down, and untied the blood-stained wedding dress on the doll's body. , Only then did I see the blades inserted on the doll's body. There were also many blades hidden in the skirt of the wedding dress. They were very small and very sharp.

Ji Nuan stared at the blades, and then looked at his hand thoughtfully.

After Feng Ling checked, he got up and said, "The cuts on your hand are deep, so go to the hospital first to stop the bleeding and bandage."

Ji Nuan nodded, then turned to look at the express box, Feng Ling ripped off the express slip as if she understood her very well.

The two walked out of the office, and Xiao Ba happened to pass by. When he saw Ji Nuan's hand, he called out: "My mother, what happened to your hand, Boss Nuan! So much blood?"

Ji Nuan motioned Feng Ling to hand over the courier slip to Xiaoba: "Go to this courier company to check and ask them to find out where the courier was sent from. If they don't check, they can directly call the report and complain."

Xiao Ba took it in a bit stunned, and nodded again: "Okay, but Nuan Boss, your hand..."

"It's alright, there's a little blood, don't make a noise." Ji Nuan didn't say much, and walked out.

"Go to Dr. Qin's hospital, not far from here." Feng Ling said as he pushed open the door in front.

Ji Nuan was still thinking about why the doll was wearing a wedding dress, and didn't say much.

When getting into the car, Ji Nuan saw Feng Ling's serious expression, thought about it, and said, "I blame myself for being careless, and these are all skin injuries,

You don't tell the depth of field, lest he worry. "

Feng Ling was about to drive and turned to look at her: "It was my negligence. I shouldn't have opened the box and saw that it was a doll, and I should have neglected precautions. Mr. Mo will know about this kind of thing sooner or later, and he can't hide it."

"Go to the hospital first, and wait until Xiaoba finds out the results." Ji Nuan looked down at her hand.

Feng Ling didn't say a word, and turned to drive.

...

Hospital.

While helping Ji Nuan's palm with medicine, Qin Siting sneered: "Do you really think of me as an omnipotent doctor? I am an internal medicine department, and if you have an injury, you have to come to me to deal with it. Be good in the studio. How did you get your hands like this, and how did you get hurt?"

Feng Ling stood beside Ji Nuan and didn't speak. Ji Nuan finally got some peace of mind when he came in and saw Qin Siting just now, and paid special attention to his expression for a while.

It was still the same smiling fox, as if nothing that had happened in the Amethyst City Clubhouse had happened before.

"Oh, take it easy!" Ji Nuan's hand felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly whispered: "Are you going to press the alcohol cotton directly into my wound? Don't you see that the two holes in my palm are deep? Just take it easy..."

Qin Siting scoffed, "Hold it."

Ji Nuan: "..."

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Feng Ling. She said just now that she would go directly to the trauma doctor to help her disinfect and bandage. Feng Ling insisted on bringing her to Dr. Qin, as if no one but Dr. Qin could rely on her. Spectrum like.

"You don't need to look at Feng Ling. She was seriously injured when she was on a mission in the United States. She almost lost her life. I brought her back from the gate of hell. She is very sensible. In this world, I am afraid that other than me, other people are in her eyes. I can't even call the word doctor." Qin Siting said lukewarmly, then wiped Ji Nuan's fingers with alcohol cotton pads, and when Ji Nuan clenched his teeth again, he asked coldly: "Does it hurt so much?"

"I didn't feel much pain when my hand was injured. Don't put salt in your alcohol, it hurts me to death..." Ji Nuan said as he retracted his hand: "Is it alright? It's almost done, use No bandages."

"The heart of the hand is more seriously injured, and it must be covered with gauze. It's fine on the fingers. Just disinfect and apply some medicine." Qin Siting said in a light voice, "Be careful not to touch the water these days to avoid infection."

Ji Nuan nodded.

Qin Siting put the other medical alcohol cotton pads on the shelf aside, and then turned to look at her: "Have you told your man that your hand hurt like this?"

"I'll go back and talk to him tonight."

"Alright." After Qin Siting finished speaking, he turned around and clicked twice on the computer, then looked at Feng Ling again: "I prescribed her medicine, you go to the pharmacy area on the third floor of the hospital to help her get the medicine back, every day Apply to the wound morning and night."