Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (58)

Zhang Jingchen, who was beside Su Qiao, wore a look of disdain. "Didn't I tell you not to shout?"

Zhang Ruohan looked terrified, but he didn't dare open his mouth again.

When he saw the wound on his leg, which had been steadily bleeding, slowly stop, he was dumbfounded.

Butler Lu and the entire row of black-clad men behind him were equally dumbfounded.

"What is this?" Zhang Jingchen stared at the needles with great curiosity.

Su Qiao stood up and clapped her hands. "This is Golden Needle Hemostasis. It works on the same principle as Acupoint Tapping to stop bleeding."

After a pause, knowing that he liked fighting, Su Qiao continued, "I'll teach you when I have time. For now, take him to the hospital."

Zhang Jingchen raised his head and cast a cold glance at Butler Lu. "What are you waiting for?"

Butler Lu came to his senses and hurriedly called for people. "Oh, yes, yes. Someone, hurry and take the Second Young Master to the hospital."

"Be careful not to remove the needles. Take them out once he reaches the operating table." Su Qiao gave him a reminder.

"Yes."

Butler Lu bowed respectfully, then sternly ordered his men, "Did you hear the Second Young Mistress's instructions?"

"Yes." The black-clad men answered in unison.

As it turned out...

The moment they finished speaking, Zhang Jingchen swept his bloodthirsty gaze across them. "Shut up!"

"From now on, Zhang Manor has no Second Young Mistress. There is only a First Young Mistress."

"Yes." Butler Lu suddenly understood and hurriedly acknowledged the order.

Although the men below were utterly confused, that did not stop them from following orders.

With a dazed expression on his face, Zhang Ruohan was carried into the car. At that moment, Lin Qiuchi, who had been hiding behind