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Chapter 1031 - 1031 1031 Do I Really Have to Thank Lu

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1031: Do I Really Have to Thank Lu Lingche This Time? Chapter 1031: Chapter 1031: Do I Really Have to Thank Lu Lingche This Time? As soon as she spoke, Qiao Yin realized her voice was so hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable.

Lu Lingche let out a soft chuckle, placed her back on the bed, and then poured her a glass of water.

Qiao Yin sat up, took the water, and drank it down in one gulp before her throat felt a little better.

After taking the empty glass, Lu Lingche casually set it on the bedside table, “Hungry? Is there anything in particular you want to eat?”

Qiao Yin wouldn’t be polite with anyone but him, and she wouldn’t allow herself to be slighted either; she nodded, “Hungry. I want beef noodle soup, the kind with a lot of broth. I want to drink the soup.”

Lu Lingche bent down and kissed her, “Wait, I’ll go and make it for you.”

Qiao Yin involuntarily shrank back when he kissed her, “Oh.”

After Lu Lingche left, she noticed her bag had been brought back at some point, resting on the sofa, along with her coat and sweater.

But she had no recollection of how her clothes came off.

Enduring the soreness throughout her body, she got out of bed and took her mobile phone out of her bag.

She was shocked to see it was already five-thirty in the afternoon when she checked the time. She had thought it was just dawn; was it already dark outside?!

Qiao Yin held her forehead in pain, a truly terrible one day and one night!

Who was the person so eager to die that they had poisoned her?

Once she caught them, she would make sure the person got a taste of her methods, making them wish for death!

Qiao Yin cursed the person a thousand times in her heart, and after calming down a bit, she called the hospital director’s assistant.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she learned the hospital director was also okay now, “Assistant Meng, I have to thank you this time. The hospital director, the hospital, and I all owe you a favor.”

However, Assistant Meng expressed his shame, “Doctor Qiao, I am already grateful that you don’t blame me; I brewed the tea you and Director Song drank, and the problem occurred after you drank it, which is my responsibility. I’m sorry, Doctor Qiao, I didn’t know when the tea was drugged. It’s my fault that you and Director Song suffered.”

“It’s alright, I don’t blame you. The person who drugged the tea must have planned it for a long time. They even managed to get the media and reporters to the hospital. The perpetrator knew for sure that Director Song and I would fall into the trap,” Qiao Yin reassured him.

Fortunately, Assistant Meng was a very proper assistant. After he brewed the tea, he served it only to her and Director Song and didn’t drink any himself.

Otherwise, if he had been affected as well, it would have been a complete disaster.

Grateful for Qiao Yin’s understanding, Assistant Meng eagerly spoke, “Doctor Qiao, this indeed was my dereliction of duty; I failed to keep an eye on the tea. It’s enough if you want to punish me. I will certainly learn my lesson and ensure such a thing never happens again!”

Qiao Yin appreciated his insistence on taking responsibility, “You did neglect your duty, but you also played a big part in ensuring the hospital director and I came out safely, so let’s call it even. Don’t be too hard on yourself.”

But Assistant Meng’s voice remained low, “But actually, it wasn’t me who ensured your and the hospital director’s safety; it was President Lu. President Lu had been waiting in your office for a long time yesterday afternoon. Knowing he was there, I went to him for help when I saw the sixth floor surrounded by reporters. He carried you and the hospital director down from the sixth floor window to the fifth. I’m useless, not even able to carry you and the director through a window climb.”

Qiao Yin was taken aback. Was that how she and Director Song had escaped?

At the time, her consciousness wasn’t clear at all; she only vaguely remembered someone coming to rescue her, but she had no idea how.

So, she really owed Lu Lingche thanks this time?

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yin gathered some strength for a while, then wrapped herself in Lu Lingche’s oversized shirt and went downstairs.