The Favored Heiress
Chapter 148: Li Qiao’s Hidden Depths

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Li Qiao’s Hidden Depths

In less than five minutes, Li Qiao took out a tray and various items for treating external injuries from the medical disinfectant cabinet.

She returned to Luoyu’s side, hooked a rolling chair with the tip of her foot to sit down, and as she put on medical gloves, she reminded, "Take off your clothes."

From beginning to end, Li Qiao was as calm as someone not like a twenty-two-year-old girl.

Luoyu had a lot of questions in her mind, she hesitated for a few seconds, then, enduring the pain in her shoulder, slowly took off her coat.

Li Qiao took a disinfectant cotton swab and wiped off the blood on her shoulder, the wound was about two centimeters long and indeed had not been fatal.

At that moment, as Luoyu watched her seriously treat the wound, she cleared her throat, which was a bit hoarse, and asked, "Why did you take his phone?"

Li Qiao, tweezers in hand, multitasked and answered, "To prevent him from calling for backup."

Luoyu had overlooked this aspect and just as she wanted to continue questioning, she heard Li Qiao add in a light tone, "Moreover, his phone should be useful to you all."

Those words left Luoyu momentarily speechless.

Everything that happened tonight completely shattered her previous perception and prejudices about Li Qiao.

Suddenly, Luoyu thought of something Liuyun had once said to her—

Miss Li is no vase!

Now it seemed she definitely wasn’t, handling a knife and gun without changing her expression, she was practically a man-eating flower.

Shortly after, Li Qiao stitched three sutures on Luoyu’s wound and then took laboratory medication from the tray and applied it to the gauze.

Once the wound was dressed, Li Qiao took off her gloves and threw them in the trash can, then she took out a cellphone from the pocket of her coat and handed it to Luoyu.

Luoyu took the black, bulky cellphone, rubbing it a few times, her gaze complex, "Why did you call the police just now?"

In the car earlier, she had heard Li Qiao call Fei Zhihong at South Sea Police Station.

She had wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

If Li Qiao hadn’t called the police, she could have notified the people from Secret Hall to take over.

After all, the person had killed Qingyu, and getting taken to the police station was letting him off too easy.

At this point, after Li Qiao had finished cleaning the blood off the tray and walked to the sink, she said unhurriedly, "Even if I hadn’t called the police, you wouldn’t have been able to take him with you tonight."

Luoyu slowly put on her coat, frowning as she retorted, "What makes you think so? Are you underestimating the Yan Emperor’s power?"

In this city of South Sea, the Yan Emperor’s authority was absolute.

Li Qiao, having washed her hands, returned to the research bench, took a paper towel to dry the droplets, and leaning casually against the table, she said, "I never underestimate anyone.

You all want to handle him privately, that’s fine. But neither the timing nor the setting was right tonight.

The coastal highway has intensive surveillance, and at the same time, there were seven vehicles stuck behind us.

If we didn’t call the police, all these factors would turn into risks.

That’s why I left that phone with you, as... compensation."

Compared to Luoyu’s impulsiveness, Li Qiao was more thorough in her considerations.

An incident of a violent fight on the highway, if mishandled, can easily draw social attention.

Only by letting the police station step in, could the situation be controlled from escalating.

After all, nobody could ensure that none of the people in the vehicles behind us had recorded a video.

For a moment, Luoyu was speechless, only able to look at the cellphone, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She even remembered a few hours earlier, outside the door of Palm Residence, how she tried to test Li Qiao’s courage with a gun.

Little did she know, it was all her own presumption.

Li Qiao was actually full of hidden depths.

After a long silence, Luoyu, with pursed lips and a strained voice, murmured, "Thank you for tonight."

Li Qiao looked at Luoyu with an indifferent expression, "No need to thank me, I originally thought you could handle it, so I wasn’t planning to intervene at the beginning."

Luoyu: That hit hard.