Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 127 The Disliked Ugly Duckling 51

The next day, Qing Wan asked the hospital to issue a diagnosis certificate of Ming Zijin's recovery.

However, because she stabbed someone with a knife and caused serious injuries to Liu Ce, even if she is transferred out of the hospital, she will still face a two-year prison sentence.

But the director of the psychiatric hospital smiled and told Qiao Qingzhu that considering it was pitiful for mother and daughter to be separated, he was willing to send Ming Zijin out one day earlier so that they could have a good reunion.

Qiao Qingzhu was in a state of confusion and didn't really listen to what the dean said. He responded woodenly and hung up the phone.

She subconsciously wanted to scratch the wound, but the festering flesh was so painful when touched.

The number pinned to the top of the phone was glowing dimly, like a demon from hell, tempting the soul to fall.

Finally, she stood at the door of the mental hospital. Seeing Ming Zijin covered tightly, she was surprised for only a second, then he smiled ingratiatingly and took her to the taxi.

Ming Zijin, who had been hunching his back and burying his head, was trembling slightly. He also did not look up at Qiao Qingzhu.

"Zijin, Mommy misses you so much..."

Sitting in the back seat, Qiao Qingzhu cried and hugged Ming Zijin. Just as she was about to express her loving thoughts, the hidden anesthetic was inserted into her neck without hesitation.

Ming Zijin felt pain and her eyes widened suddenly. She looked at Qiao Qingzhu in disbelief, only to see that her face was covered with pustules and she was looking at her crying.

"Don't blame mom. There's nothing I can do. I have to buy medicine and stay alive."

Qiao Qingzhu touched Ming Zijin's waist and abdomen gently with trembling hands, crying and laughing.

"Zijin, you are still young and have two kidneys. It doesn't matter if you sell one. You are a good daughter to your mother, right? I have suffered so much to give birth to you and raise you. So, can you repay your mother?"

Ming Zijin collapsed in her mother's arms, tears streaming down her face.

She weakly grabbed Qiao Qingzhu's clothes, gasping for breath, the hatred surging in her eyes was twisted and complicated, and was finally covered by her drooping eyelids.

At the same time, the moment the taxi started, Qing Wan, who was sitting in a car not far away, pressed the headset and said, "You can follow."

As he finished speaking, a few inconspicuous private cars appeared in the distance around the taxi, blending into the traffic flow and making it impossible to see any clues.

Qing Wan and Bai Jinghe were in the nearest one, and she didn't tell the driver not to follow until the taxi turned a corner.

"Do you need my help?" Bai Jinghe asked slowly, playing with the ends of her hair.

Qing Wan didn't even raise her head, "No need."

Her fingertips moved quickly on the tablet, and soon a tracking page was pulled up.

As early as when Ming Zijin was discharged from the hospital, she asked the dean to tamper with her mobile phone.

"Let Bai Kangnian prepare the media."

Qing Wan put on leather gloves, put the fully loaded pistol in his leg bag, and his eyes were shining with blatant evil.

It just so happened that her movie had reached the final stage, but the publicity and promotion plan had not been finalized.

Now, the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone is right in front of her, how could she miss it.

After getting confirmation from the headset, Qing Wan curled her lips into a smile, pushed open the car door, and took a shortcut all the way to the location of the red dot.

Bai Jinghe indulged her behavior from beginning to end, because he had already tasted the "price" and was happy to let his little friend play with her harmlessly.

This organ trafficking gang has been a headache for the police for a long time, but because they are scattered and good at disguise, no breakthrough has been found.

When the police followed Qing Wan to the hideout, they found that it was just an ordinary small shop. There was nothing special inside. There was no back door or secret passage, and the layout inside could be seen clearly at a glance.

"what happened?"

The policeman hiding next to her was still puzzled. When he looked up, he saw Qing Wan rushing in with a brick picked up from the ground.

Police: "...Hey! Hey! Don't rush..."

Just as he was about to rush to grab the man, he saw Qing Wan knock the cursing middle-aged man unconscious with a brick with a bang.

She didn't know where she got the strength from her petite body, but she picked up the man and threw him aside without changing her expression.

Many stunned plainclothes policemen: "?!!!"

Qing Wan seemed not to notice their expressions. She searched the floor behind the cash register and saw a not very obvious crack.

Moving the stacked boxes aside, she immediately spotted the protruding pull ring.

Sure enough, there was a basement hidden.

The policemen who gathered around widened their eyes and pushed Qing Wan away, all wanting to be the first to go in.

It's too dangerous after all.

Qing Wan didn't act pretentiously because she had just explored it with her spiritual power and found that the space below was very large and she didn't find any guns or ammunition.

At the same time, in an operating room in the basement, the initial anesthetic on Ming Zijin's body had worn off.

But her bound limbs still made her unable to move, and her mouth was covered with thick tape. She could only stare at the trembling Qiao Qingzhu with resentful eyes.

The latter didn't dare to look her in the eye, but just looked at the man who was about to take action pleadingly.

"Can't you just give me anesthesia? Too much blood loss can be fatal."

The man who lowered his eyes and prepared the equipment snorted and laughed, "I told you a long time ago that the business here has a clear rule that the victim must be taken alive."

"I, I thought that meant the living..."

The man caught a glimpse of her hesitation, and the curve of his mouth widened. He said coldly: "What are you afraid of? Wouldn't it be better if she died?"

"After all, a freshly dead body has more organs that can be sold. Besides, her face is already so rotten that it's painful for her to live. As a mother, you are doing your best to end her suffering. She will understand."

Ming Zijin kept crying, her pupils shrunk in despair. The sound of her sobs and screams sounded like the final cry of a vengeful ghost in the cold, empty and simple operating room.

She saw Qiao Qingzhu biting her lips and hesitating for a moment, then turned her head away and said nothing more.

The sharp blade pressed coldly against her skin, freezing her bones so much that they ached. The sound of flesh being cut was clear enough to be creepy.

Ming Zijin was shaking with pain, sweating profusely, and almost fainting when a man suddenly rushed in from outside with a terrified look on his face.

"The police... the police are chasing us!!"

The man operating the surgery was startled, and the sharp scalpel cut a cut on the exposed kidney.

The blood was spilling everywhere, and the frightened man immediately thought of——

The body must be destroyed and the police must not be given any evidence.

He acted decisively and poured all the alcohol in the storage room onto the floor, even onto Ming Zijin's body.

Qiao Qingzhu, who was standing next to him, was shocked and immediately grabbed the man, crying, "I have brought the man here, you must give me the money..."