The Zerg Queen, who is assigned to me, wants to kill me!

Chapter 63 It's you, little brother...

When he fell, it seemed like he hit something sharp.

The female insect, who looked like a doctor, was grabbed by the collar and pulled up by Meng Jun.

“Go back and tell Meng Zhuo that I am his brother. If I am not well, he will not be well either. I can say that I bought the things.”

But he has to kill Qi Min for me and keep me safe! Otherwise, my father won't forgive him! Get out!

After saying that, Meng Jun threw him on the ground and returned to the bedside without even glancing at Jun Ci, who was still unconscious beside him.

The female insect, who looked like a doctor, struggled to her feet, clutching her lower back, and left the ward, enduring the pitying gazes of the female soldiers guarding the door.

Then he found a female prostitute and asked her to help him remove half a fruit knife from his lower back.

After treating her wounds, the female insect returned to her residence, dialed Meng Zhuo's number, and relayed Meng Jun's words to him verbatim.

"Ha, younger brother? So what? He dares to threaten me with Xiong-fu? Does this idiot still think Xiong-fu is in charge of the Meng family? Ignore what he says."

Once he confirms that he bought the goods, and the court has established that, I have plenty of ways to make it true.

"Thank you for your hard work. Come to Building 3 tonight, I'll reward you handsomely."

The female insect watched respectfully as the phone was hung up, her lowered eyes showing no sign of joy.

As if the reward Meng Zhuo spoke of held no appeal for him, the room gradually fell silent...

In the quiet room, Qi Min, who was still fast asleep on the hospital bed, gradually woke up and looked at Ling Yi, who was still fast asleep beside him.

Qi Min felt a warmth fill his heart. His gaze softened as he looked at Ling Yi's handsome profile. He rose slightly and slowly approached him…

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"Huh...huh..."

Ling Yi's breathing became disordered, as if he were having a nightmare!

She raised her arm to cover her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her body was slightly sweaty.

The hospital-grade cotton gowns he had just changed into last night were soaked with sweat, so he'll probably have to go see the medical staff again soon.

Qi Min seemed to be affected by his dream; his breathing became slightly disordered, and he closed his eyes to rest.

I was enjoying this moment of peace and comfort with great pleasure.

After a long while, Qi Min felt the breathing beside him gradually become steady. Ling Yi got up without saying a word and left the blanket.

Qi Min simply opened her eyes and looked at Ling Yi with a smug expression, wearing the white pajamas she had bought yesterday.

Although the gifts from this store are rather unusual, the pajamas are of very high quality, being lightweight and breathable.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling in the direction Ling Yi was walking.

Qi Min, who was still lying behind Ling Yi, couldn't help but narrow his eyes, a dark glint flashing in them.

Seeing Ling Yi hunched over slightly as he headed towards the bathroom, Qi Min really wanted to pull him back so that he would have to be carried there by him.

Qi Min licked his dry lips; the moisture from his lips had long since dissipated into the air. He lifted the covers and slowly got up.

Qi Min suddenly paused in his act of getting up, pursed his lips and closed his eyes, somewhat regretting his actions that morning. Not only had he angered Ling Yi, but he had also made himself feel bad.

'If only I had known... if only I had known, I should have pulled him back! I could have vented my anger...'

Qi Min chuckled helplessly, realizing he was truly bewitched.

Just thinking about how Ling Yi looked back then makes me so happy. I only think about making him comfortable, and I don't even think about myself.

Forcibly suppressing the thoughts surging in his mind, Qi Min slowly got up from the bed after a while and started to take off the quilt.

Just as it was being dismantled, Ling Yi, who had changed his clothes in the bathroom, took over the task.

Qi Min tried to strike up a conversation, but Ling Yi was clearly still angry and remained silent, simply changing the bed and letting Qi Min go upstairs to rest.

After a quiet breakfast, Qi Min wanted to go out for a walk and get some exercise.

Ling Yi didn't try to persuade him, but simply stood a person's distance away from Qi Min and walked slowly behind him.

Seeing him like this, Qi Min had no desire to go out for a walk; of course, appeasing the person in front of him was the priority.

He immediately pulled Ling Yi aside to admit his mistake and make promises!

She deliberately softened her voice and spoke in a manner that Ling Yi liked for a while before making Ling Yi's expression relax and stop keeping his distance from her.

Qi Min held onto Ling Yi's finger tightly, went back to bed, and curled up on his personal computer, watching a streamer who was exploring various star systems.

Suddenly, a call request popped up on the personal terminal; it was from Ling Huiyao.

Qi Min thought that this person was really hard to talk to. He had just asked Ling Yi yesterday and learned that this person had not been discharged from the hospital yet, and today he received a call from him, which was a video call.

Qi Min thought for a moment, realizing that he hadn't shown up since the day Ling Huiyao had the accident.

Although I don't know why Ling Huiyao didn't ask, and no one came to investigate or ask me anything.

But several days have passed, so why is she contacting me now?

Qi Min released Ling Yi's hand, adjusted his lying position, glanced at Ling Yi, and gestured for him to take a call.

Ling Yi glanced at the caller ID, looked at Qi Min, said nothing, and then, following Qi Min's instructions, moved a little further away to a chair next to the hospital bed.

She continued processing the documents Chen Xuan had sent her, but her mind was somewhat focused on Qi Min.

Regarding the incident where Ling Huiyao's hand tendons were severed at the club, the security forces, in conjunction with an investigation team, are currently conducting a preliminary investigation.

After all, there are just too many insects coming and going in the mall, making it impossible to find the perpetrator within a day or two.

Moreover, according to other information Chen Xuan discovered, Ling Zhenhao seemed to have denied the possibility of Qi Min committing the crime from the very beginning; otherwise, the security forces might have already brought the female insects to question Qi Min.

The fact that Ling Huiyao is calling at this time most likely means that his hand muscles have recovered and he can use the computer normally again. He has remembered the game pod and is asking Qi Min for something.

Ling Yi could guess why Ling Huiyao had called, but she also wanted to hear what Qi Min and Ling Huiyao would say to each other.

After all, the game pod had already been installed in the room, and Qi Min had even played with it.

"Lord Qi Min, what... what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Ling Huiyao opened his mouth to speak, he looked up and saw the male insect on the video call, who looked pale and weak. He couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Cough...cough cough, it's you, little brother...cough..."

Qi Min coughed weakly, and compared to Ling Huiyao, Ling Huiyao looked to be in much better condition.

Ling Yi sat on the chair next to him, tilting his head slightly in surprise as he looked at Qi Min on the hospital bed, who had instantly transformed into a weak and frail figure.

Just a second ago, this male was clinging to him, wanting him to hold its hand, but now...

Ling Yi's eyes were filled with complex emotions, yet also with a hint of doubt. Although Qi Min had forcibly changed the subject of her several attempts to probe, she was too embarrassed to ask again later.

But when Ling Yi thought about it more carefully, he realized that Qi Min always avoided answering some of his questions.

However, Qi Min made no attempt to hide anything from him. Even though he could have lied to himself, he preferred to go to the trouble of changing the subject rather than make up some excuse.