After Qi came to his senses, Zheng Hua quickly stepped forward and asked nervously.

At this moment, he really cared about his daughter's life and death.

Fang Yao remained silent.

Feng Qing was held by him, motionless, with one hand still hanging down. Looking at her lifeless look, an uninformed person would think that she had ascended to the Western Paradise.

Zheng Hua stretched out his hand to explore Feng Qing's nose.

Fang Yao paused and said coldly: "Miss is not dead!"

Zheng Hua's trembling hand still reached the end of Feng Qing's nose, still breathing.

He was obviously relieved and his hands stopped shaking.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Did A-Qing quarrel with her mother? What's there to quarrel between mother and daughter? Mother and daughter are on the same page."

Zheng Hua muttered.

Fang Yao didn't answer.

He just held Feng Qing to go downstairs.

The three Zheng Yifan brothers looked at him. When he held Feng Qing and passed them, Zheng Yifan couldn't help but ask: "Where will Mr. Fang take A Qing? This is her home."

"Hospital."

Fang Yao spit out two words coldly.

The head of the family said that he only gave Feng Qing some medicine and it would not kill Feng Qing. Fang Yao was still worried and had to send Feng Qing to the hospital for a checkup.

Just in case, the master of the house administered poison...

No, you won�t eat tiger poison.

No matter what happens, the head of the family will never kill the young lady!

Fang Yao kept convincing himself not to worry too much.

Hearing this, Zheng Yifan instinctively wanted to follow.

"Don't follow me!"

Fang Yao said coldly again.

Zheng Yifan's legs stopped as he moved forward. JrNovels.com