8 You Were the One Who Saved Me!

Qiao Jing leaned back lazily against the seat, propping up her chin with her hand as she heard Zhan Qipei's question. Her gaze remained indifferent as it swept over Zhan Qipei's thigh.

"I could tell," Qiao Jing replied nonchalantly.

Zhan Qipei's eyes narrowed with curiosity and intrigue. "You know medicine?"

"Yes," Qiao Jing responded without hesitation.

Zhan Qipei's burning gaze scanned Qiao Jing from head to toe, trying to recall the hazy memory of their encounter. Was she the one he met in the cornfield? Or was it just a coincidence?

If it was her, why didn't she mention anything about what happened that day?

Qiao Jing noticed the man's probing gaze on her and guessed what he was suspecting.

"Are there words on my body?"

Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing in front of him and tried hard to recall the blurry figure in his memory. It somehow overlapped, which made him feel excited.

"I remember you grew up in a village?" Zhan Qipei asked, hoping to confirm his suspicions.

"Who doesn't know that the richest man in the capital married a country girl? Don't tell me you're not aware of it," Qiao Jing retorted, raising an eyebrow.

Zhan Qipei found her response strangely pleasing. Perhaps he was getting closer to the truth.

"Which village do you live in?" Zhan Qipei continued to inquire, his gaze fixed on Qiao Jing's face.

Qiao Jing's eyes turned cold, and with composure, she replied, "Are you planning to investigate my entire family background?"

Zhan Qipei inhaled at the response, but before he could say anything, Qiao Jing spoke again, "Autumn Water Village."

As soon as the words left Qiao Jing's mouth, Zhan Qipei's pupils dilated and trembled. Without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist.

"It's really you!" Zhan Qipei exclaimed, shocked and excited at the revelation.

The assistant, Tang Yan, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror, puzzled by the commotion. He had never seen his boss take such an initiative to touch someone, let alone hold their hand so tightly.

He was shocked!

Autumn Water Village… The keywords from his conversation with his boss struck Tang Yan, and he realized that his boss suspected this country girl might be the one who saved him.

"What do you mean by that? I don't understand," Qiao Jing feigned ignorance, trying to act dumb.

Zhan Qipei refused to back down, certain that Qiao Jing was the one who operated on him.

"You don't want to admit it? Alright, let me remind you. Four days ago, I was ambushed and hid in a cornfield. It was you who took care of those two masked assassins with guns. After that, you brought me home and operated on me to remove the bullet. That's how I survived," Zhan Qipei recounted the events.

Qiao Jing attempted to keep up the act, but as she tried to pull her hand away, she found that she couldn't break free. Zhan Qipei's grip only tightened, as if afraid that Qiao Jing would run away.

"You won't admit it?" Zhan Qipei questioned, sure of Qiao Jing's identity.

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Jing persisted in playing innocent.

Zhan Qipei was elated. The heavens seemed to have blessed him. He had found the person he was destined to meet, and now she was his legally-wedded wife. His mood couldn't be any better.

As Zhan Qipei pondered over the situation, Qiao Jing's red lips gently parted as he spoke in a composed manner, "I understand now. You've mistaken me for someone else."

Hearing this, Zhan Qipei's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you saying that you're not her? It's hard to believe such a coincidence."

Qiao Jing remained calm as she continued, "You mentioned that the girl easily dealt with assassins that wielded guns. Do you really think I possess such extraordinary abilities? Simply inquire around, and you'll learn that I was born with an incurable ailment, and abandoned by my family in the snow. My grandfather saved me, but I've remained frail and feeble ever since. Do you think someone like me could take down a gun-wielding killer?"

Zhan Qipei's expression shifted as he struggled with his thoughts. On one hand, he couldn't dismiss the uncanny resemblance between Qiao Jing and the person he was searching for. On the other hand, he could thoroughly verify Qiao Jing's claims, eliminating the need for her to lie.

Qiao Jing wasn't finished, "Furthermore, I do possess some knowledge of medicine. My illness led my grandfather to take me to an old Chinese doctor for treatment, and in the process, I picked up some basic medical knowledge. I also noticed the way you walked seemed pretty off, and on our wedding day, I detected the scent of disinfectant on you. Putting these pieces together, I deduced that you had undergone surgery."

"And you just said that the surgery that girl performed on you was perfect. Removing a bullet in such primitive conditions is no simple feat. Even skilled surgeons in large hospitals might find it challenging. Don't you think so?" Qiao Jing concluded, further supporting her claim.