C23 Terror Treatment

Under the meticulous arrangements made by the Zhang Ma, Su Qing gradually familiarized herself with her life here. Initially, she had thought that Zhang Ma was a rigid person, but after coming into contact with him, she felt that she was unexpectedly amiable.

In the past few days, Su Qing had already treated her as her family.

She laid on the carpet and asked worriedly: "Zhang Ma, about the matters concerning Wen Family, can Ling Mo settle it?"

"Madam, don't worry. Young Master is indeed capable."

Su Qing rolled her eyes. What ability could hshehave? When she was at home, he could even bring out a bowl of soup.

Thinking about this, she suddenly remembered the strange method Ling Mo had used when he was kidnapped. She sat up, "Does Ling Mo have many enemies?"

"That's strange." Su Qing was a little puzzled. She could feel that that man came that day with obvious hatred, although nothing major had happened in the end, this was a fact that was hard to guard against.

He did not know what happened to him in the end. Now that Ling Mo was alone in the country, he should be fine, right?

"How much hatred do you have to make people want to kill Ling Mo?" Su Qing muttered to herself.

"Is it a misunderstanding?" The Zhang Ma paused for a moment, then continued, "If you insist on saying that you have enemies, then you're definitely no match for them in the market."

Su Qing thought about it silently. After all, the Ling's disease was one of the top enterprises in the world, so there would naturally be people who would want to suppress him.

However, were the problems in the mall serious enough to put their lives on the line?

Just when Su Qing wanted to ask Zhang Ma if she could contact him, there was a knock on the door.

A moment later, the Zhang Ma called out to her, "Madam, please go to the front hall, the doctors are here."

"What doctor?"

"Young master, please heal your waist."

If the Zhang Ma did not mention it, Su Qing would have forgotten about it. In the past few days, she had been living too leisurely. The Zhang Ma had always helped her settle everything beforehand, which made her a little unaccustomed to it.

When she entered the hall and saw the row of doctors standing in front of her, she was speechless. Was her back that bad? Could it be that when she wasn't paying attention, the injury had already become a terminal illness?

"Madam, about your waist injury, we have already found a cure." Zhang Ma communicated in the middle, "Next, please cooperate with the treatment."

Su Qing looked at Zhang Ma with admiration. It turned out that she was not only a servant, but a translator as well.

"How?" she asked.

"You stay in bed for a month, and every day a doctor comes to give you a magnetic shock and massage. "Again …"

"Oh my god, is this a treatment or a sitting duck?" Before she finished listening, Su Qing shouted out in exaggeration. Was this group of doctors here to help her or to harm her? To restrict her movements like this was worse than killing her.

The Zhang Ma frowned and advised, "Madam, this is the safest way to go."

"That's right, when the time comes, my waist injuries will be healed, but I'm guessing my leg will be crippled."

"This …" Zhang Ma looked somewhat awkwardly at Su Qing, then looked at the doctor. She turned around and continued her discussion.

Su Qing listened to the chattering of the girls beside him, and looked out the window in boredom. Why had Ling Mo not contacted her for so long? Was he really able to deal with the Wen Family by himself? And that strange man … She had always felt that things were not that simple.