"Wait!"
Zhan Qipei strode forward with his long legs and quickly approached Qiao Jing. When he saw the woman tenderly taking care of Zhan Nanqing, his eyebrows furrowed like mountains in the mist.
"What's going on here? Don't do it yourself, ask someone else to help her."
He had just come from the company, thinking of picking up Qiao Jing to take her home, when he saw Qiao Jing letting his sister place her foot on her legs, ready for a massage and acupuncture.
Although he didn't disdain his own sister, he hated to see Qiao Jing get so tired.
Because before he arrived, he had already contacted the staff at Wonderful Hall to check if Qiao Jing was there, only to learn that the woman had seen many patients today and was still busy.
This made him extremely anxious!
Qiao Jing looked up at Zhan Qipei, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.
"Why are you here?"
