Chapter 1022 - Project: Kidnap the Almighty
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qin Mo couldnât see through her thoughts. Thus, he simply smiled and pushed her down, his voice calm and seductive. âDoctor Qin is still here, no matter how big the urge is, you will have to control your desires. Understand?â
Bo Jiu: ... All she did was just to feed him the pills, why did it seem risky? Besides, what was up with the Almightyâs hands? Why wasnât he releasing her?
Doctor Qin got the message, knowing it was time to leave. However, his young master was badly injured. Therefore, he was debating whether or not to tell his bosses. He would also have to remind Young Master Fu to restrain himself because his young masterâs wrist didnât seem to be looking good.
After Doctor Qin made his diagnosis, he wanted to elaborate but was stopped by Qin Moâs warning gaze.
Doctor Qin forced the words down his throat.
Bo Jiu asked, âDoctor Qin, how is Brother Moâs wrist?â
Doctor Qin chuckled. âIt isnât anything serious but he has to be careful while doing certain actions and watch his appetite. He should drink more soup for the bones. Iâll let Madam Zhang know about it.â
âOh?â It wasnât anything serious? Bo Jiu watched Doctor Qinâs tilting head and broke into another smile. âIâm glad itâs nothing serious.â
Doctor Qin kept his things and left the room. While he was making a call, he hadnât realized that the youngster had been standing behind him.
When he turned, the youngster was looking at him with a devilish smile. âI donât think doctors should be lying, right?â
Doctor Qin smiled. âAnd I donât think an esports Almighty should be eavesdropping, Young Master Jiu. What do you think?â
Bo Jiu nodded. âDoctor Qin is right.â
Doctor Qin watched as the silver-haired youngster took another step forward, a taunting smile on her face. âFortunately, I hadnât been trying to hide it.â
Doctor Qin: ... Where was your shame?
âWhat exactly is the condition of Brother Moâs hand? I want to hear the true account to prepare for the worst.â Bo Jiu looked at him seriously. âOr perhaps, what are the chances of his wrist recovering?â
Since the youngster had gone so far to stop him and had even eavesdropped on the conversation, it wouldnât be easy to brush him off.
His young master had never allowed anyone to take care of him in the past. But now, after much difficulty, there was someone around him. It would probably be a good idea to tell the youngster about it.
With that, Doctor Qin decided to confess. âSince you put it like that, there isnât a need to hide it anymore. His wrist is an old injury and isnât something that can be treated easily. The specialist in America once emphasized the importance of the aftercare but with the competition, the impact on his wrist has been increasing every single day. I can temporarily reduce the swelling and stop it from worsening but for his arm to fully recover, he will have to avoid the computer for a while and will have to seek out the specialist in America. However, the specialist has been under the radar for the past few years. There are rumors of him converting to family medicine but no one can be sure.â
âWhat is the specialistâs name?â Bo Jiu asked.
Doctor Qin replied, âRobertson.â
âWhat... What did you say?â Bo Jiu paused slightly, reconfirming the name.
Doctor Qin repeated, âRobertson, he is an old specialist, you probably havenât heard of him before.â
Bo Jiu caressed her nose in silence, her lips lifting slightly.
Doctor Qin wasnât sure what Young Master Fu was laughing about. From then, the youngster diverted to another topic.
âSpeaking of which, Doctor Qin must know about Brother Moâs accident back then. How did it happen?â
Doctor Qin paused, his smile lingering. âIâm just treating his illness, I donât know about other things.â
Bo Jiu wasnât convinced but if she hadnât guessed wrongly, Doctor Qin must come from the army as well and should be a doctor of high rank. That explained his earlier phone call. Although Bo Jiu wasnât as sensitive to detail as the Almighty, she could still see the difference in Doctor Qinâs actions. Only those from the army would walk with their back straight. And even the way he stretched his arm was different.
She couldnât force him to say anything he wasnât willing. Anyways, it was enough.
Her greatest desire was to kidnap the Almighty. Prior to their conversation, she hadnât had a reason but now she had an excuse because Robertson was her butler.
Back when Bo Jiu had operated alone, she had often been injured but never serious enough to return home for treatment.
She wasnât going to contact her main family before she uncovered the person trying to harm her and it was fairly normal for her to be uncontactable for up to half a year.
Her butler was the only one left in her main family and contacting him would only bring him trouble.
Right now, she could kidnap the Almighty when she left Jiang City since he required treatment. With such an excuse, Bo Jiu couldnât suppress the radiant smile on her face.
Qin Mo watched her from the bed and arched a brow. âCare to share the good news?â
Bo Jiu immediately kept her smile. How could she tell the victim she was going to kidnap him? She leaped over, pulled a chair over, and sat down suavely, supporting her chin with her hands. âItâs nothing. Brother Mo, try not to move your hands, you can tell me if you need anything.â
Qin Mo placed the magazine aside and asked slowly, âYou can do anything?â
Bo Jiu sensed a trap. âUnless itâs not suited for kids.â
âWhat are you thinking?â Qin Mo diverted the topic easily. âSpeaking of which, shouldnât you be explaining who allowed you to stay in school when thereâs a bunch of naked guys walking around?â
Bo Jiu never expected the Almighty to harp on this topic after the National League was over. She took a moment to ponder through before replying seriously, âIâm in my third grade, itâs time to pay attention to my studies and the best way is by staying in campus.â
With that, Qin Mo broke into a chuckle. He tossed her phone towards her.
Bo Jiu tapped the screen, it was the No.1 Middle School webpage with the headline âSchool Hunk Frog Jump Punishmentâ in red splashed across the screen.
She did frog jumps in the stadium with her hands fastened behind her head, the sight seemed rather ridiculous and more importantly, the head master was standing right beside her.
âPay attention to your studies?â Qin Mo smirked. âOr getting yourself into trouble?â
Bo Jiu kept the phone. âThe headmaster was jealous of my good looks, this couldnât have been avoided. But the passion to learn is there.â
âSince you are so determined, bring the physics book over,â Qin Mo replied faintly.
Bo Jiu wasnât sure what he was up to or whether he still suspected her but she knew what she had to do now. âThe National League just ended so my physics grade doesnât matter anymore.â More importantly, the physics book made her sleepy.
Qin Mo glanced at her, his voice calm. âHow can my student fail?â
âBrother Mo, you shouldnât be so superficial.â Bo Jiu didnât want to take the physic book. When she saw the cigarette on the table, she felt her urge kick in.
Qin Mo reached out his left hand, putting the cigarette aside. âTake your candy.â
âI donât have anymore.â She wouldnât have wanted to smoke if she had her candy. Every time she thought about her plans to kidnap the Almighty, she wanted a cigarette to celebrate the moment.
Qin Mo placed the cigarette aside. âFrom now onwards, you canât smoke even if there isnât candy.â
âBrother Mo, are you getting me to quit smoking?â Brother Mo frowned. âYou smoke too.â
Qin Mo knew he had to set a good example in order to teach a certain someone. âFrom now on, I wonât smoke when youâre around.â
âLetâs quit together,â Bo Jiu retorted. âThen itâs fair.â
Qin Mo arched a brow. This kid must be betting on his smoking addiction. âSure.â
Bo Jiu paused, seemingly caught off guard by his response. She slouched lazily and asked, âAre we really quitting?â The Almightyâs addiction was much stronger than hers, it wouldnât be easy for him to quit.
âAs the nationâs school hunk, you should manage your public image.â Qin Mo lifted her chin. âMore importantly, you should take care of your health. How can you smoke when you have asthma, mmh?â
Bo Jiu remained silent since this condition came along with this body and she hadnât thought much about it after taking over her body.
The youngsterâs silence rattled Qin Mo. He sighed heavily. âLittle Fu Jiu, speak.â
When she heard the term Fu Jiu, Bo Jiu couldnât help the heaviness in her chest.
Her surname wasnât Fu. More importantly, she couldnât tell the Almighty her real surname...
âDonât call me that.â
He hadnât expected her to dislike the name that much. âThen what should I call you?â Qin Mo tapped her chin lightly.
Bo Jiu thought through it. Sugar Daddy sounded good. Actually, he could call her anything but Little Fu Jiu. After all, he used such an affectionate tone but it wasnât directed at her...
Bo Jiu tilted over, not understanding her emotions.
Qin Mo watched her tilted face, the silvery hair splashed across her forehead. He reached over and pulled her towards him. Bo Jiu was once again sprawled across his chest. Just then, a warm and gentle voice called out, âMrs Qin.â
Bo Jiu stiffened, her heart shifting. Mrs... Qin?
âWhat is it?â Qin Mo glanced down, watching the shocked expression on a certain someone. His voice was casual as he said, âArenât you going to take responsibility for sleeping with me?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
You wouldnât want me to take responsibility after I kidnap you.
Bo Jiu restrained herself, not allowing the words to flow out. She reached out, trying to lift herself.
Qin Mo used the hand that wasnât injured to press against her back, his eyes closed. âSleep with me.â
In this position?
Bo Jiu arched a brow.