The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

Wan'er cried for a long time and lay down slowly when she felt tired.

Looking at the ceiling, Wan'er's heart ached violently.

"Linfeng, do you know? You killed your child, do you know?" Wan'er choked with sobs, closed her eyes, all she could think about was her baby.

Where is her baby now?Was anyone taking care of it - a series of questions quickly came up.

Wan'er bit her lower lip hard, the pale lip was bitten by Wan'er and she lost consciousness.

"Ahem——" Wan'er coughed and slowly got up.

She doesn't want to stay here, don't.

She was going to find her baby and couldn't leave the baby behind.

Wan'er climbed out of bed, and the cold floor pierced into Wan'er's heart like a sharp knife.

It was very quiet outside at this time, and the quiet was a little scary.

Wan'er covered her stomach with one hand, and walked out slowly while leaning on the wall with the other.

There were people outside, but no one came to help her.

"Baby, mother is here, mother will not abandon you, my baby, you wait for mother, mother is here..." Wan'er walked slowly along the wall, tears quickly cut across her cheeks.

Pain, heart-piercing pain.

"I'm sorry, this is a hospital funded by the Shen family, and the doctors are not here now, so I invite you to go to another hospital." It was a man with a slightly distressed voice.

The man standing in front of him was dressed in black, and the man standing beside him was also dressed in black.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was indifferent. "I do not care."

After speaking, another man walked over immediately. "Let me tell you, our young master is going to be here today, how about it? Let me tell you, we are—"

"Mo Feng."

Hearing this, Mo Feng immediately stopped.

"Within three to 10 minutes—" the man stepped forward and stared at the embarrassed doctor in front of him. "If you can't find a doctor for me, I'll ask you to look good."

The male doctor was taken aback and his body was trembling.

He glanced at the man, turned and ran.

"Oh, sir. Why did we come here? We—"

"Follow me." The man in black walked forward blankly, looking at Mo Feng in confusion.

The young master is really strange, there are so many luxury hospitals, but they have to come here, really.

Soon, Mo Feng followed the young master to the doctor, who was having fun at this moment.

"Bang." A stool hit the table.

"How dare you not listen to my young master..." Mo Feng leaned forward and said.

The doctor was taken aback and quickly knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

The young master didn't speak, just looked around.

"Hurry up and arrange a place for us..."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mo Feng put down the stool, looked at the back of the doctor running out, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Master, why are you still like this? You can't throw things around like this, it's a bad habit."

Seeing Mo Feng's endless nagging, the young master's dark eyes flashed a gleam.

"Fine, fine, it's up to you, as long as you are happy, that's fine." Mo Feng is also a person who can wink, and immediately bowed his head when he saw this.

The young master still looked around blankly.

The room was messy, but somehow familiar.

Soon the doctor came.

"Doctor, my young master has been suffering from insomnia and losing his temper recently. He doesn't know what to think in his head? Sometimes he just giggles alone..." Mo Feng looked at the doctor and said quickly.

The young master was very quiet, still expressionless and indifferent.

"That's the problem? Uh..." The invited doctor looked nonchalant, and glanced at the young master and looked at Mo Feng.

"What do you mean? Is this how you treat patients, like an angel in white clothes?" After saying that, the doctor was about to leave. Seeing this, the young master's heart twisted, he stood up quickly, grabbed the doctor's chest and said .

"What? What do you want? I'm going to call the police—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was thrown out with a "bang".

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