Domineering baby: I want this daddy

[198 diversion]

"The soft tissue injury of the left ankle has no fractures or fractures. It is not too serious. If you pay attention, it can fully recover in a short period of about a month, and it can take up to two months. Change the dressing regularly according to the doctor's advice. Do not exercise vigorously and use less left ankle. Feet, pay attention to rest."

After the nurse answered, Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Weian, I'll go through the formalities and medicines, you stay here to accompany this young lady first..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the lady on the bed jumping down, pushing Yan Weian's wheelchair with one hand, and gesticulating fiercely with the other, "No, in case you, the perpetrator, escape, I will follow you at any time!" "

sigh.

"All right",

Xiaoyu let her push Weian to follow, and also felt that this young lady seemed abnormally similar to the Nangong family...

After the group left the ward——

Another patient in the ward came back. She stood in front of the door, looked in, was stunned, and asked, "Where are my oranges? Who ate my oranges?"

"No oranges."

The doctor who was in charge of this ward, who had just talked to Ms. Yan, came over, with a blank expression on his face, and replied calmly, "You remember wrong... There was nothing here from the beginning to the end."

"There's none?"

"It's normal for people with a concussion to have memory confusion, and you don't have to worry about it."

The doctor narrated calmly without further explanation.

The patient looked at the doctor's expressionless but extremely believable face, finally scratched his head, let out an oh, and lay back on the bed.

The doctor closed the door, walked to a corner, slowly removed his white coat, took out his mobile phone, and directed someone inside, "Follow Her Majesty carefully and keep safe."

"Yes, my lord." A report came from the other side, "Miss An Yi's location has been found out, and she is in the laboratory of Tang Family D City. Do you need to send someone to take you there now?"

The man lightly tapped his right hand, he raised his head, looked at the high sun, his pupils were slightly sad and shimmering, and said lightly: "Forget it, she never has lunch with me, before dinner, come pick her up with me." she."

"Yes."

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The flying speed of the goshawk is very fast, and within an hour, it has already flown to the city where the buyer is located, found an open space in the suburbs, and landed the helicopter——

"Boss, I'll order someone to pick it up right away."

Goshawk said, picked up the phone.

When he picked it up to dial, he paused, only to realize that after he and Yan Xiaoyu were discussing Yan Weian's location, she gave him her own in a panic and made a mistake.

This Miss Yan, it seems that she is really worried that the boss will not be able to go back at night, and she is so panicked that she can't recognize things...

Goshawk shrugged, and used her mobile phone to dial the number of the local Nangong subordinates, informing the young master that he had arrived and would come to pick him up immediately.

The efficiency of Nangong's family is still extremely fast. Less than 3 minutes after Goshawk hung up the phone, three black sports cars appeared in front of the helicopter, and the one who greeted him at the front was the Nangong cadre who was in charge of this transaction.

The sports car stops.

Nangong Tou got off the plane, stepped forward with slender legs, and walked forward steadily. The moment he stood still, the car park stopped. Nangong cadres bowed neatly with a group of people, and shouted that they are masters, well-trained.

Young Master Tou responded with a deep voice, ordering to report the situation.

The cadres did not dare to be negligent, and quickly began to make detailed but not cumbersome reports on the situation of buyers, differences in transactions, and changes in production lines...

Goshawk has been Nangong Tou's driver since he was seven years old, but he has never been interested in new weapons or negotiating deals. I also imitated the stupid leopard and started cutting fruit...

Jingle Bell--!

The phone rang, and the game was suddenly suspended. He happened to panic, and a bomb touched his finger before the suspension. With a bang, it exploded, and he died completely!

Seeing the call from New York, Goshawk immediately gritted his teeth angrily, hung up angrily, and muttered to himself, "I didn't score [-] points, so I'm not as good as that leopard?"

Jingle bell, jingle bell, again.

angry -

Cut off the signal directly, making it impossible to make and receive calls at all, and you can continue to cut fruit with peace of mind...

"Goshawk."

Master Tou in front of the car called out in a low voice, and ordered, "Gather at the top of the central building in three hours."

As soon as Goshawk heard it, he knew what was going on. After working as a driver for so many years, he could guess at least seventy-eight points if he didn't have a heart-to-heart. The danger of explosions, the dangers of doing this business, the front line of life and death every day, it seems that the buyer this time is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Don't worry!" Goshawk dared not neglect Tou Boss's order, "No problem, I promise to pick it up on time."

Nangong Tou, Shen Ying, sat in the back seat of the sports car with the Nangong cadres.

When the sports car is about to move——

"Little Tou—!"

As if thinking of something, Goshawk lay down in front of the plane window, and shouted to Nangongto in the sports car, "Be careful!"

Nangong Tou didn't reply.

The corners of the charming lips are slightly curved.

Calm.

Never flamboyant, but confident enough.

Goshawk looked at the sports car going away, shook his head, murmured to himself, and laughed, "This guy, from the age of seven to now, has never changed his smile before facing the task, how did he do it..."

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The plane is about to take off——

The military vehicle passed through the airport and sent the general directly to the entrance of the plane, ready to board the plane.

"Sir, the plane is about to take off in 10 minutes."

The driving team member turned around and reported to the man who was silent all the way behind the seat.

The man didn't reply. When he heard the notification that he couldn't get through again, he put down his hand, threw the black phone on the seat, pondered for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "Divert the flight."