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Chapter 522 Why Did Brother Mo Ting Die?

Chapter 522 Why Did Brother Mo Ting Die?
Lin Xingqiao wiped her hands, and ordered the chef to watch the soup pot for her, and went out to meet people by herself.

She walked to the hall and was a little surprised to see the empty hall.

"Didn't you say that someone is clamoring to see me? People?"

The housekeeper smiled awkwardly, "That person may have found the wrong person, and he left just now."

Just now the young master called and asked to get that woman out...

Don't let Lin Xingqiao see...

Lin Xingqiao raised her eyebrows, what is going on?

Although she was surprised, she honestly went back to make chicken soup.

Lin Xingqiao looked at the pot, and suddenly yelled, "Why did you put green onions? Su Jingchi doesn't like green onions." Well, he likes to be jealous.

The new chef was a little nervous, "This... this..."

Lin Xingqiao had no choice but to say, "Forget it, I'll just pick it out. If he chooses to drink it, I'll drink it all!"

Why is Su Jingchi, a picky eater, still as tall as a telephone pole? !God is so unfair.

After it was done, she was ready to go to the hospital with the thermos containing chicken soup.

After arriving at the hospital lobby, Lin Xingqiao couldn't help but smile.

Su Jingchi, if you didn't drink two big bowls of this chicken soup, I'll beat you up!
It smells so good!

There are not many people in the hospital hall at night, but there are also many people.

She walked to the center, and suddenly heard a shrill female voice, "Lin Xingqiao, stop!"

Lin Xingqiao turned her head abruptly, and saw Shen Tiantian standing three steps away from her in... a hospital gown.

Shen Tiantian's hair was disheveled, as if it hadn't been washed for a long time, it was very messy.

She didn't take care of her face, it was dry and peeled.His eyes were even more terribly red, staring at Lin Xingqiao fixedly, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp.

Lin Xingqiao took a closer look. She was wearing... the hospital gown of Qingshan Mental Hospital?

This woman ran out?
Shen Tiantian took a step towards her, and the guard was about to step forward to stop her.

Lin Xingqiao shook her head slightly, she knew that Shen Tiantian was not mentally ill, she was brought in by Su Jingchi.

Shen Tiantian's eyes fell on the thermos bucket held by Lin Xingqiao's right hand, and she sneered, "Chicken soup?"

Lin Xingqiao didn't speak, her eyes were slightly cold.

Shen Tiantian suddenly pounced on her, and knocked over the thermos bucket in Lin Xingqiao's hand, and the hot chicken soup just splashed on the back of Lin Xingqiao's hand in an instant, and it burned red in an instant!
Shen Tiantian roared, "Are you still interested in making chicken soup for Su Jingchi? Lin Xingqiao, you bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Why don't you go-die? Why is Brother Mo Ting the one who died? Why don't you go- die?!"

Shen Tiantian's eyes hardened, and she took out a dagger from the hospital gown, and was about to stab Lin Xingqiao in the chest. The guard kicked Shen Tiantian's wrist.

Shen Tiantian was in pain and threw the dagger away in an instant.

Lin Xingqiao sat on the ground, staring blankly at Shen Tiantian, "He...he passed away?"

Shen Tiantian looked at Lin Xingqiao resentfully, "Bitch!"

The guard frowned and asked cautiously: "Miss Lin, your hand is injured, do you want to go and have a look? Otherwise, there will be blisters!"

The chicken soup in the thermos is the same as the freshly brewed...

Lin Xingqiao looked at the chicken soup spilled all over the floor, and there were some chopped green onions left...

She got up from the ground all at once, and ran out of the hospital hall regardless of the severe pain in her hand.

The policeman's eyes widened, and he cursed secretly, "Damn it, what's all this?"

Ahhh, this kind of thing is really only the Chu team can handle it well!

He couldn't stand Miss Lin anymore...

(End of this chapter)

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