Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

The wall lamp was on in the ward, and Nangong Cheng felt a stick similar to a wooden stick placed at the door.

The basin at the door of the bathroom is full of clothes and water.

Nangong Yue didn't notice that someone was close to him. He was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Nangong Cheng took up the basin and poured it on Nangong Yue's face

"Ah..."

Nangong Yue woke up with a start. Before she could react to the tingling on her face, she was riding on her body, and the staff greeted her on her face and body.

Nangong Cheng picked up her stick. At the thought of her child, the stick in her hand was waving on the struggling woman.

"Help... Help..."

Nangong Yue was dragged to the floor. Nangong Cheng kicked and beat, and finally got angry.

The gauze on Nangong Yue's face had long slipped, and she couldn't even open her eyes. The basin of water was mixed with washing liquid, and the whole person shrank into a ball and shouted for help.

"My face, who are you... Doctor..."

Nangong Cheng kicked hard. She bowed her head to avoid the monitoring in the corridor and quickly returned to the ward.

"Cheng Cheng, you? Why are you covered with water? " Han Jingshu woke up vaguely and saw Nangong Cheng sitting by the bed. She was a little lost and had scratches on the back of her hands.

"Sleep! I just washed my face. " Nangong Cheng told Han Jingshu.

Han Jingshu finally fell asleep.

Nangong Cheng changed into a patient's suit, wrapped up the changed clothes and threw them into the dustbin.

Nangong Yue's face has been disfigured. Ji Liangchuan, I see what you can do.

Nangong Cheng sat in front of the window with dementia, staring at the dark night sky.

Nangong Yue's cry for help startled the nurse.

The nurse was shocked and called the doctor on duty.

"Mrs. Ji... What's going on?" The doctor on duty was frightened, and Nangong Yue's face was almost miserable.

"Hurry... Inform the operating room. You are all the same... "

Nangong Yue pushed the operating room for surgery again. The head nurse and the nurse were pale at the door.

"Go and see the surveillance, Ji... Liangchuan will pull our skin, go..."

The nurse was frightened and went back to the monitoring room step by step.

On his way here, President Liu called Ji Liangchuan.

"What's going on? She is Mrs. Ji. How could such a thing happen? You... Found out who it is? "

The nurse and the security captain came quickly.

"Dean, the monitoring on the third floor is being repaired. There is nothing."

"Presumptuous! You're fired. "

"Dean..."

The sweat on President Liu's forehead is falling. He can't afford to go.

"Dean, it's my dereliction of duty. When Mrs. Ji had an accident, it was just in the middle of our shift. There was nothing in the ward. There should have been a fierce fight. We have cleaned up the ward. What should we do? " The head nurse was in a hurry.

"President Ji will arrive soon. You can do it yourself. I have repeatedly told you to be careful..."

"The most important thing is... Ji's big face is estimated to be out of control."

Nangong Cheng listened to their conversation in the corner of the emergency room. It's best to die.

It was you who ignored our sisters and ruined everything for me. I will let you double the burden. If you don't let me feel better, I won't make you happy.

In a burst of rapid footsteps, Nangong Cheng saw Ji Liangchuan coming to the emergency room with only his shirt and a little messy hair.

Nangong Cheng hid in the mouth of the building until the footsteps disappeared. She didn't go back like a puppet.

Look, how nervous he is?

Once she was a little uncomfortable, Ji Liangchuan would be half nervous.

Now?

It's a great irony that he only works for Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue, I want to see if you can stare at the same face as me and disgust me.

Dean Liu stood there in a row with all the nurses involved.

"Say, how's it going?"

Ji Liangchuan wanted to go in and have a look. He didn't have time to clean them up.

Dean Liu gave a look, and the party ran away with running for their lives. Only he stood behind him.

"Not yet, not yet."

"It's your responsibility. If you can't find anyone, go away. Everyone, including tonight, can bury my wife." Ji Liangchuan turned around and grabbed president Liu's collar. The killing intention in his eyes almost made president Liu pee.

At first sight, President Liu was left aside by Ji Liangchuan.

"Yes... I see." Liu Yuan walked away with his long legs holding the wall soft, with a cold sweat on his back.

Burial!

What should I do?

"Go and find someone for me!"

"It's estimated that we've already run away. Where can we find someone..."

"If we can't find the culprit, we all have to bury him. Will you?"

President Liu was left in the office, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

It's over

Who on earth did they offend and even ran to the hospital to commit murder? He is sure of the pot.

Ji Liangchuan soon calmed down and his wife was attacked.

Who on earth has such courage?

Nangong Yue!

It must be this woman. She's in the hospital today, and she's still wearing hospital clothes. Who else can there be besides her?

"Go and catch Nangong Yue for me!"

"Yes."

Only Ji Liangchuan and his bodyguard were left in the corridor. He waited anxiously.

The child is gone and her face is... What should she do?

Nangong Cheng is a person who loves beauty. How can she have my vicious compatriots and sisters.

Born to a mother, why is the gap so large?

……

The heavy door was pushed open from the inside.

"How's it going?"

"Mr. Ji, I'm still awake. The wound on the face... The wound is infected. She was hurt all over, and the man who started her tried his best. Fortunately, there is no fear of life! " The doctor didn't dare to see Ji Liangchuan for fear that he would be kicked to death by the majestic man in front of him the next second.

Ji Liangchuan was so angry that he almost tore up the man standing at the door. He tried to calm himself down.

Hoo!

Ji Liangchuan turned around and followed the nurse to the VIP ward. The nurse stood at the door.

Nangong Yue hasn't used anesthetic yet. His face is wrapped in thick gauze, and the wound on his lips

This scene stimulated Ji Liangchuan's heart. He sat down sadly and held Nangong Yue's hand.

The generous patient clothes also failed to cover up the bruises on her arm. Ji Liangchuan couldn't describe his mood at this time.

He stared at the bruise on Nangong Yue's neck. She lay quietly on the hospital bed. If it weren't for the slight breathing, he mistakenly thought there were no vital signs.

blamed.

Dare to touch his woman?

If it's not Nangong Yue, it's... A competitor of Ji's group recently.

Who could it be?

Ji Liangchuan is really bored. Things of the group are one by one

The wife keeps having trouble. What link is wrong.