Chapter 20

After listening to Yan haoshe's words, Lin YuYan's face was very ugly. He got up, put the soup on the edge of the hospital bed and said, "Xiao Nuan, I'll go first. Pay attention to your health."

Luo xiaonuan nodded without expression. It seems that Yan Haoyi, the great devil, wants to find Lin YuYan's trouble. It's better to let him go now, so as not to get into trouble.

When Lin Yuyan leaves the ward and walks to the door, he takes a look at Yan haoshe and looks back at Luo xiaonuan on the bed. It seems that the atmosphere between them is a little strange, but he doesn't ask much, but he is still a little worried about Luo xiaonuan

Only Luo Xiaowen and Lin Yuyan are left in the ward.

Da, Da, Da.

Yan haoshe walks step by step to Luo xiaonuan on the bed.

Luo xiaonuan's face was cold and he didn't talk or look at Yan Haoyi.

On the sickbed table, a cup of delicious soup was still smoking. It was very unpleasant for Yan haoshe to see it. He covered the box with the soup and took it away.

Luo xiaonuan didn't speak in the whole process. He just looked at him and seemed to insult himself by saying one more word with him.

Yan haoshe threw away the cup of soup that Lin Yuyan sent, and put another cup of soup on Luo xiaonuan's table.

After putting down the soup, he left without saying a word.

Watching him leave, Luo xiaonuan's eyes are full of doubts

He's here to deliver her soup?

A delicious soup came into her nose. It smelled very good. Although Luo xiaonuan was very hungry, he didn't have the courage to eat what the king of hell sent. What if it was poison?

She lay down and the soup didn't move at all, but the greedy insects in her stomach were all hooked up and her stomach growled.

In the end, he took the soup from Yan haoshe

Yan haoshe stares at Luo xiaonuan in the surveillance screen, drinks soup, and then goes out of the monitoring room and says to Leng Sen, the assistant beside him:

"I'll give you another half day. If I can't see that boy tonight..."

Lengsen is Yan haoshe's best friend, Meticulously replied: "it's the boss."

When Yan haoshe finished this sentence, the stick in his hand made a crisp sound, which broke in response to the sound.

Leng Sen, as Yan haoshe's number one subordinate, moves very quickly. What's more, he has already determined the general range of Luo fan's location. By 7:00 p.m., Luo fan has been secretly taken to Yan haoshe's VIP ward.

"Be honest with me!" Luo fan was pushed in with his wrist tied by his backhand and knelt down in front of Yan haoshe. He was covered with blood and had suffered a lot.

Yan Haoyi was sitting on the sofa with his legs folded on the tea table, while he was playing with a cold scalpel in his hand.

"Who sent you to assassinate Mr. Yan?"

Leng Sen hands in person, grabs Luo fan's hair and asks coldly.

Luo fan glared at Yan haoshe, snorted coldly, and did not speak.

Pop

A strong impact sound came, Leng Sen pressed the collar of Luo fan and hit his head into the corner of the coffee table.

Luo fan's forehead instantly blood gushed down his cheek. It looked terrible.

His actions continued, while Yan haoshe, sitting on the sofa, seemed to turn a blind eye to this. He focused on the scalpel in his hand, and his eyes reflected the cold light of the scalpel.

Until Luo fan fell to the ground and blood flowed down the floor, Yan Haoyi raised his hand and motioned his men to stop.

"Arfan, right? As long as you tell me who ordered you, I may consider letting you die."

Luo fan still looked at him coldly, and he bit his teeth and refused to say a word.

"Not really?" Yan Haoyi gave a low smile and looked at Luo fan's eyes full of evil.

Yan haoshe threw the scalpel on the ground at random, and coldly gave an order: "waste his leg."

The people under his command immediately picked up the scalpel on the ground, gave it a firm grip, pressed and pressed Luo fan's leg, and was about to prick it into his thigh. If it went on like this, the leg would really be useless.

Suddenly a voice came from outside: "assistant!"

Luo xiaonuan, who is still wearing a medical suit, rushes in. Yan haoshe's men seem to know that this woman has an indescribable relationship with her boss. Yan haoshe doesn't stop her or stop her.

"Luo fan, you get out of the way, let me in..." Luo xiaonuan came in and saw Luo fan falling in the pool of blood, almost fainted.She burst into tears in an instant, and knelt down on the ground in a hurry, covering the wound on Luo fan's knee, trying to help him stop bleeding.

But no matter how hard she tried, there was no way to stop the blood gushing out.

Red blood stained Luo xiaonuan's hands, soaked her clothes.

"Luo fan, Luo fan, you hold on, you must hold on..."

Luo xiaonuan quickly climbed over, raised Luo fan's head, held him tightly in his arms, and let tears flow wantonly on her face.

And Yan haoshe just looked at everything without saying a word.

This one, named Luo fan, seems to be a hard stubble. He doesn't reveal a word even though he is beaten and tortured.

Physical torture can't be interrogated any more, only emotional cards can be played. People he knows may ask something, but Luo xiaonuan seems to be very familiar with him.

"Xiaole, Xiaole is in their hands..."

After finishing this sentence intermittently, Luo fan completely lost too much blood and fainted.

"Luo fan... Luo fan..."

Luo xiaonuan exhausted all the strength of her body, carried Luo fan on her back, bent and dragged him step by step towards the door.

Yan haoshe's people look at Yan haoshe and see that he seems to have no objection, so they quietly let Luo xiaonuan go.

Yan Haoyi's eyes narrowed slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Mr. Yan..." I've been following him for so long, but I don't understand Yan haoshe's intention.

"Send someone to keep an eye on him."

It seems to be a bit of a sight

Luo xiaonuan carries Luo fan, who is covered with blood, leaving traces of blood on the ground. The traces of blood go all the way to Lin YuYan's office. When Lin Yuyan comes out with the news, he sees Luo xiaonuan carrying a bloody man.

"Xiao Nuan, what's the matter?"

By the way took her back on the Luo fan, Lin Yuyan regardless of what happened in the end, hurried to carry Luo fan to the operating room.

The operation has been going on for more than four hours, Luo xiaonuan has been waiting outside the operating room, with Cheng Xiao by her side.

Luo xiaonuan from the beginning of the wailing, to later directly cry out, empty eyes, pale as a ragged doll.

Until Lin Yuyan came out from the operating room, Luo xiaonuan's eyes, it just restored a little look.

"Dr. Lin, what's the matter with him?" Luo xiaonuan holds Lin YuYan's hands tightly, and his dark eyes are full of hope.

"Although his life has been saved for the time being, due to excessive blood loss, it's not certain when he will wake up. You should be psychologically prepared."