Chapter 7

The man's eyes flashed a touch of Yin ruthless, also stood up, ridiculed: "angel in white! Can you do anything you can't help? When you get mixed up with rich men, you forget your old lover? "

Ann Little Joe stopped and looked at Yan Xizheng, who was cruel to him in surprise. His words were so mean that it was heartbreaking. Was this the big boy he knew?

"What are you talking about? What rich man am I with? "

An Xiaoqiao's whole body trembles and his heart is broken.

"Don't pretend to be confused with me. When I was with you long ago, I knew you were a charming child. If you were taken care of by such a rich man as Ling shaotian, can't you give me a hand?"

Yan Xizheng's words were mean and suffocating, and even the expression on his face was distorted to a strange degree.

No matter how things are, an Xiaoqiao clearly understands one thing, the Yan Xizheng she knows.

He died.

Or, she didn't understand Yan Xizheng at all.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You'll get out of my life later. I didn't know you!"

An Xiaoqiao turns around and walks away, but her words change in Yan Xizheng's heart. When she is taken care of by Ling shaotian, she no longer admits that she has known him. There is a great spirit of abandoning history.

"Good, good..."

Yan Xi is pressing on an Xiaoqiao's shoulder. In pain, an Xiaoqiao clenches her teeth and forces her to turn around.

"Look at these photos, do you still admit that you and Ling shaotian have come together?"

Yan Xizheng is holding a variety of photos of an Xiaoqiao and Ling shaotian when they are together, which makes an Xiaoqiao at a loss for a moment, and his face is full of panic. Has the matter of finding a cowherd been exposed?

Yan Xizheng sneered, "don't cry if you don't see the coffin. If the richest man in Asia is willing to support you, can't you help me find some money?"

After hearing Yan Xizheng's words, an Xiaoqiao, who had been in a daze, couldn't turn her head for a moment. However, her strong psychological quality of many years as a doctor reminded her that she must be calm and calm at this moment.

This man's name is Ling shaotian? And from Yan Xizheng's mouth, he even said that he is the richest man in Asia?

Or is he not a cowherd at all? In a trance, an Xiaoqiao's mind even came up with the cover image of Hurun hundred rich list.

What's going on?

Yan Xizheng looks at an Xiaoqiao's panic stricken face, and is sure that an Xiaoqiao has nothing to say. "I tell you, an Xiaoqiao, for our past sake, I won't pass on these things. Give me ten million in three days, otherwise don't blame us for Tearing our face!"

An Xiaoqiao has been silent for a long time. Although she doesn't know the identity of the man named Ling shaotian, one thing she can be sure of is that Yan Xizheng doesn't think he is looking for Niulang. Since he doesn't have the handle, an Xiaoqiao doesn't think he has anything to fear.

"Whatever you want, no money is no money!"

Anxiaoqiao turns around and walks away. Yan Xizheng looks silly. He thinks anxiaoqiao, who always cares about her image and is timid, will obey, but he doesn't expect that she doesn't care at all.

"Good! If you want to die, you will die together. Ling shaotian has a fiancee. If you let that woman see him with you, I promise you will die miserably! "

After Yan Xizheng's cruel words, he no longer pursues an Xiaoqiao and turns around and runs to the hospital.

Anxiaoqiao represses her fear and calms herself. Instead, she follows Yan Xizheng. The man's eyes are full of blood. She can't judge what crazy things Yan Xizheng is going to do.

"Are you crazy? What do you want to do?"

Anxiaoqiao kept yelling behind him.

Hospital hall, overcrowded, they are busy with the hands of things, expression or sad, or thanksgiving, or panic, outlines a pair of people.

They ran to the hall of the hospital one after the other, only to hear Yan Xizheng yell out: "what a broken hospital! The attending doctor's style is not good at all. He can even do the work of being taken care of! "

In the noisy hall, it quiets down instantly. Countless eyes focus on Yan Xizheng and an Xiaoqiao, pointing back and forth. Many people recognize an Xiaoqiao.

"Isn't that woman the doctor in charge of physiotherapy? She's taken care of? "

"It can't be true. What if this man talks nonsense?"

Yan Xizheng a successful smile, eyes full of victory, as if to say, this time you are satisfied?

He holds Ling shaotian's picture of an Xiaoqiao in his hand to show his threat. Once these are published to the public, an Xiaoqiao will not want to be a good man any more.

"You wretch!" Joe stamped his feet in anger.

At the end of the speech, I don't know when groups of black Mercedes Benz gathered at the door of the hospital. Almost at the same time, they opened the door, and a large number of black bodyguards came down from wulala.

No one dares to stop them at all. It's like a brave man rushing forward. The appearance of this group of people once again set off a high tide of the masses. Everyone's eyes look at them together.

In a few seconds, Yan Xizheng and an Xiaoqiao were surrounded by these people. No one could see what happened inside.

I can only hear the roar of a man killing a pig.

"Ah! Ah

tragic beyond compare in this human world.

After a few calls, the man seems to have lost his breath, but he can still feel the blow of fists into the flesh and the sound of broken bones.

Quiet, it's terrible.

All of a sudden, the bodyguards of the outside retreated quickly and orderly, and saw a man full of evil spirit pulling Yan Xizheng's foot with one hand, dragging out all the way, dripping blood constantly extending.

In the dean's room of the hospital, an old man with gray hair is smiling and compensating, "Dean, my young master is such a temper. Please don't take it seriously."

It was Uncle Xiang who spoke.

He took out a check and gave it to the president. "We will make good compensation for the loss of your hospital caused by this incident."

Xinghua people's hospital set off a big wave, the president was about to say something impassioned, "money? You think it's just money. "

But when he saw the string of zeros on the check, he quickly put on his presbyopic glasses and was shocked for half a day.

"And please forgive me." Uncle Xiang sincerely holds the president's hand.

"Oh, it's not in the way, it's not in the way." The president's cold sweat almost came out, "excuse me, is your young master?"

Uncle Xiang saw that the president had loosened his mouth, and his tone was soft: "my young master's name is Ling shaotian."

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Xinghua City is a metropolis with a population of 20 million, adjacent to the inland sea in the East and the mainland in the West. It is an international famous economic and Trade Center. In such a modern city, there are stories of joys and sorrows and farces of irony and absurdity all the time.

Deep in a lush forest stands a brightly lit palace, rich and noble as if it were a fairy tale without eating fireworks.

Rows of black Mercedes Benz surrounded by a Rolls Royce phantom have entered.

In the car, an Xiaoqiao looks at the man in front of him in disbelief and has nothing to say. But an Xiaoqiao is convinced that he is not a cowherd who sells his body to earn money, but Ling shaotian, the richest man in Asia.

Finally, the man turned his head and drew a bewitching smile from the corner of his mouth. "Woman, don't you know me?"