Chapter 8

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After getting out of the taxi, Qiao Mianmian flies to the hospital.

She ran so fast and so fast that she almost fell to the ground when she went up the hospital stairs.

On a black Rolls Royce parked not far away, the driver saw her rush into the hospital, thought about it, picked up her mobile phone and made a call.

After the call, the driver respectfully called out: "Mr. mo."

"What's the matter?" At the other end of the mobile phone, men's voice is low, cool and full of texture, like the low alcohol cello music.

"I've been following the young lady as Mr. Mo told me. Something seems to have happened to her family. She just took a taxi to the hospital. I don't think she looks well. She looks worried. There are acquaintances in the hospital here. Do you want to say hello to them? "

At ordinary times, the driver would not mind his own business.

This is the first time that Mr. Mo has asked him to follow others, and it's still a woman.

This woman came out of Mr. Mo's room this morning!

Only by this point, she has a special meaning to Mo Zong.

Before that, there was no shadow of a woman around them!

The man over there was silent for a few seconds: "follow me and have a look."

"Yes, Mr. mo."

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Hospital, emergency room.

When Qiao Mianmian arrives, Qiao Chen is still in the rescue.

After waiting for more than an hour, the closed door of the operating room finally opened.

The doctor came out of it one after another.

Joe Mianmian quickly walked over, grabbed the first doctor and asked in a hurry, "doctor, how's my brother?"

The doctor took off the mask: "the patient's vital signs have stabilized, and there is no life danger for the time being."

Joe Mianmian burst into tears: "so my brother is safe now, right?"

"It's like this."

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor!" She was overjoyed, tears falling one by one on her pale cheeks.

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China Film International.

President's office.

"Mr. Mo, this is the information of the lady who came into your room last night." Wei Zheng, assistant to the president, put the newly investigated data on his desk, and then respectfully stepped aside.

There was a man at the black desk.

The man is wearing a black shirt. The buttons at the cuffs and neckline are loosened. Two buttons are loosened at the front of the chest, revealing the sexy and delicate clavicle. Further down, you can see a more sexy and attractive breast muscle.

He lowered his head, looking through the stack of materials Wei Zheng had just given him.

At a low angle, the handsome face is still deep and charming. Whether it's a high three-dimensional bridge of nose or a tight and sexy thin lips, every part of his face is the best of the best, with absolutely charming capital.

The drooping eyes can see long, thick and curly eyelashes. That is the effect that many women brush with many layers of mascara.

Wei Zheng secretly looked at his boss, and then couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Even if he is a man, he is sometimes surprised by the beauty of his boss.

A moment later.

The man looked up after reading the information.

That handsome to incredible face looks very pale, eyes are also very cold.

"Second brother, you come to me."

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open and a man came in.