Chapter 567

An Xiaobei is familiar with men's voices.

A woman's voice is no stranger to an Xiaobei.

When he opened the door and walked towards the sound making bedroom, an Xiaobei felt that his scalp was numb, but his heart seemed to stop beating and didn't feel anything.

In the bedroom, Liang Haibin is naked on the upper body and wearing flat underwear familiar to an Xiaobei on the lower body. He is pressing behind a woman who is also naked on the upper body. The fingers that once swam on an Xiaobei are crawling on the back of another woman.

In this situation, the blind man will not make a mistake about their relationship!

"Comfortable?" Liang Haibin leaned down and asked, biting the woman's earlobe.

"Well, try harder." A woman's voice is sexy and charming.

"Is that all right?" Liang Haibin changed his strength.

"Well, yes, that's it." The woman let out a comfortable groan, "well, I was tossed to death last night."

"Hehe, aren't I just waiting on you now? My wife..." Liang Haibin's hand was skillfully massage.

With a bang, an Xiaobei kicked open the half closed door.

The two people on the bed were startled.

Liang Haibin looked back, "An'an, why are you here?"

The woman on the bed covered herself with a quilt and looked at an Xiaobei with pride and show off.

"You're surprised I'm here!" An Xiaobei's tone was very calm. "Are you disappointed that I wasn't put in prison?"

"How could it be? What was the result of the hearing?"

"How's it going?!" An Xiaobei didn't get angry but smiled. "Don't you know better when you ask the woman in your bed?"

When she was a doctor in the Department of anesthesiology in Beili hospital, Zeng Xiaoni's younger sister, who was also a doctor in the hospital, was also a doctor of the Department of anesthesiology.

The woman was jealous of an Xiaobei's superb skills and was deeply loved by the Department Director. She often made some small moves to trip an Xiaobei from time to time, but these troubles were easily solved by an Xiaobei.

Unexpectedly, this time, she made such a vicious move that she was directly kicked out of the hospital.

An Xiaobei held his arm and grinned, but his eyes were full of resentment. "Doctor Zeng, why don't you come out to testify today?"

Zeng Yanni wrapped the white sheet around her and stood up gracefully. "I don't need to come forward in person for these things. Don't you know that money can move everything?"

"Hehe, is money great?" An Xiaobei stepped back. "I'll appeal now. I won't let it go."

"You've figured it out. If you appeal, I'll report you as a black market doctor and privately help patients with surgery. When you see it, it's you or me!" Zeng Yanni raised her chin and looked at an Xiaobei with a high attitude. "At that time, even your tutors and your colleagues who had black market surgery with you will have to finish one by one."

"Yanni, you promised me not to say anything." Liang Haibin looked at Zeng Yanni's expression with anger, "Ann won't appeal, and don't poke things out."

"Hum, as long as she doesn't appeal, I won't say it."

"Why?" An Xiaobei looked at Liang Haibin puzzled. "Did I do something wrong?"

"An an..."

"What's wrong with me? Or am I sorry for you?" An Xiaobei questioned Liang Haibin, "you not only betrayed me, but also betrayed me and my mentor?"

Liang Haibin opened his face and didn't answer an Xiaobei's question.

Zeng Yanni took his arm, Tell an Xiaobei in a winning tone: "It's not a betrayal. Smart people choose better ones. You're right, but I'm better than you! It's more worth asking him to pay for me. Look at you again. Your hair is shorter than men. Every day is jeans and T-shirts. There's no femininity. Which man can stand you? Also, as Haibin's girlfriend, you think of Gu Sijia in our hospital Dean, after so many years of contact, there is no connection or kiss except holding hands with Haibin. Do you still want to keep yourself as a jade for Dean Gu? Don't be funny. The daughter of a poor family like you doesn't even deserve to lift shoes for president Gu. "

An Xiaobei ignored Zeng Yanni's provocation and looked at Liang Haibin, the man who had taken great care of her in the past, "is this the reason why you have been busy recently?"

Liang Haibin is still silent.

"Did you know that the medical accident was related to her?"

Zeng Yanni was impatient. "Why do you ask so many questions? Yes, medical malpractice is my responsibility, so what? I have money and casually hook my fingers, so I am willing to sell my own daughter to help me make a false confession. If you are not satisfied, go back to your father and don't blame my man..."

"Yanni, stop talking." Liang Haibin was a little sad when he looked at an Xiaobei, "an an..."

An Xiaobei was very sad and struggled to breathe the turbid air around him, which made his unconscious heart start to feel faint and dull pain.

On the desk next to the door, an art knife spits out an inch long blade, which is flashing a sharp cold light, luring people to commit a crime.

An Xiaobei's brain was hot. He rushed over and took it in his hand. Without thinking about it, he stabbed the woman who made her lose her job, father and boyfriend at the same time.

Zeng Yanni was frightened and quickly hid behind Liang Haibin.

Liang Haibin stood in front of Zeng Yanni, and his palm subconsciously blocked an Xiaobei's knife.

The knife fell on the floor, and an Xiaobei's big tears rolled across his cheeks.

Although the blade of the art knife was sharp, the fixed buckle was not opened, and the tip of the knife would shrink back when touching a hard object. Liang Haibin only pricked a little flesh on the palm of his hand, and there was no more drop of blood.

"I'll call the police and accuse you of deliberately hurting people." As soon as Zeng Yanni saw that the crisis was over, she immediately picked up the mobile phone at the head of the bed.

"Yanni, No." Liang Haibin stopped Zeng Yanni, turned to an Xiaobei and said, "even if I return this knife to you, you go. We'll never have a relationship in the future."

"I see." An Xiaobei opened his mouth and smiled more ugly than crying. "Then I wish you flowers and fruits as soon as possible, and then die early and go to hell early."

This childish curse tells the unwilling and resentment in an Xiaobei's heart.

Leaving Liang Haibin's house, an Xiaobei wandered aimlessly in the street.

She wanted to find a place to cry. However, looking at the hurried pedestrians and the towering buildings around, an Xiaobei found that she couldn't find a place to accommodate herself in this world.

Why do you feel colder and colder? An Xiaobei touched his arm. No, it was not the cold outside his body, but the cold in his heart. Bursts of cold feeling seemed to freeze himself.

Unable to help it, an Xiaobei found a corner, squatted down, curled up like a baby, and couldn't help crying out.

Sure enough, I don't deserve happiness.

An Xiaobei looked at his open palm, as if happiness was flowing from the open fingers. He felt pain and had nothing to do.

When an Xiaobei was at a loss, her forgotten mobile phone rang again. When she responded and picked up the phone, the bell had stopped.

Several missed calls showed the same phone number. Yang Yonghua, an Xiaobei's mentor.

An Xiaobei sucked micro plug's nose and dialed the phone. The other party quickly answered, "Miss Yang, are you looking for me?"

"Are you all right, child?"

A question turned an Xiaobei's unwillingness and anger into tears again, "teacher..."

"Child, where are you? Are you with Haibin?"

Hearing the teacher's question, an Xiaobei quickly adjusted his mood, "no, teacher, I'm sorry to worry you."

"Well, if you have time now, come to me."

The tutor's words made an Xiaobei feel that his body temperature was rising. After hanging up the phone, an Xiaobei dried his tears and took a taxi to the faculty dormitory of Tongcheng University.

The tutor's house is on the first floor. Far away, an Xiaobei saw the gray haired tutor standing by the door and looking in his direction. His eyes were blurred by tears again.

Accompanying tutor Yang standing side by side is the tall and straight figure of a man. His back is facing her on the phone. He can't see his facial features, but the vaguely familiar figure makes an Xiaobei's heart beat