Chapter 767： can't afford to offend

Chapter 767

The gloomy voice made the doctor panic for a while, "Mr. Li, this is indeed... just a scratch..."

looked at the pale woman on the hospital bed, who had no consciousness at all, her brows and eyes instantly became a little angry again.

"Just scratching her and walking into Hell's Palace like a ghost?!"

When he said that, he seemed to have stabbed one of his nerves, and his anger increased, and his gloomy voice suddenly became colder.

"Go find me the best doctor! If I don't cure her right away, I will tear down this hospital!"

The sound of    was close to a roar, and almost everyone in the entire ward was so frightened that their hearts and hearts were broken, and all of them were stiff and did not dare to move.

"Mr. Li calm down, I...I'll go..."

No one would doubt the authenticity of Li Tingshen's words, otherwise, who would be willing to flatter.

It is a fact that the rich and powerful cannot afford to offend.

But……

What is the origin of this woman? !

Mr. Li is usually completely moody and intangible, and no one has really seen him get angry and angry.

Now for such an unknown woman...

Who in Pingcheng does not know that the popular actress in the entertainment industry, Liang Xuer, is the person that President Li holds in the palm of his hand?

A woman who has undergone plastic surgery has become popular in the entertainment industry!

Announcement film appointment is soft, she always chooses the script for acting, not the director chooses her.

But she never only goes to the female lead. Sometimes in the script, the second or third female characters are more pleasing than the female lead, and she naturally bears the brunt.

She is very good at positioning herself, so the effect of the performance is also very satisfactory to the director.

Therefore, although everyone is unhappy with her, they cannot deny every role she plays.

Liang Xuer is a very smart woman.

However, although her acting skills are a little bit, there are countless other artists who are better than her.

Playing big cards is difficult to serve, but no one dares to say that she is not.

Isn't all this because Li Tingshen is protecting her by her side?

But now it seems...

I have a cold in other wards, although I am also a delicate master, but compared to this...

The doctor couldn't help but glance at the weak woman lying quietly on the hospital bed.

What's the matter with this guy?

Although there is a lot of lace news on Mr. Li, he has never seen him really value any woman except Liang Xuer so much.

Doubts remain in the bottom of my heart, and I dare not stay any longer. The doctor leads people away in a hurry, leaving only silence in the ward.

Li Tingshen walked slowly from the front of the bed to the front of the hospital bed, still with some cold and sharp eyes on Ye Qingqiu's pale face.

The emotion in his eyes gradually settled down.

She was extra quiet and peaceful when she fell asleep.

bent over and sat on the bottom edge, his eyes slid over her face and gradually landed on the hands she put in front of him.

The snow-white gauze was wrapped neatly, and the bruises on the white wrist became even more dazzling.

That was his masterpiece.

He slowly stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, where there was still dried blood that belonged to her.

Thinking of her just violently resisting his touch, his calm face gradually turned gloomy.

You already suspect that you have that filthy disease, but now you hate his touch?

Ah.

stood up from the hospital bed, Li Tingshen walked to the sofa and sat down.

Waited until the afternoon, Ye Qingqiu's eyelashes trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is a piece of white, white ceiling, white quilt, and the rest are warm-colored wallpapers with high-end three-dimensional patterns. The furnishings in the room are luxurious and high-end.

Some stiff eyes rolled slightly in her eye sockets. She subconsciously wanted to change her body that had been in a posture for too long, but the nerves were involved. The pain in her knees and the pain in her hands instantly pierced her and took a deep breath. gas.

Li Tingshen was sitting on the sofa, his slender legs were folded together, one hand supported his side forehead, and he was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing a subtle voice, his eyes suddenly opened.

The emotion that burst out of his eyes at that moment was absolutely vigilant and gloomy.

For a moment he looked up and saw the woman on the hospital bed moving.

stood up and walked to the front, reaching out and pressing on the quilt on her body.

"Wake up and start tossing?"

Ye Qingqiu paused slightly, then suddenly raised his hands.

The    muscles were pulling on her pain nerves, and her face had just turned a little rosy because of her deep sleep, and her blood had faded a little from this action.

Li Tingshen's pupils shrank slightly, but he retracted his hand.

"Squeamish."

He almost habitually uttered two words indifferently, with disgust and impatience in his tone.

Ye Qingqiu's heart twitched slightly, and his eyes swept across his fair and clean hands.

's slightly pursed lips moved, and her throat was hoarse from the long-term pain and sleep.

"Have you...did you see a doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, a "humming" sound was unusually loud in the room with only two people.

Li Ting glanced at her lightly, turned around and picked up the ringing mobile phone from the coffee table.

did not answer, just hang up.

then picked up the phone, turned around and left the ward without saying a word.

Ye Qingqiu didn't know that he couldn't speak to stop him.

Some things, if they are fated, no matter how much she asks, they can't change the facts.

looked at the medical equipment beside him, only to realize that this might be a hospital.

The design of the senior ward in the hospital is comparable to that of the presidential suite in a five-star hotel.

grandiose.

The common people of Ming and Ming Dynasty are hard to find even an ordinary bed, and they don’t know how many beds this room can fit into an ordinary ward.

twitched his lips, worrying about eating radishes.

Sure enough, I was used to the poor life, and even my thoughts became so disgraceful that I couldn’t get on the stage.

The wound on her body really hurts when she moves, so she just lay upright on the bed and motionless.

Squeamish?

Yes.

She is not denying it.

He is so impatient now, and he doesn't know how he spent so long with her back then.

In the quiet corridor of the senior ward, Xiao Chu stood in front of Li Tingshen, relieved.

After checking the time for an afternoon, I can finally make a good difference.

"Mr. Li, not long ago, Wang Liping, the younger brother of the Wang family, went to the eighth mansion to take a fancy to Miss Ye, but failed several times, and finally got angry and tried to force him in the box... Miss Ye stabbed him with a wine bottle in a hurry. During the struggle, he was also scratched by the bottle slag. Not long after that, Wang Liping was found to have AIDS... Miss Ye was very ruthless, Wang Liping's blood was everywhere, and Miss Ye was injured that night, so she was there. Check today..."

Li Tingshen's face didn't look much better, and his eyes looking at Xiao Chu exuded a cold and faint light.

"I checked this for an afternoon?"

of course not!

(end of this chapter)