Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

The door of the ward was suddenly opened again, and Ma Zai walked in, his sharp gaze swept around, and he landed on the paper bag on the bedside table: "Hey, Miss An, I'm here to take away the young master's things."

"..."

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The slender hands took out a carton from the packaging bag.

Open it again, seeing the contents in the paper box, Sikong Zeye's eyes froze. [

At the same time, a card fell out of the carton.

On the heart-shaped card, write with highlighter:

[I wish Mr. and Mrs. will always be happy together.Happy newlyweds, Merry Christmas. 】

Sikong Zeye glanced at the gift box a few more times, his gaze deepened, and he began to walk back, his steps getting faster and faster.

He sprinted up—

"Master?" Ma Zai and several bodyguards hurriedly followed.

"drop--"

The elevator that came up opened, and Sikong Zeye quickly walked out of the elevator.

How would he know - the elevator next door opened just a few seconds before him, and Bai Yunshang walked into the elevator.

One came in, the other went out, Bai Yunshang held her chest tightly and coughed, she didn't look up, and she didn't see Sikong Zeye who fell back.

The elevator door slowly closed in front of her.

Sikong Zeye ran to the door of the ward, the door was open, and a nurse was making the bed.

And □□ is already empty.

"The patient left just now. We tried to dissuade her for a long time, but she was determined not to stay... With such a serious illness, if she doesn't get proper treatment, her life will be threatened. Really..."

Sikong Zeye turned around in a gust of wind, and ran back.

Of the elevators he had just used, one stopped on the first floor and the other stopped on the top floor. His hand pressed the switch vigorously over and over again.

Then he couldn't wait any longer, for fear that Sikong Haoran would meet Bai Yunshang before him.

He turned around and ran towards the entrance of the corridor, and Ma Zai and other bodyguards also stepped forward to keep up.

This is the sixth floor. [

The winding staircase seems to have no end in sight.

Bai Yunshang walked out of the hospital gate, looked at the winding street lights on the street, and didn't know which direction was the destination she wanted to reach.

Of course she would not be so stupid as to stay in the hospital and wait for Sikong Haoran to appear.

The antidote is not important, and the illness is not important. Now, there is no difference between her life or death.

The night wind is very cold.

Apparently it had just snowed, and the sidewalk was covered with a thick layer of snow, so I stepped on it, soft and soft.