Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Although it is not to say that this ward is so bad, after all, it is also a private high-level hospital, but compared with the one just now, it is simply a world of difference.

Not to mention that its area is only one-fifth of the size of the ward just now. Except for the hospital bed and a bedside table, there is almost no room for other things, and there is not even room to turn around!

Moreover, the walls are quite old, the ceiling is very low, and the walls are seeping water, it feels like no one has lived in it for a long time.

Because there is no trace of popularity in the air, and there is also a smell similar to disinfectant.

Huanyan couldn't help thinking of the wards that she had been to when she was a volunteer in France. They were usually for the very poor or the mentally ill. But these were nothing, and she was not the daughter of a rich family. , it doesn't matter.

However, she also found that the quilt on the bed had a disturbing color, as if no one had used it for a long time.

Moreover, the most frightening thing is that there is a window in this room, but the window is facing a wall, which does not let in a ray of light.

Even so, there are still iron railings half the thickness of someone's arm on the window, like the fangs of a wild beast, tightly surrounding the window!

Huanyan turned around and found that the door was also equipped with an iron door with iron railings on it. It felt like this was a secret room.

She looked at Dr. Mo in disbelief, her lips trembling: "This...is this really...is it really the ward that Chen Jue asked me to live in?"

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"It's true!" Dr. Mo looked around the ward and sighed secretly.

I don't know where this young mistress has provoked Situ Chenjue again, it's so strange!

Just now, the two returned you and me, and they almost got fired because they wanted to get close to her and say something.

But the CEO called and ordered the director to transfer the young lady to the worst, darkest, dilapidated, and unbearable ward. It was as if the man who loved his wife like the apple of his eye didn't exist at the beginning. !

At that time, the dean was so frightened that his face turned blue, and after confirming the meaning of President Situ again and again, he said helplessly: "President Situ, although we don't know why you treat your wife like this, but our hospital But in high-level private hospitals, the wards you mentioned are only available in public hospitals where the poor go, but we really don’t have them here!”

At this moment, Dr. Guan who was beside him suddenly remembered that there really was such a place in their hospital, but no one had lived in this ward for many years.

It used to be used for patients with neurological problems, so thick iron railings were installed on the windows and doors, and the facilities inside were also extremely simple.

Hearing the conditions of that ward conveyed by the dean, a blood-red sneer appeared on the corner of Situ Chenjue's mouth: "Okay, there it is!"

The dean couldn't believe his ears, so he distinguished again: "Mr. Situ, are you... are you sure? Your wife, Mrs. Situ, is a delicate beauty, and she is not in good health now. You...you let her live like that The place……"

"I said let her live! Let her live! What? How do I treat my wife? Do I still have to report to you? Dean!"

Hearing Mr. Situ's cold tone, the dean complained endlessly, and wiped the sweat from his bald head: "Okay, okay, yes, yes..."