Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

The noisy crowd fell silent immediately, and looked at Li Aoran who was slowly walking out of the hospital lobby with fearful eyes—the pistol in his hand was still emitting billowing white smoke.

Li Aoran, who was wearing a military uniform, was imposing and majestic.

"You people, you only want gossip news, don't you want to kill yourself?! Be restless, the bullet just now passed through more than just air!!" Li Aoran spoke in a low voice. It was low and indifferent, but it made everyone feel cold.silent.

A piercing cold gaze killed him.

Those foolish reporters disappeared without a trace with a bang.

"General—" a guard stepped forward and shouted respectfully.

Li Aoran glanced at the two guards who had just wrestled with the reporters and their foreheads were bleeding, and he ordered in a low voice: "Take them down to treat their wounds."

"Yes!" The guard gave a standard military salute, then ordered two guards, and helped the injured person walk into the hall.

When Li Aoran turned around and was about to go upstairs again, he spotted Mu Wanqing who was pinned to the floor by six burly and tall guards, unable to move.

The corners of her eyes were bruised, and the corners of her mouth were dripping with bright red blood.

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't stand it, and she didn't even have a chance to die, but her eyes were arrogant and indifferent.

Li Aoran frowned, and couldn't help frowning.

The captain of the guard saw Li Aoran staring straight at Mu Wanqing, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be... General, do you know her? !

Just as he was about to greet those six people, he panted heavily and tried his best to let go of the guard who was holding down by the frantic Mu Wanqing.

Li Aoran said coldly: "Miss, it's okay, it's better not to mess around. You don't have the ability and qualifications to break into this hospital."

Saying that, Li Aoran asked the guards to throw her out, then warned Mu Wanqing a few words, turned around and went upstairs.

Mu Wanqing lay on the ground, like a little animal that was about to die, and cried out weakly but hoarsely: "Let me meet An'an, let me meet my son..."

She was really desperate.

I have never felt that the isolation that I admire where I make up my mind will be indestructible, just like an iron cage.

No matter how she struggled, how desperately, how she tried her best, she couldn't break in even a little bit.

Hearing Mu Wanqing's sobs, Li Aoran's sharp black eyes suddenly tightened...

Her... son? !

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Mu Wanqing followed Li Aoran to the operating room on the fifth floor, and the moment she caught sight of Yang Mufan, she lost control of her emotions, rushed forward frantically, grabbed his clothes, and shouted loudly: "Yang Mufan, you How did you take care of An An?! Why did he get sick, why did he go to the hospital?! What did you do to An An?!"

"..." Compared with Mu Wanqing who was furious and excited, Admiral Fan was extremely calm.

He stared coldly at the woman whose red eyes were bursting with rage, her thin lips, and said a word indifferently: "Three seconds, take your dirty hands away..."