The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 211 Two Angry Men (1)

"As long as you wake up, I can do anything..."

As if he didn't realize his tears, Huo Qirui just pressed Du Liangchen's face.

Without that familiar aroma, the car was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Fu Xin did not turn around, but stared intently at the person in the rearview mirror.

Mr. was in tears...

Suddenly, Huo Qirui let go of Du Liangchen's face, and pinched her Renzhong acupoint with his thumb.

She can't die!
He will not kill the woman he loves the most like some people!

She can't die!
"Sir, don't pinch! The hospital is here!"

When the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Fu Xin looked back, Huo Qirui was still pinching Du Liangchen's Renzhong acupoint numbly and mechanically.

Huo Qirui picked up Du Liangchen and got out of the car and staggered a few times.

At the entrance of the hospital, doctors and nurses had already stood in a row, waiting there.

"Mr. Huo, leave it to us." Huo Qirui put Du Liangchen on the push bed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the dean's collar.

"We must save her!" The obsidian-like pupils turned scarlet, "Otherwise I will let the whole hospital be buried with me."

"Yes yes yes..." The old dean trembled a few times before heading into the operating room in a panic.

The fate of the entire hospital is tied to this patient, and it cannot be sloppy.

Joe's Manor.

"Brother, what's the point of reading these materials all day long!" Qiao Qi broke into Qiao An's study room again, and pestered him from behind, "Play with me for a while."

"ANGEL, stop messing around." Joan put down the information in his hand, and pressed the bridge of his nose wearily.

"Why don't you accompany me to the orphanage? Maybe you can meet Sister Liangchen?" Qiao Qi mischievously scratched Qiao An's neck from behind, and smiled softly.

"Okay, let's go see if your beauty's tears should be watered today?"

"Ah! My God! I almost forgot!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Qi flashed out of Joan's study like a gust of wind.

Qiao An looked at her rushing figure and shook her head helplessly.

Didi—the phone on the table was quiet all morning, and the sound of a text message came.

Qiao An casually picked up the phone and clicked on the text message.

Those short words instantly stung his star-like eyes.

what is this?
Is he wrong? !

After shaking his eyes, Joan stared at the phone again.

Without leaving a single word, I read it carefully.

Sender: [Good Day].

With a bang, the phone fell out of his hand and fell to the floor with a dull sound.

Suddenly, Qiao An jumped up, kicked the swivel chair behind him, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and rushed out the door in a panic.

"Prepare the car!" Joan yelled at the bodyguard at the door as soon as he went out.

The mobile phone kept dialing Du Liangchen's number, and the answer to him was always the beautiful violin ringtone.

"Still driving?!" Joan got into the car, and after waiting for a long time, the bodyguard still didn't drive, and became angry.

"Master, go...where?"

The bodyguard sat in the driver's seat with sweat on his palms.The current young master seems to have suddenly changed into a different person.

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, "Yunjing Mountain. Seventh District. Hurry up!"

A row of black Bentleys came out of Joe's Manor and galloped onto the road.

In the car, Joan stared at the text message on his mobile phone, reading it over and over again.

what happened?

He just sent her home yesterday?

today...

Will not.

Good day, wait for me.

I will save you.

don't do anything stupid...

(End of this chapter)