Mr.Gu, sweet wife is so warm

In the hospital, Wang Dafu slapped his men with blood. Pointing to the empty hospital bed, he was so angry that the fat on his face was trembling and scolding. Even the patients in the corridor could hear his roar.

"What's the matter with you? Guarding an old woman who can't stand up can lose it? I don't think you want this job."

The slapped man silently covered his face and retreated to one side. Under the curse of Wang Dafu, he almost lifted the ceiling.

Just then, the door of the ward suddenly opened. Edson came in and didn't change his face when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Why is it so busy? Has it been the new year?"

Wang Dafu's eyes have twisted red blood. The whole face looks distorted and terrible. He glances at Edson and obviously has a suspicious look in his eyes. He coldly says to Edson, "my wife is missing. Do you know where it is?"

Edson frowned and wondered, "your mother is gone? I saw her lying in bed yesterday."

Wang Dafu looked at him for a long time, trying to find a clue from his face, but Edson's face was frank, not like lying.

He cursed in a low voice. The woman disappeared for no reason, couldn't wake up and couldn't walk.

An Xiaoli appeared in Wang Dafu's mind. His eyes narrowed slightly. Did that woman do it? It's not impossible.

Wang Dafu finally took a look at Edson and doubted that it would not be halved in his eyes. He whispered to his men to keep a closer eye on Edson. After that, he left the hospital, drove to an Xiaoli's office and walked directly in.

Wang Dafu glanced at the reporters waiting for an Xiaoli to appear at the door. Suddenly, he sneered and made a plan.

At this time, an Xiaoli is sitting on the soft sofa in the lounge, carelessly reciting her lines, and her mind is full of her mother who is lying in bed and seems to have an unknown life and death.

She frowned slightly and knocked on the armrest of the sofa with her index finger. If she thought, she must think of a way to get rid of the beast.

When an Xiaoli was deep in thought, the door was suddenly opened. She raised her eyelids. Wang Dafu with a disgusting smile and the reporter behind him were reflected in her eyes.

An Xiaoli frowned. Now the security system of the office is getting more and more imperfect. Even mouse shit can get in.

For a moment, the lounge was crowded with reporters. They were all holding cameras in their hands. The pale flash was flashing in front of an Xiaoli, which lit up the sinister evil in Wang Dafu's eyes.

He seemed to be possessed by the film emperor. In just one second, his eyes were immediately filled with tears, pretending to be a loving man who loved his wife but had to bear the pain of parting.

Wang Dafu complained bitterly to an Xiaoli in front of all the reporters: "Xiaoli, can you take your life if you pay for your mother's treatment? Why don't you give up your money?"

After a pause, he sighed and said, "I know you have always hated your mother, but now your mother is ill and filial piety comes first, can't you help us?"

An Xiaoli sat on the sofa and looked calmly at Wang Dafu's affectionate involvement in her fantasy role. She was unmoved and even sneered. When she saw that Wang Dafu finally worded his lines, she slowly put the script aside, put her other hand behind her back and quietly pressed a phone number.

"I have made it very clear that if you tell me the address of the hospital, I will naturally go to help my mother pay all the medical expenses, but you have been unwilling to say. I don't know who doesn't want me to treat my mother."

An Xiaoli gracefully overlapped her beautiful legs, and her sneering face became more beautiful. She even had a rose like nobility and coldness with a sharp edge. Her clean professional clothes added a trace of beauty to her.

Just sitting on the sofa, her whole body exudes momentum, which is as dignified and full of dangerous beauty as Empress Wu.

When an Xiaoli said this, the flash flashed faster, whispered among the crowd, and excited expressions appeared on everyone's face. Reporters like this reversal plot very much.

When an Xiaoli finished saying this, she was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Wang Dafu.

The phone she dialed earlier soon called people. These people were not security guards. They were in the uniforms of medical staff. Two big men came forward and grabbed Wang Dafu's left and right hands respectively, saying, "Sir, don't make trouble. You have to go back to the hospital to take medicine."

When Wang Dafu looked confused and forced, an Xiaoli smiled happily, "you're finally here. My stepfather's situation looks quite unstable and needs to go back to the hospital for another check."

Wang Dafu saw the badge on his uniform: Qingshan mental hospital.

Wang Dafu: "

What a cruel woman!

Wang Dafu didn't expect an Xiaoli to come back. He struggled frantically and scolded: "let me go! I'm not mentally ill. This woman is framing me! Let me go quickly!"

One of the men nodded and echoed with understanding: "I understand, I understand. Mental patients say so. Don't worry. After you go back, the doctor will prescribe more medicine for you."

Wang Dafu: "..." you don't understand, okay!

After Wang Dafu was pulled away, a group of security teams came late, all of them ran away with blue faces, followed the boss's instructions and deliberately smashed the reporters' cameras, so that the content in the lounge would not spread.

An Xiaoli saw that everyone had left. She had a sneer on her face and slowly recovered her expressionless face. She reached out, rubbed her temples, which hurt faintly, and looked at brother Chen who finally appeared. Her tone was particularly indifferent because she was tired.

"I think the security system of the firm is not very thorough."

After working with an Xiaoli for so many years, brother Chen naturally knows her temper. There is no smile on her face. When her tone is calmer, it means that her anger is stronger and stronger.

"The boss has dealt with this matter at the first time."

Brother Chen wiped the sweat on his forehead and saw an Xiaoli suddenly stand up. Subconsciously, he asked, "where are you going?"

An Xiaoli left the lounge without looking back, leaving only a faint sentence: "sorry, brother Chen, I'm very tired now, skip work for a day and have a rest."