Aimer fell into deep thought, the car shuttled in and out of the light, and the mottled shadows were reflected on most of her face, cold, depressed, and painful.

"Director, what's wrong?" The assistant asked a little worriedly, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Lan Xiyun, but-

"Don't." Aimer slammed her back, her lips turned pale, and after biting hard for a while, she snuffed out her cigarette so badly.

"Your hand ......" The assistant was stunned, and the cigarette butt that was still burning was extinguished with his fingertips, didn't it hurt at all? Director, why don't you go to the hospital? I'm not at ease with you. ”

"No, I don't." Ai Yimo frowned, the wound in his chest, even if it had healed, as long as he breathed, it would be a dull pain.

The assistant looked at Aimer uneasily, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, so he said to the driver, "Go to the hospital immediately......"

*****

The hospital was silent in the middle of the night.

Luo Qifeng looked at Fang Yirou, who was sleeping deeply, and asked the dean for a while, "Why did she suddenly faint?" Just now, she cried and cried and suddenly stopped talking, at that moment, his heart was overwhelmed, how should he really treat this woman.

"Miss Fang is just too emotional." The dean said in a low voice: "However, judging from the report just checked, Miss Fang is a little fetal misposition......

Luo Qifeng rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, "Is there any problem?" ”

"This has to be examined in detail to find out......" The dean's hand was shaking slightly, there were some facts, he really didn't want to hide anymore. It's just that it's come to this, what's the use of saying it?

Thinking of this, the dean sighed, and then said, "Mr. Luo's complexion doesn't look very good, why don't you do a detailed examination tomorrow?" ”

"No, I don't." Luo Qifeng turned his back, his tall body looked so decadent and haggard. However, as he looked into the silent night, Aimer was supported by his assistant and walked outside the ward.

The sound of high heels on the floor, one after another, is so clear, it's a pity......

Luo Qifeng, who was in a state of decay, couldn't hear it at all, let alone open the door and rush out.

……

Aimer's whole face turned pale, and after treating the wound, she almost suffocated in pain, stiffened and walked on foot, forcing back her tears. Luo Qifeng's three shots failed to kill her, but-

She pressed her chest with her sweaty palms, where the tattoo needles were most dense. When needle after needle pierced the skin, the demon's mark could no longer be erased.

Humiliation?

Ai Yimo smiled, compared to the pain left by those three shots, what was the humiliation?

When the dean walked out of Fang Yirou's ward, he happened to see Ai Yimo and his assistant walking into the elevator. He was stunned, and always felt that this figure was a little familiar, so he walked over quickly.

"Are you...... Miss Ai? The dean also walked into the elevator, and after a closer look, he didn't feel like it. This woman's chin is a little pointy, and Aimer, even when she was skinny in the past, doesn't seem to be so pointed?

Also, this woman wore a pair of big sunglasses in the middle of the night, her black eyebrows were slightly raised, and she didn't feel docile at all, feeling like a female star who didn't want to be recognized.

Ai Yimer didn't answer, she wasn't worried that the dean would recognize her, anyway, sooner or later, everything would have to be broken, wouldn't she?

The elevator door slowly opened on the third floor, and a doctor walked in, he seemed to be very nervous, and when he saw that the dean was also in the elevator, he lowered his voice and said, "The latest examination report is out, do you want to tell Mr. Luo......"

The doctor kept his voice to a low voice, and what he said to the dean later, Ai Yimer couldn't hear it clearly. However, she can be sure that the doctor mentioned two words - Xu Pei.