"The little security guard has been locked up for twelve hours, is there any reaction from the Ye family?"

Master Li's study.

Old man Li and the old butler played flying chess.

The old butler said, "There is no movement. In my opinion, this little security guard is not a very important pawn for the Ye family. ”

Old Man Li smiled and threw the dice, a six, and happily got out of a plane.

Then we talked about something else.

"Old lady, Zhang Qin has been kneeling outside the door for three hours."

Ye Family Annex.

The old doctor respectfully waited for Mrs. Ye.

Mrs. Ye threw away her cigarette gun, "The good son she gave birth to, an illegitimate son who doesn't learn and has no skills, actually dares to ask the Ye family to correct his name?" ”

The old doctor said euphemistically: "After all, his father is the meat that fell from you, and this is your own grandson." ”

"If you don't know how to be humble, don't do it!"

Old Madam Ye closed her eyes, "Let Zhang Qin stop kneeling, and tell her that she is still young, so she should not have given birth to this son." ”

……

"Mr. Li, Chu Feiya's call."

Wang Xiaolu raised his eyes, and Li Ruobing raised his head behind the desk, "Transfer over." ”

The call came to Li Ruobing's side.

Li Ruobing asked, "Is it Mrs. Ye?" Or Chufia? ”

Chu Feiya said: "Chu! ”

The corners of Li Ruobing's cold and arrogant mouth rose slightly, "Chu Da Meiren, you are busy with money, why do you have time to call me?" ”

Chu Feiya said: "Don't do things that you will regret for the rest of your life. ”

Li Ruobing smiled, "I, Li Ruobing, never know how to write the word regret." It was the femme fatale who actually called me, a sworn enemy, for a small security guard, which surprised me! ”

Click!

The phone was disconnected, Li Ruobing listened to the blind voice, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a larger arc.

Wang Xiaolu seized the opportunity and prepared to intercede with Zhang Liang again, "Mr. Li has been twelve hours, look ......"

Li Ruobing's face turned cold.

Wang Xiaolu hurriedly shut up.

Li Ruobing said: "Remember, you are my assistant, not the assistant of the little security guard." Next time, you, the assistant to the executive director, don't have to be either. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li."

……

Twenty-four hours later.

Zhang Liang was in an endless nightmare, like a dead dog who was sent to the Li family infirmary.

One stitch down.

Zhang Liang woke up from a nightmare, stared at the beads, rolled his eyes, and fainted again.

Zhuang Yan, a special doctor who has been on the battlefield, stumbled because of this glance, and stood firm on the hospital bed.

Liu Yan knew who Zhuang Yan was, and was worried about killing someone, "Doctor Zhuang, this little security guard won't be so unsuccessful and be locked up to death, right?" ”

"Are you sure the man was pulled out of the claustrophobic chamber?"

Zhuang Yan exhaled with palpitations.

That glance just now reminded her of the serious injuries she had been brought down from the battlefield.

No, it's more terrible than any serious injury coming down from the battlefield, the moment you open your eyes.

Just now, she couldn't help but think of the stumps and broken arms, the mountains of corpses and the sea of fire.

"Hmm!" Liu Yan nodded nervously, "It's only been twenty-four hours, this waste won't really be locked up, right?" ”

"I can't die."

Zhuang Yan shook her head and couldn't help but smile secretly: If you are a person who has experienced the baptism of the battlefield, the limit of the claustrophobic room is about seventy-two hours.

This man turned into a puddle of mud in twenty-four hours.

Judging by the coagulated blood stains on his fingers and the back of his hand, he had collapsed and started to scratch and smash the wall more than ten hours ago.

This kind of person is also an existence with low willpower and extremely poor ability to resist pressure among ordinary people.

Respect the young lady's two words: waste.

"If you can't die, it's fine!"

Liu Yan glanced at the hospital bed contemptuously, told Dr. Zhuang to wake up and inform her, and then took the person away.

Cough! Cough!

At about two o'clock in the morning, there were two coughs in the ward.

The nurse who was guarding Zhang Liang reported it.

Zhuang Yan buckled her white coat sleepily and walked into the ward, "Awake?" How does it feel? ”

"I want to go to the toilet, and I'm hungry."

Zhang Liang actually woke up early, but the endless nightmares seemed to have been experienced in person.

He closed his eyes and digested the feeling left behind when a small soldier killed the enemy again and again, and was killed again and again.

Yes, it's a deep-seated feeling.

Just like looking at Zhuang Yan who walked over, he knew that this woman had been on the battlefield, but she was a trash.

In the current environment, he has a hundred ways to kill this woman.

Wrong, it's a way.

Because a person can only die once.

"You've been on infusions, and your body isn't lacking in nutrients. Hunger is an illusion created by the stomach. ”

Zhuang Yan felt Zhang Liang's greasy gaze, frowned and stepped aside, "The bathroom is outside." ”

Zhang Liang passed by her.

Zhuang Yan grabbed one in disgust.

Zhang Liang covered his stomach and bent over, letting Zhuang Yan catch an empty spot.

Zhuang Yan was about to do it again, Zhang Liang poked Zhuang Yan's waist with a ballpoint pen, "If this is a battlefield, your kidney has been pierced!" ”

"You ......"

Zhuang Yan lowered her head and saw the ballpoint pen in Zhang Liang's hand, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Is this a ballpoint pen in her pocket? When did you end up in the hands of this waste?

Zhang Liang put the ballpoint pen into her pocket and inserted it.

Holding his stomach, ouch, ouch ran into the bathroom.

"There's a big problem with this guy!"

Zhuang Yanmu was stunned for more than five seconds, came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Mrs. Li Shao.

Thinking about it, he put away his phone again, "I am a private doctor of the Li family, I see a doctor when I am sick, and I am not sick to rest." ”