Behind him, there was also a group of men in suits and leather shoes, like bodyguards, who acted quickly, and went downstairs to control the hall on the first floor that had fallen into disorder, and even the director of the hospital followed behind him, as well as special assistant Han Junze.

Gu Lianlian raised her eyes and looked, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo, who did not show up again for three days, would stand up when she fell into the cusp of the storm again.

With a noble step, he descended the stairs and walked towards him.

A slim black wool coat outlines his nine-headed figure to be particularly strong and erect, with a warm white cardigan inside, a simple black and white match, giving people a feeling of being so elegant and noble, warm and rich, dazzling that people can hardly take their eyes off.

"Be careful, sir, that female murderer is infected with the A(F2H1) virus, if you get close to her, you will be infected." There was a nymphomaniac woman in the hall on the first floor who blushed, and she couldn't help but remind her.

It was the one who asked Gu Lianlian why she didn't die, she had never seen a man like Mo Shaozhen with a sudden temperament and handsome facial features, she had long forgotten that she was scolded just now, and she just wanted to speak out at the moment to attract his attention.

Subconsciously, she straightened her hair and tidied up her appearance.

But Mo Shaozhen didn't even give her a single afterglow, the man who was the only one directly took her words as air, and his footsteps didn't stop for a moment, and went straight towards Gu Lianlian.

"Miss, please pay attention to the wording!" Han Junze walked up to the woman and scolded coldly.

At this time, on the electronic display screen in the hall on the first floor, there was a text message from the S City TV station:

"Let's take a look at the latest report sent by our reporter from the front, three days ago in a hit-and-run traffic case on Peilang Road, the real culprit has been arrested by the police, and the suspect announced by the police is just the opposite, the real culprit is the suspect's husband, Huo Yang...... The truth is outrageous, this is a bad case of planting blame for a seriously ill wife after a hit-and-run! ”

No way? Is that so? The people who are hiding around are whispering.

The tip of Gu Lianlian's nose was sour, even though those people still avoided her, but the disgust in her eyes had faded, and she showed a little sympathy.

Is this what Mr. Mo deliberately asked someone to play?

But looking at Mr. Mo's tall figure, getting closer and closer to herself, she subconsciously retreated.

"No, don't come here, stay away from me......"

If she really got the A(F2H1) virus, she couldn't harm her life-saver!

But as soon as she took a step back, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand steadily, and a pair of strong arms supported her waist before she fell.

This action startled her: "Mr. Mo, let me down...... It's a deadly epidemic......"

Recently, there has been news about the epidemic abroad, and there is no drug to counteract the A(F2H1 virus) yet......

Isn't he afraid of being infected?

The man responded to her by holding her straight towards the elevator, domineering and strong, calm and calm.

Han Junze was already quick to press the elevator button.

Mo Shaozhen walked into the elevator with her in his arms, and when he turned around, his dark eyes swept outside the hospital door, the vehicle sent by the National Center for Disease Control and Prevention, with a faint voice and a strong aura: "Don't be afraid, everything has me!" ”