This woman is obviously scared to death, but she still looks stubborn.

Gong Junfeng is even more sure that she is Qiao Feifei.

No matter before or now, the ghost she loves to die has not changed at all.

"Gong Shao, the hospital has been contacted!" The doctor hung up the phone and walked to Gong Junfeng to report to him.

This is too efficient!

Wen Lirou couldn't help but let out a wail in her heart, and looked at the doctor with hatred in her eyes, hating him for helping Zou to abuse.

"Someone, take her to the hospital." Gong Junfeng looked at Wen Lirou coldly, and a trace of panic flashed in her black grape-like eyes just now.

"I ...... I'm tired and want to sleep, I don't want to go to some bullshit hospital. Wen Lirou looked at the bodyguard who was approaching her, and she was a little panicked.

Her eyes were frightened, and her body was as agile as a kitten and she was about to run in the direction of the big bed.

Gong Junfeng's face sank, his dark eyes were filled with murderous aura, and he grabbed the collar of Wen Lirou's clothes and said resolutely: "I can't help you!" ”

He didn't want to waste precious time here with her, he just wanted to find what Wen Lirou had taken away as soon as possible.

"Mr. Gong, please, I don't want to go to the hospital, I have a phobia of disinfectant water and that hospital!" Wen Lirou had tears in her eyes, and muttered softly to Gong Junfeng begging for mercy.

She knew very well that she was working against Gong Junfeng, and she didn't end well, so she had to change her tricks and turn into a pitiful worm.

Wen Lirou's big tearful eyes and long eyelashes trembling like a fan made Gong Junfeng lose his mind.

A familiar scene flashed in his mind, and Gong Junfeng stared at her with narrow eyes, just looking down at her in a daze.

"Miss Qiao, the wards booked by the Gong family are all VIP rooms, and there is no smell of disinfectant at all, and it doesn't look like a hospital." The guy had a soothing smile on his face and a gentle tone of comfort to her.

What a caring family doctor!

What a perfect touch-up knife!

"You're ......!" Wen Li looked at the doctor softly, she was really about to be angry with the doctor's kindness.

"What are you doing? Take her to the hospital! Gong Junfeng raised his voice sharply and scolded the group of bodyguards.

Wen Lirou looked at the bodyguard who was walking towards her, and her heart was desperate to the extreme.

This God is not kind at all, does this mean that he wants her to die at the hands of Gong Junfeng?

"Go up!" Gong Junfeng grimaced his handsome face, and pointed to the white Mercedes-Benz RV in a ruthless low tone.

Wen Lirou looked at the bodyguards standing on the left and right, and had to step forward obediently.

At a glance, Wen Lirou was amazed by the exquisite and luxurious interior of the carriage in front of her.

Expensive Persian carpets covered the entire floor of the carriages, leather sofas, refrigerators, everything.

This is a beautifully decorated small living room!

"Young Master, please sit down, I'm going to drive." The driver respectfully asked and slowly started the vehicle.

The scenery outside the window and the lights on the side of the road converge.

As the vehicle moved, it formed a long light and shadow, and quickly disappeared behind the car.

It seems that if you want to make an idea to escape here, it is impossible.

Wen Lirou glanced at Gong Junfeng, who was sitting next to her, his handsome side lines looked cold and ruthless.

With an iceberg-like face, Wen Lirou couldn't help but wonder if Gong Junfeng was made of ice.

Thinking so wildly in my head, a thick sleepiness swept in.

Qiao's Mercedes-Benz RV drew a beautiful white arc under the thick night.

With a sinking shoulder, Gong Junfeng couldn't help but tilt his head to look.