Chapter 842: The Cold Muzzle

Gu Mianmian observed at the door for a while, Lin Junqian should have gone to the bathroom.

While it may be dangerous, there's never been a better time to do it.

Gu Mianmian turned her heart sideways and approached Lin Junqian's office against the wall.

The door of the office is only labeled with the name "Lin Junqian", which should be Lin Junqian's private office.

The door of the office was closed, and Gu Mianmian didn't see the eyes that looked at her from behind her gold-rimmed glasses not far away.

Lin Junqian's office is large and has a bright floor-to-ceiling window.

Gu Mianmian has been in this hospital for a long time, and this is the first time she has seen a window that can see outside.

She glanced out the window and realized that she should be above the tenth floor now.

She couldn't estimate the approximate height, only that her eyes were dizzy from the height.

She had been searching for a long time, but she couldn't find the door to get out of the hospital.

Now it looks like she shouldn't be looking for the door, she should be looking for the elevator.

A hospital without an elevator is like a prison in the sky, trapping people completely in it.

Gu Mianmian glanced out the window twice, turned her gaze back, and began to get down to business.

Although it is very important to escape, but now that time is pressing, Lin Junqian will come back at any time, and the most important thing is the case.

Lin Junqian didn't hide the case, and the thing was placed on the table very close to Gu Mianmian.

Gu Mianmian's brows furrowed, and he hurriedly picked up the case from the table.

The case was very thick and heavy, and Gu Mianmian looked at the name on the medical record again.

Last time, she read it right, this medical record did belong to her.

She opened the medical record and pulled out the documents inside.

Before her eyes could see the words on the medical record, something cold and hard pressed against the back of her head.

Gu Mianmian's throat moved, and the movements in his hands also stopped.

Her eyes were on the ground in front of her, and her hands were still halfway out of the medical records.

If she was not mistaken, it was a gun against the back of her head, a weapon without temperature.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Mianmian's body was able to move a little.

She slowly put the medical records back in the bag.

Looking at the back alone, I couldn't see that she was panicked, let alone that she was a person who was held against a gun.

There was a chuckle from the people behind him.

Gu Mianmian didn't stop the movements in her hand, but she already understood that the person who held the gun to her was not Lin Junqian, nor was it someone she knew.

The laughter was a little hoarse.

After the laughter, the man chuckled and said, "Miss Gu, please take care of you when you meet for the first time." ”

As he spoke, the muzzle of the gun and Gu Mianmian's head came closer.

Gu Mianmian's eyes narrowed slightly, his palm slowly raised, and he made a gesture of surrender, "Sir, the way you ask for more advice is really strange." ”

The man behind him didn't answer Gu Mianmian's words, he used his hand that didn't hold a gun to take away the medical record in Gu Mianmian's hand, and said coldly: "Miss Gu, is your medical record good?" ”

Gu Mianmian struggled to distinguish the voice, and her palms were still raised, "I haven't seen it yet, and you're coming in." ”

"You haven't seen it yet? Who are you, Lin Junqian's friend? ”

"You haven't seen it yet?"

The man's voice was a little surprised, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but pause.

Gu Mianmian nodded, "Yes, I didn't see it." ”