The President of the 1786 Season is now throwing a tantrum

"What's wrong with you? Why is there a quarrel in this hallway? ”

Zhang Manhua didn't understand what Mao Nana had done wrong, Qu Xiujie wanted to treat her like this, maybe he already knew some little secrets about Mao Nana, so he had to ask her to leave.

"Sister Manhua, I don't want to live in a small building anymore, just now I was talking to my uncle, and my uncle asked me to stay, and I was arguing with him, that's why I have the way you see it."

Mao Nana's voice was low, and she sounded like she had been greatly wronged.

"Did you say that Qu Xiujie asked you to leave?"

After listening to it, Zhang Manhua automatically understood all of Mao Nana's words.

Qu Xiujie stood aside, originally hearing Mao Nana's words, watching Mao Nana's eyes become more and more fierce, but when he heard Zhang Manhua's words, his heart sank.

What is he missing, why is there such a big tacit understanding between two women.

"Xiujie, what do you want to do, Nana lives well in the small building, why are you rushing to let Nana go?"

Zhang Manhua's eyes widened, looking at Qu Xiujie very seriously, and there was a trace of anger in his seriousness.

"Sister, didn't you hear clearly just now, it's not that I'm going to get rid of her, it's that she's going to leave by herself, how can you blame me, how could I be such a good person, how could I get rid of her?"

Qu Xiujie's eyes dodged, and the clearer he saw in Zhang Manhua's eyes.

"Do you think I don't know what you think, Nana has been working very hard, living well in our small building, you get rid of her like this, won't your conscience hurt, if she encounters something outside, no one comes forward to solve it for her, then what should Nana do, what should you do?"

Zhang Manhua's voice became louder, and the patients, doctors and nurses who were walking in the corridor all passed by and glanced at this side a few times, but they were so frightened by Qu Xiujie's savage aura that they quickly turned around.

"Forget it, I won't tell you, if you want Nana to go, then you have to ask Gege to see if Gege is willing, this small building was bought by Gege, including me, I don't have the right to let anyone in this small building go out."

Zhang Manhua glanced at Qu Xiujie, turned around and pushed Mao Nana's wheelchair to walk into the stairs.

The staircase was on the seventeenth floor, and it stopped for several minutes.

The more anxious the time was waiting, the more angry Zhang Manhua became when he looked at Qu Xiujie.

"What's the situation with this elevator, why hasn't it come up now?"

Zhang Manhua muttered, thinking that Qu Xiujie's attitude towards Mao Nana now is really embarrassing, thinking of Qin Qitong and Bi Zheng's wedding scene entrusted Zhang Manhua to investigate, but there is no chance to go until now.

All these worries have been thought about, but the elevator has not come up for a long time.

"Is this elevator broken? Why haven't you come up yet? ”

Zhang Manhua said to himself again.

"Oh no, there's a robbery happening on the seventeenth floor."

Qu Xiujie snorted lightly, looked at the back of Mao Nana's head, and felt pain in his heart, no matter whether Mao Nana was a spy sent by that person or not, he always hoped that he could protect this woman and protect her innocence and kindness.

"Xiujie, don't talk nonsense, this hospital is owned by Ziming's Ji company, how can there be any robbery, if it really happens, then Ziming will not be ......"

"Ding-dong."

The elevator door opened, and the corpse of a woman with no two arms was lying quietly in the elevator, her face had been bloodied, and the scene was particularly terrifying.

"Ahh

The group standing at the door of the elevator all screamed and hurriedly fled, but there were a few little nurses who had already weakened their legs trembling, not thinking about where they were going to escape, and they didn't think about whether their lives were going to be lost here today.

"Madame!"

Charlie's housekeeper was quick-eyed, and the moment he saw the elevator door open, Charlie Butler quickly pulled Zhang Manhua behind him, and one hand was even tighter on Zhang Manhua's eyes, the smell of blood was too familiar to him, and the source of all this was quietly staged in this terrifying elevator.

"Madame, don't move."

Zhang Manhua tried to take Charlie's hand away, but the moment he heard the screams of the people around him, he gave up, and just pressed the two handlebars of Mao Nana's wheelchair tightly, and the quiet appearance made Mao Nana around him tremble.

Although Mao Nana didn't shout, she was frightened, the beads of sweat on her forehead flowed down in large pieces, her face was pale like a blank piece of paper, and the whole person was weak and weak, just looking at everything in front of her, her stomach had begun to surge.

After a while, Mao Nana's eyes went dark and she collapsed on the wheelchair.

"Sister, go this way!"

Qu Xiujie held Mao Nana's head with one hand, and pulled Zhang Manhua to the other side with the other.

The earth-shattering murder in Ji's Hospital shocked all the Internet, newspapers, and all the news headlines at once.

A family of five in a small building was spending a quiet and happy afternoon, but was broken by a strange phone call.

Ji Ziming's mobile phone was on the table in the dining room, and as soon as he explained to the three Mengbao that he had cooked a fragrant tea and seafood noodles for Pei Ge today and the exquisite ingredients, he heard the mobile phone ringing on the other side of the table.

Xiao Ji Chi took the mobile phone and put it in front of Ji Ziming, his voice was innocent and gentle, "Daddy, your phone is ringing." ”

"Okay."

The corners of Ji Ziming's lips hooked, and he took the phone from Xiao Ji Chi's hand with gentle movements.

The phone number seems familiar, but Ji Ziming can't remember where he saw it.

The phone was connected, and an old voice rang.

"President Ji, long time no see, don't come unharmed."

Ji Ziming's suspicious eyes became deeper and deeper, and he glanced at Pei Ge and the three cute treasures who were discussing fragrant tea and seafood noodles at the table, and then walked aside and continued.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Ziming's voice was cold, as if it came from a high mountain, and the electric current was transmitted, becoming more and more cold, like a Yama who had crawled out of hell.

"Yo, President Ji doesn't care who I am now, it's really infuriating."

The old man's voice sounded quite meaningful, but in Ji Ziming's ears, he unexpectedly remembered that he had heard the exact same lines somewhere.

"Who are you?"

Ji Ziming's voice was cold, and it was even more full of angry majesty.

"Yo? President Ji is losing his temper now, I'm so worried. ”