A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

Ne Xiuer nodded, turned and left.

When everything was almost arranged, Nie Xiyu finally couldn't hold on anymore, and squatted down while leaning on the wall with his legs weak.

She has no energy all over her body. She has never liked being the focus of people for so many years, and she doesn't want to be the kind of person who can command and lead others, but today she is on the point, and has to force herself to act like a qualified person. leader of.

Ruan Peichen stood in front of him from West Elm, and blocked Ne Xiuer's fist for him without dodging or hiding, and was a little dazed.

He didn't expect that Xielm would rush in front of him to block Nie Xiuer, although this was not the first time Nie Xiyu did this, but just now she blocked it too quickly, as if subconsciously...

After the police arrived, the people at the door of the operating room dispersed.

Ruan Peichen saw Xiyu squatting on the ground, so he walked over.

Bending down to pick up his clothes from the ground, Ruan Peichen stood in front of Xiyu, and said, "Nie Xiyu, an unsuitable person insists on standing in a suitable position, and it will only lead to pain."

West Elm held on to the wall with his hands, his knuckles were pale, which made people feel pity.

She slowly raised her head to look at Ruan Peichen, the corners of her eyes were tired.

Ruan Peichen looked down at West Elm's misty eyes, and there was an unspeakable emotion in his heart. Such eyes were too weak and innocent, and they were not suitable for fighting on the battlefield.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, Ruan Peichen's expression returned to his usual indifference, his thin lips lifted slightly, and said: "Whether Mrs. Ruan's position is good, or the leader of the Yangxin Group, you are not competent, and you don't have enough ability to stay here. location, understand?"

As Ruan Peichen said, he stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Xi Yu's chin. His cool fingertips carried the faint tobacco fragrance on his body, like a poisonous snake, slowly fell along Xi Yu's cheeks, and then pressed against her bright red on the corner of the lips.

Xiyu lowered her eyes, avoiding Ruan Peichen's aggressive gaze, and said nothing.

Ruan Peichen let go of West Elm two seconds later, and walked out of the hospital slowly with his suit on his arms.

Nie Xiyu's temperament is so stubborn that he doesn't want to turn back even if he bumps into the south wall.

But before Ruan Peichen reached the car, he was stopped by a policeman.

"Mr. Ruan? At the door of the operating room just now, someone saw you beating the patient's family members. The family members want to sue you, so you have to follow us back for the time being."

Ruan Peichen frowned slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed between his brows. He actually forgot about this matter. The police must know that he was also involved in the chaos at the door of the operating room.

"I see."

Ruan Peichen and the police returned to the hospital. While walking towards the hospital's conference room, Ruan Peichen called his lawyer and asked him to come over.

On the other side, Nei Xiuer, who was injured in the chaos just now, and his family members came to the conference room together just after the physical examination.

West Elm was sitting inside, and on the right were the chief of the hospital's medical dispute handling department and several staff members who had not appeared just now.

On the left are several doctors and family members who are onlookers.

When Ruan Peichen entered the meeting room, there was already a quarrel inside. Although the police kept trying to dissuade and maintain order, they couldn't persuade them at all.

Ruan Peichen didn't want to go in when he heard the noise in the meeting room, but he just took a step in, and a teacup flew towards his head!