Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

No matter what, Yan Shuirou did what she did today in the final analysis, reaping the consequences of herself, and it has nothing to do with her Yan Xiaye at all.

Signing the critical illness notice with trembling hands, Li Beicheng sent the doctor away, turned his head to stare at Yan Xia Ye fiercely, but couldn't find any trace of guilt or anxiety on her face.

In the next second, the man seemed to be so powerful that he picked up Yan Xiaye from the ground, threw it heavily on the door of the operating room, pointed at the door and shouted angrily: "Yan Xiaye, you caused all this!" Yes, Shuirou is dying now, you kneel down immediately!" "Li Beicheng, kill me if you have the ability!" He fell heavily on the cold ground, Yan Xiaye's neck was stuck, his eyes were as sharp as knives Without giving in, Li Beicheng's flesh and blood were pierced with swords, "Even if you beat me to death, I will never kneel down and talk softly!" As she spoke, she put her hands on the ground and wanted to stand up, but she was shocked to find that her limbs were numb and cold. Totally refused to listen to her orders.

Oops, Sister Xueer said that if you take too much of that inhibitor, there will be sequelae. Could it be at this time?Li Beicheng smiled coldly, stepped on her calf that was trying to push hard, and his voice was soft like a devil whispering: "You think I have no way to punish you, do you?" After finishing speaking, he didn't look at Yan Xia Ye's reaction, Directly invite the bodyguard to whisper a few words.

Yan Xiaye's eyes were red, and he shouted with the last bit of strength: "Li Beicheng, you protect Yan Shuirou wholeheartedly. If one day you realize that what you are protecting is not a white lotus at all, don't beg me for forgiveness!" Immediately afterwards, the bodyguard also showed surprise, remained silent under Li Beicheng's murderous gaze, and leaned over to approach Yan Xiaye.

"Young Madam, I'm offended.

"Apologize in a low voice, the bodyguard grabbed Yan Xiaye who was immobile, put her on his shoulders, and walked out of the hospital without looking back.

Yan Xiaye was flustered and at a loss, but his lips and tongue were gradually numb, but he couldn't even make the simplest sound, let alone shout for help.

The bodyguard didn't care why Yan Xia Ye was so silent, he just put her into the car step by step, turned on the car navigation to enter the address, stepped up the accelerator and drove towards the destination.

Since he was using typing, Yan Xiaye was worried along the way, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.

As the wheels rolled forward, she had no idea of ​​her destination, let alone the terrible punishment she would face.

However, Yan Shuirou is Li Beicheng's favorite woman. In his opinion, she personally forced Yan Shuirou to commit suicide, and the consequences can be imagined.

Several hours passed, and the car stopped firmly in front of a small white four-story building.

Yan Xiaye didn't know if Li Beicheng had other plans, but as soon as the car stopped, medical staff in white coats came out of the small white building carrying a stretcher.

After the driver's bodyguard agreed, they quickly opened the car door, rigidly fixed Yan Xia Ye, who couldn't speak or move, on a stretcher, and carried him into the building.

The bodyguard also got out of the car, half a step behind a nurse who was in charge of registration, and the sound of the conversation drifted into Yan Xia Ye's ears along the wind.

"Sir, may I ask what the patient's name is, and has there been any other medical history besides mental illness?" "The name is not important, you can just write it down.

"The bodyguard was thoughtful, and loyally carried out Li Beicheng's order: "When her illness flares up, she is quite violent, and the diazepam is always ready. Please don't take it lightly.

The nurse chuckled slightly, and was not surprised at what the bodyguard said: "It's easy to say, as long as the hospitalization fee is okay, we don't care about the patient's past."

"Hearing this, Yan Xiaye's heart tightened, and he finally understood the origin of this small white building.

Thinking of the four or five hours' drive from Jianghai, and the nurse's careless file records, this place should be a mental hospital in Jianghai City, or something particularly irregular.

As for why the bodyguard didn't allow the nurse to register her real name, presumably it was to delay the time for the old lady to find her, and to make her suffer enough among a bunch of real lunatics.

Comprehending the malice of Li Beicheng's arrangement, Yan Xiaye shivered with cold in his bones in the scorching summer.

Once again, she fell into a predicament and couldn't help herself, and the instigator was Yan Shuirou!She swore that it would be fine if Yan Shuirou really died in the hospital, but if Yan Shuirou didn't die, she would make that pair of scumbags pay for what they did!At the same time, the bodyguard paid the hospital admission fees and watched Yan Xiaye's stretcher disappear at the end of the corridor.

After completing Li Beicheng's explanation, he drove back to Jianghai without stopping.

In the corridor where the operating room is located, Li Beicheng looked at the person passing by with red eyes, and asked without emotion: "Have you been sent there?" "Yes, young master.

The bodyguard hesitated a little, but couldn't help but add: "Master, if you think it's wrong, I'll go and bring the young lady back immediately."

"Even if Yan Xiaye did something heinous, she is Li Beicheng's wife after all, she is the young wife of the Li family, and she should not be humiliated and thrown into a mental hospital anyway.

However, Li Beicheng didn't care about the thoughts of a mere bodyguard at all, his mind was full of Yan Shuirou who didn't know life and death, and he reprimanded impatiently: "You don't have a place to talk here, get out.

"The bodyguard nodded respectfully, turned around and left without saying a word.

Originally, he wanted to ask when he would bring the young lady back, but the young master himself didn't care, so why did he risk reminding him?Behind him, the operating room door opened again.

Li Beicheng rushed to the door anxiously, staring at the doctor who took off his mask with burning eyes: "How is the situation?" The doctor let out a long breath, with a smile on his face: "The patient is out of danger, and his heartbeat is also stable. it's over.

"...In the mental hospital, Yan Xiaye was put on a straitjacket and lay on the bed by the window like a corpse.

After a few injections of Valium, her mind went blank, and she couldn't lift her strength even with love or hate.

Behind the snow-white curtains, the sky slowly turned dark.

Accompanied by the noisy sound of crying, laughing and crying in the corridor, the patients who were killing time in the small garden downstairs turned around one by one, and Yan Xiaye also saw the patient who was in the same room as her.

It was a girl who looked about 20 years old, holding a teddy bear tightly in her hands, and smiling innocently.

"Sister, you're finally back!" Seeing Yan Xia Ye in the ward, the girl cheered unexpectedly, pushed away the nurse who was blocking the way, and ran to Yan Xia's bed in three steps at a time, too lively She circled around her anxiously: "Where's my little brother? Did my sister come back to see me with my little brother?"