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outside the operating room.

Five people stood guard at each end of the long corridor. After Xiao Jiu arranged the matter properly, she hung up the call from Fan Qi, and then walked towards Liang Feicheng who had been sitting on the bench outside the operating room.

The overcoat he was wearing was darker than usual, making him very gloomy and cold.

But if you look closer, you will find that he is still wearing the dark coat he had before leaving London. The reason why the color is darker is that his body is stained with a large amount of blood, a large amount of blood from the thin and pale woman.

At this moment, he looked down at his blood-stained hands, his side face was dark and gloomy.

Xiao Jiu walked very lightly, as if afraid of disturbing him.

No one knew better than him how Liang Feicheng worked day and night during the two days of his business trip. No one knew why he worked so hard. The workload originally planned for a week was completed in two days.

It seems that there is something in Yanjing City waiting for him to come back to deal with, or there is someone he wants to meet.

But even so, what he saw was the man who was orderly and strategizing, as if everything in this world was under his control.

But later on the plane, after receiving a call from sister Zhang, the nurse, he saw that the man who had always been calm, self-possessed, and calm when things went wrong seemed to suddenly lose all his demeanor at that moment.

The furious and bloodthirsty emotions were all vented in an instant.

Because Qiao Nan was gone.

Suddenly the door of the operating room opened, and the man with a gloomy face raised his eyelids. The turbulent waves in that glance seemed to be able to set off a mountain torrent and tsunami.

The nurse ran out sweating profusely and shouted, "Who among you has type AB blood? The patient lost too much blood, and the blood bank in the hospital is running out of blood. It will take time for other hospitals to send it urgently."

"I am." A cold and restrained voice came.

The nurse looked at the man, hesitated for half a second, then shook her head in horror, "Third Young Master, I'd better ask other people first."

Xiao Jiu quickly lifted up her sleeves, "I don't know what kind of blood I am, so I should have time to test my blood type now, right?"

"It's too late," the nurse nodded, "then hurry up..."

The veins on Liang Feicheng's forehead twitched. He suddenly grabbed the nurse's arm, lost his usual demeanor, and dragged her to the blood preparation area. His voice was very low and hoarse, trying to restrain himself: "Draw blood."

The nurse was trembling and dared not do anything.

Liang Feicheng's jaw tightened, "If you tell me to vape, you will vape. As a medical staff, is there a distinction between life and death?"

"I know Third Young Master," the nurse nodded heavily, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, she hurriedly turned around to fetch the disposable medical equipment,
The dark red blood flowed into the blood bag along the transparent tube. Liang Feicheng stared at the blood bag that was gradually filling up, and his thin lips were pursed into a sharp straight line.

The nurse lowered her head and looked serious, but suddenly she heard the man's hoarse voice asking her, "How is she?"

The nurse was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "The situation is very bad, she has lost too much blood, and her physical condition is very poor, but don't worry, the doctor is doing everything possible to save her."

Many, the nurse didn't dare to say, but she lowered her head and didn't see the man's restrained eyes flickering with panic, and the tightened jawline suddenly straightened.

After the nurse drew the blood, he sent the patient to the operating room without stopping.

The light from the ceiling light in the corridor stretched the man's tall and straight figure into a slender figure, Xiao Jiu hurriedly went up to him, "Third Young Master, are you alright..."

"That man, is he dead?" Liang Feicheng's cold voice was like a sharp knife, tearing through the gap in the air.

Shocked by his majesty, Xiao Jiu lowered her head, and said in a deep voice, "He's already dead."

Liang Feicheng's bullet pierced the man's chest and hit his heart ten meters away, so there was no possibility of him surviving.

Liang Feicheng's eyes were full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness, and he whispered, but every word was like ice: "It's too cheap for him."

"Has Su Qingyang been caught?"

half an hour ago.

Du Meixin was feeding Su Qingyang to drink water. Since the confession letter was published in the newspaper, her husband has never set foot in this hospital again, and her daughter has fallen into a state of depression. She is heartbroken every day, but she is helpless.

But today her daughter seems to be in a much better mood and smiles at her.

This is a good start.

Suddenly the door of the ward was kicked in from the outside, with a bang, the door hit the wall heavily, and then three men in suits and leather shoes came in from the outside, blocking the door!
Du Meixin recognized one of them at a glance as the person who was standing next to Liang Feicheng in the Liang mansion that night.

Immediately, alarm bells rang out in my heart, and I looked at them warily: "What are you going to do! We have already published the confession in the newspaper according to Liang Sanshao's words, what else do you want!"

"Take it away!" Fan Qi gave an order, and the two bodyguards behind him quickly stepped forward.

Du Meixin's face changed drastically, she tried her best to protect the hospital bed, and cried loudly: "Where are you taking my daughter! Why are you arresting her!"

"Then ask your good daughter what she did!" Fan Qi scolded coldly.

Rao is a person who doesn't like to lose his temper. When he saw Qiao Nan covered in blood, he couldn't help but shudder. What kind of hatred would torture a living person like that?
The bodyguard easily pushed her away, and then dragged Su Qingyang out of the hospital bed roughly. Du Mei shouted heartbroken: "Let go of my daughter, let go of her!"

Su Qingyang's face showed a terrified expression, and she cried out heart-piercingly: "Mom, Mom, it hurts so much, save me! Help me!"

Du Meixin chased her out, but was stopped by Fan Qi at the door, Fan Qi's face was as cold as the king of Hades: "If you dare to catch up, the third young master will definitely crush your Su family!"

Du Meixin sat paralyzed on the ground, and could only cry on the spot to return her daughter to her...

Qiao Nan was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse in the early morning.

After nearly six hours of rescue, the person was finally rescued.

In the intensive care unit, Qiao Nan didn't know how long it took before she opened her eyes. What she saw was not the gray cement ceiling, but a pure white one. Her heartbeat was pounding, like a nightmare, and she was sweating all over her body.

She turned her head and saw a man sitting on the sofa. The man's eyebrows and eyes were his usual cold, with a well-defined side face, cool and thin lips, and a jawline that tightened when he was angry.

She didn't know how many times she had drawn the outline that was too familiar in her mind.

As she watched, her eyes suddenly turned red. The moment she turned her head away, a teardrop rolled down from the corner of her eye and wet the pillow.

It was really him who saved himself.

She thought it was a dream, that she was really going to die.

"It hurts?" The deep voice was right next to his ears, and a man's figure was looming above his head.

She bit her lip and shook her head, her throat tightened up and down, unable to make any sound, Liang Feicheng frowned, subconsciously stretched out her hand to open her bitten lip.

His fingers were cold, but they miraculously had an analgesic effect. They were numb and went straight to the tip of Qiao Nan's heart, trembling with pain.