Five years later, she overthrew the wealthy family with three milk groups

Qiao Suisui's condition was very bad, her breathing was short of breath, her little face turned purple from holding back, and the oxygen cylinder was put on before getting into the ambulance.

Qi Weiwei had never seen such a situation before, her legs became weak from fright, and she lost one of her slippers when she went downstairs, but she did not forget to take her bank card.

When she was limping and holding her bank card to pay the fee.

Rao is as strong as Qiao Qiyue, watching her back, still shrinking in the dark stairwell, crying uncontrollably.

They were sent directly to the ICU without escorts. They just had to stand at the door and wait for the nurse inside to tell them to prepare something.

Qiao Suisui has been a trouble-free girl since she was born.

Two hours after entering, the doctor came to inform Qiao Qiyue: "It's over, there's nothing serious, just observe and observe, and you can transfer to the general ward tomorrow..."

Qiao Qiyue's hanging heart fell to the ground.

She found an empty hospital bed for Qi Weiwei and covered her with her coat.

Thinking of going out for some air.

However, I haven't walked out of the corridor of the ICU yet.

From far away, I saw a group of people rushing in in a hurry: "Quick, doctor... nurse... get out of the way... someone, get away..."

Probably because Joe July stood in the middle of the corridor, blocking their way.

Immediately someone came up and pushed her away.

The pain in which her body collided with the wall made her unable to restrain herself from swearing: "What?"

"Get away from me... something happened to the child, and I want you to be buried with him..."

Pushing away Qiao Qiyue was a man around 30 years old, not tall, not outstanding in appearance, wearing an ordinary suit and tie.

That looks like a salesperson.

Looking at the man's vicious look, Qiao Qiyue finally gave in, all for the sake of the child.

The she just now may not be calm.

The hospital bed behind the man was pushed by doctors and nurses, and rushed over with a bang.

The speed was so fast that Qiao Qiyue had no chance to see the child's face at all.

Exactly the same face as Qiao Suisui.

The hospital bed entered the ICU, and the very noisy man was blocked outside.

But there was never a moment of idleness.

He yelled anxiously: "Where is the second master? Why didn't the second master follow? Where did you leave him?"

There were seven or eight men and women following him.

With his head down, he stood quietly in the corridor, letting the man reprimand him.

Qiao Qiyue thought this scene was funny, completely forgot about her pain, and stood in the corner of the corridor, watching the excitement.

A deep voice came from behind: "Song Ci, calm down, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

This voice, the voice engraved in the bones.

Qiao Qiyue felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated.

Qiao Suisui's father, her first man, the man who told her to let her come to see him alive.

In this way, it appeared when it was extremely chaotic and panicked.

Qiao Qiyue's whole body was stiff, and she barely stood up by leaning against the wall.

She dared not look back.

Eyes were blurred by tears.

The man named Song Ci, when he heard Li Yunting's words, immediately came over respectfully: "Second Master, don't be angry, they are all too anxious, I didn't expect the young master to get sick here this time, they were afraid for a while, and gave you forgotten……"

"Well... go and call the attending doctor..."

Li Yunting's voice was not high, but very dignified.

Song Ci didn't move.

Immediately, someone rushed to the doctor's office to carry out Li Yunting's order.

Qiao Qiyue watched helplessly as Li Yunting, the second master of the Li family, was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by his assistant, walking towards her step by step.

I don't know what it is for.

As soon as his knees softened, he knelt down in the middle of the corridor with a plop.

He just knelt in front of Li Yunting's wheelchair.

Song Ci immediately scolded: "Where did the bastard come from? Get out of here, you dare to block our second master's way, don't you want to live?"

Qiao Qiyue couldn't say a word.

With trembling fingers, he pointed at Li Yunting, then at himself, opened his mouth again and again, but still couldn't make any sound.

Li Yunting's eyes were half-closed, and he scanned Qiao Qiyue sharply, and said in a cold voice, "Take her away..."

Someone rushed over immediately.

He hurriedly dragged Qiao Qiyue aside.

He watched Li Yunting's wheelchair disappear at the end of the corridor.

The people watching the excitement behind the door of the ward looked at Qiao Qiyue sympathetically: "You child, you really don't have the slightest bit of wink, who is that, the second master of the Li family, a devil who kills without bones, has a surly personality Awesome...you dare to block his way?"

Qiao Qiyue couldn't listen to these words.

Wait until you have strength.

She scrambled and rushed towards the direction where Li Yunting left.

"Second Master..." The voice was shrill, like a ghost from hell.

Li Yunting's body in the wheelchair vibrated indistinctly.

Darkness flashed in his eyes.

The voice was still cold: "Where did the bastard come from? Drag it out, don't let me see it again..."

Song Ci winked.

Immediately, two men came towards Qiao Qiyue.

Qiao Qiyue knelt on the ground and refused to give up. This man was her family's only hope for Qiao Suisui.

To live, she had to stand in front of this man.

The two men couldn't pull Qiao Qiyue away.

Qiao Qiyue rolled and splashed on the ground, like a shrew cursing the street.

However, she didn't dare to speak out her appeal, she just shouted over and over again: "Second Master...Second Master..."

Li Yunting's face was so cold that he could drip water.

"Song Ci, what do you eat? Do you need me to teach you how to do this little thing?"

Song Ci was reprimanded, and his face was not good-looking.

Handing over Li Yunting to the person next to him, he walked up to Qiao Qiyue in two steps.

"Papa..." He raised his hand and received two slaps.

Qiao Qiyue, who was fanning, staggered, and was kneeling on the ground, but now he was beaten and fell to the floor, unable to lift his head anymore.

Immediately, two blood-red finger prints appeared on the cheeks.

Song Ci lowered his voice and threatened in a cold voice: "I don't care what you want to do? Our second master said, let you go, hurry up, go as far as you can before he gets angry... Otherwise, I can't promise You can leave this hospital alive..."

Qiao Qiyue was beaten so weakly.

Song Ci waved his hand.

Immediately someone came over and dragged her out.

Qi Weiwei, who had been stopped at the end of the corridor, her eyes were red from crying: "Qiao Qiyue, are you crazy? What are you going to do? You don't want to live anymore, do you? What did you provoke him for?"

The two men carrying Qiao Qiyue saw Qi Weiwei.

Immediately stuffed Qiao Qiyue into her arms: "Before our master is not angry, find a place to hide quickly. Our second master has a bad temper, and this young master is sick, and his temperament is even worse. It's cloudy and sunny...Let's go quickly..."