The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Bai Jinfei's pupils trembled, but he immediately calmed down after having experienced many battles.

On the other hand, Han Xian, who was driving, was so frightened that he screamed out:

"Mom!"

Shen Jing felt the ice in his eyes suddenly condense. While hugging Tang Qiao'er tightly, he clasped the back of her head with his big hands and buried her little face into his chest:

"Qiao'er, don't look."

Although she only had a fever, she had a high fever, and patients are most afraid of being frightened, which would aggravate the condition.

However, the man didn't know that Tang Qiaoer herself was a ghost. She had seen cruel scenes on the battlefield, and nothing could scare her.

At this moment, instead of feeling scared, she was staring at it like a curious baby.

"Damn it, do all those who work in porcelain do this now? They even put on makeup to look like a dead tuber. It's really scary."

This time, Bai Jinfei became excited, his eyes flashed, he had already opened the car door, "Let me go down and see what's going on.

He'd better be in trouble. If nothing happens, I'll let him have trouble! "

But before he could take a step forward, the man jumped off the front hood, danced and ran away like crazy!

We were not in a downtown area at this moment, and it was relatively quiet, but this man with strange behavior still attracted the attention of many pedestrians, but everyone stayed far away and did not dare to get close.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Following a series of crazy laughter, the man who had run not far away suddenly twitched all over, and then his torso stiffened as if he had been struck by lightning, and he fell straight on his back.

There was a muffled thud, and the back of the man's head hit the edge of the road steps. Bright red blood gurgled out and dyed the asphalt road red.

A few brave pedestrians surrounded him, looking panicked and wondering whether to call an ambulance.

At this moment, although Tang Qiaoer was in a daze due to illness, seeing the injured person in front of her, she instantly put her doctor's vest on line, but the three men didn't pay attention and immediately opened the door and got out of the car.

"Qiao'er!" Shen Jing felt his heart tightening, and hurriedly opened his long legs to catch up.

Tang Qiaoer squeezed her way to the front of the crowd, wrapped in a fleece blanket, and squatted down to check the man's condition professionally.

The big sweat dropped to the ground, but she didn't care at all.

Shen Jingjue and Bai Jinfei also pushed through the crowd and rushed in, guarding her side.

At this moment, Shen Jingjue's eyes fell on the collar of the man's suit, and his eyes narrowed.

"Hurry... call an ambulance!" a passerby shouted nervously.

"No, call the police."

Tang Qiaoer's eyes were heavy and she took a deep breath, "He is already dead."

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly backed away.

Ten minutes later, the police car arrived, cordoned off the scene, and carried the man, who was stiffer than dried sardines, onto a stretcher and covered him with a white cloth.

Back in the car, Tang Qiaoer's blanket was almost soaked with sweat, but her complexion seemed not that bad.

"Qiao'er, what do you think, are you okay?" Shen Jingjue held her shoulders worriedly.

"Much better, I even feel...a little hot." Tang Qiaoer was coy and her eyes were obviously thoughtful.

"Wrap it up and be good. It will be even more uncomfortable if you get caught in the wind." Shen Jingjue wrapped his arms tightly around her, fearing that she would take off the blanket.

"My little sister is like a jade-faced Rakshasa reincarnated. She gets excited when she sees dead people." Bai Jinfei couldn't help but joke.

"Did that person just die like that? He hit his head on the curb and died like that?" Han Xian was still frightened when he thought of that person's terrifying appearance.

Although Tang Qiaoer had only been in contact with the man's body for a few minutes, she felt that the man's death was not that simple:

"Not necessarily. Before he fainted, he had symptoms of convulsions, and the muscles all over his body were contracting rhythmically. He was also unconscious. The cause of death may also be epilepsy. The specific cause will only be known after an autopsy."

"Epilepsy? I didn't know. I thought he had a violent seizure."

Bai Jin touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, as if he was still a little unsatisfied with the in-your-face horror movie just now, "When I was abroad, I came into contact with some drug addicts. When they were high or addicted, they had sex with the man just now. It’s almost as good as a zombie movie.”

Tang Qiaoer leaned in Shen Jingjue's arms, breathing lightly. The man looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and wiped the glistening sweat on the tip of her nose with his fingertips:

"Qiao'er, that man just now is from Nanxing."

"Nanxing Gang?!" Tang Qiao'er couldn't help but be shocked, "How do you know?"

That was her aunt Su's natal family.

"Just now, I noticed the Suzaku badge pinned to the lapel of that man's clothes. It is the totem of Nanxing."

Bai Jinfei sneered, "Oh, it's on the road. It's really possible that he got so high that he knocked himself out and died in broad daylight."

"No, Aunt Su told me before that the Nanxing Gang strictly prohibits drugs, and its members must not be involved in drugs...otherwise the consequences will be very serious." Tang Qiaoer categorically denied it.

"That was before. Now that Jiang Mian is half buried in the ground, he is no longer as powerful as he is and can no longer control the younger brothers below him. If people want to do some evil things behind his back, he must be beyond his reach." Bai Jinfei narrowed his eyes. , a sneer.

"Fourth brother... don't say that. That's Aunt Su's father. Even if you can't stand it, you should respect him."

"Jiang Mian is not a gangster. My daughter is still someone else's mistress. Forgive me for being feudal. I have no respect for these father and daughter." Bai Jinfei looked out the window, and the reflective glass reflected his cold and gloomy silhouette.

Shen Jingjue could tell that his fourth uncle still couldn't get over the problem of Tang Dong marrying again. Every time he mentioned it, he would definitely be ridiculed by him.

"Aunt Su is very good to Lao Wan and us."

Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyelashes and said in a weak and hoarse voice, "And she has already had her uterus removed...she will never have children with Lao Wan."

Shen Jingjue's eyes widened. This news seemed to be beyond his understanding!

Even Han Xian, who was driving, was stunned by the secret of this wealthy family and glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Oh, my little sister has a lively face and a soft heart. But I was born to be a person with no empathy and a cold face. I can never accept a woman who competes with my mother for a man.

She, Liu Minzhi, and Chu Rou are all the same in my eyes. "

After saying that, Bai Jinfei crossed his arms across his chest, closed his eyes, and activated "sleep mode".

This is meant to end the conversation.

Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue looked at each other and sighed helplessly and sadly.

……

We arrived at a private hospital with excellent conditions and no queues.

Tang Qiaoer quickly completed the examination. After taking blood tests, she lay in the ward while resting and receiving infusions.

It wasn't until the little woman fell asleep that Shen Jingjue withdrew.

He avoided Bai Jinfei and Han Xian, quietly came to the first floor, and registered as an andrology expert.