The intrigue of the wealthy, the counterattack of the secret marriage wife

He didn't answer directly, but the feeling of oppression was enough to make people breathless.

"No... no need."

"I'll give you three breaths."

Without waiting for Fang Yanche to count down, the man slammed the door and ran out.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't get out of bed.

"Everyone's gone. Do you want to stay with me overnight?"

No one answered him.

Fang Yanche moved towards the bed, pulled back the quilt, and saw the girl in front of him, her eyes still tightly closed, her brows still furrowed.

He walked to the bedside and took off the mask on her face, revealing a delicate face.

It's not the oval face that most people have seen, but a round face.

Her face was rosy and her nose was straight and upturned, but her lips were bloodless.

He wasn't sure if he was unconscious or not.

Thinking of this, Fang Yanche walked to the desk, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Fang, what are you doing? It's so late, can't you let me have a good rest?"

Qi Wangjin picked up the phone and said dissatisfiedly.

"Go to room 505 of the Langting Hotel immediately. There is a girl there."

"No problem." When Qi Wangjin heard the word 'woman', his eyes lit up and he agreed immediately.

"Bring your work tools, too."

"How is that possible, Mr. Fang? It's already this hour. What are you asking me to do? Didn't you agree on that?"

Qi Wangjin said. Then he heard a "beep, beep, beep" sound.

Yes, hang up the phone.

Qi Wang is the most famous general practitioner in the country and Fang Yanche's childhood sweetheart.

Many seriously ill patients were brought back to life under his treatment.

However, his medical expenses are also very high, easily reaching millions.

However, this price is only available to those who are rich and powerful.

He also tried to treat the poor and destitute for free, which is what is called "great compassion."

At the same time, the famous Qi Wangjin also fell on the hospital bed, looking distraught.

After thinking for a while, he changed his clothes and left with the medicine box.

You know, in all these years together, Fang Yanche has never woken him up in the middle of the night.

Something must have happened if they were in such a hurry. Qi Wangjin's heart moved, and he immediately rushed into the underground parking lot.

Qi Wangjin walked to the door and was about to start complaining, but was interrupted by Fang Yanche next to him.

"Stop talking and come over here and let me check it out."

Seeing Fang Yanche so anxious, Qi Wangjin also became a little serious.

He walked past Fang Yanche and towards the man on the hospital bed.

When he saw a woman lying on his bed, he was a little surprised. He thought it was a big deal.

He didn't expect it was because of a woman. He couldn't believe his ears.

He immediately realized that this was impossible. Did Mr. Fang finally figure it out?

Qi Wangjin carefully checked it and then said:

"The girl is fine, she's just exhausted. She should wake up soon. However, there are many wounds on her clothes. I think someone must have tampered with them. I've already taken care of them for her."

"Yeah." Fang Yanche didn't say much, his eyes were always on Xia Li.

"By the way, doesn't Mr. Fang dislike women? What's going on?"

Qi Wangjin jokingly said.

"We'll talk about these things later. You can go now."

Fang Yanche was very tired at this time and had no mood to talk much with Qi Wangjin.

"Oh, you won't need me when you're done. Well, I'm going to go home and rest. Call me if you need anything."

Qi Wangjin picked up his instrument and left.

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Xia Li's flushed cheek, muttering, "You are...L?"

No one answered.

“Aunt Xie, go buy me a set of mini-dresses for women and bring them to my old place.”

Aunt Xie was originally sleeping in her room. When she heard that she was going to make women's clothing for her daughters, she was so scared that she quickly hung up the phone.

Although she knew that her young master was very talented, if he really wanted to find a girlfriend,

There must be a lot of girls vying for him, but in all these years, she has never heard of him having a relationship with any girl.

Aunt Xie was very happy because she knew she was going to buy her a set of women's clothes.

He left without even having time to rest.

"hiss……"

No words were spoken all night. No words were spoken all night.

The sun was reflected from the silk curtains. Xia Li couldn't help but cover his face with his hands.

The room was empty, except for the cigarettes in the ashtray, which showed that someone had been there last night.

Xia Li got out of bed and realized that the coat he wore when he went out on duty had been taken off by someone.

She covered her forehead and thought silently, as if there was nothing unbearable to see.

After washing up, she realized that she had no way to get in touch with the other party.

Her phone was also lost last night when she was fighting with the man in black.

She looked at the banknotes on the table and decided to take them out.

But on the way out, he suddenly stopped and wrote down something on his mobile phone.

"Thank you for saving my life. I'll accept it. If we meet again one day, I will repay your kindness with my own life! Xia Li..."

In short, we will never have any intersection again in this life, haha.

As she thought this, she walked out of the room carelessly.

Xia Li walked into the lobby, hailed a taxi, and as soon as he entered the door, he said decisively: "Go to Xia's house."

The driver was stunned and said in disbelief:

"That's... that's the rich man from the Xia family?"

Xia Li rolled his eyes at him: "Almost."

This made the driver very puzzled. Could it be that the Xia family has fallen into decline?

Does the Xia family also need to take a taxi?

Isn't there a special driver to pick you up?

You know, under the Fang family, the Xia family is the most powerful family!

Having said that, he still parked the car at Xia's house.

After getting off the car and passing the facial recognition at the door of Xia's house, Xia Li walked into the house easily.

Wang Bo, the steward who was cleaning the yard, was so frightened when he saw this scene that the broom in his hand fell to the ground.

"Young... Young Madam? Is it really... really you?"

Uncle Wang walked forward slowly, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, Uncle Wang, I'm here again."

Uncle Wang jumped three feet high and rushed out, rolling and crawling:

"Madam! Madam! She's finally back!"

Xia Li did not stop Uncle Wang. He just looked around, admired the surrounding scenery, and walked into the house.

The courtyard is still the same as it was four years ago, with her favorite pot of jasmine.

It was the Qianqiu Qianhe that she asked her father to build for her, just like four years ago.

Everything seemed to be waiting for her.

The familiar scent of jasmine filled the air, making Xia Tian's eyes moist.