Chapter 82 She Is in Pain, He Is Feeling Cool (Modified)

"……What's up with her?"

The housekeeper wiped her tears and said: "Progesterone rupture, Mr. Mu, you have really gone too far. Even if Miss Gu did something wrong, she is a girl whose parents don't love her and her relatives don't love her. You can't You shouldn’t bully her like this.”

"She bled a lot. I never knew a girl could bleed so much."

"She was in the ambulance. She was very scared. No matter how much I held her, her body couldn't warm up."

"Master Mu, Miss Gu, it seems she doesn't want to live at all."

How desperate a person must be to think of dying.

Is it extremely painful, or is it too cold to unblock?

Every word struck his heart hard.

What was he doing while she was in the operating room?

correct.

He was in the gambling house, playing cards, playing with women...

While she was crying, he was laughing.

In free and easy.

In chic.

Being angry.

Hating her.

But, if you don't miss her, how will you be bullied by him? Isn't the situation not good?

His narrow eyes dropped sadly.

He thought, if something happened to Gu Shinian, what would he do?

Rivers of blood flow, or a killing spree.

These people and these lives will become unimportant.

"Fu Yi, bring out something from the nearest armory." He turned around and faced everyone, his face still as noble as black.

Those dark eyes were as deep as if they were blurred by ink spots.

One glance, addicted.

Fu Yi also looked solemn: "What do you want Master Mu to prepare?"

Half an hour, or less.

The hospital was surrounded.

But instead of being surrounded by people, they were surrounded by black cannons.

A man who has completely lost his mind.

This was the first comment the dean made when he saw this young man.

He's too young, too powerful, and too dangerous.

So much so that now, he is using a cannon to threaten the lives of all the people in this hospital, and he is doing it naturally.

"I'll give you one day. If you don't hand her over until half past twelve tomorrow, there will be twenty cannons outside the door. I will raze this place to the ground."

"She was alive when she was sent here, so she must be alive when she leaves."

The dean's face turned dark; "Mr. Mu, she may have run out on her own."

"This has nothing to do with our hospital."

"Why do you want to reason with me?"

Qin Muchen couldn't listen to anything anymore, so he walked over, put his hand on the dean's shoulder, and squeezed hard.

It almost crushed his shoulders.

His eyes were heavy and he couldn't see the bottom. His tone was solemn and calm: "I want her to live. That's the reason."

All he needs to do is take care of his time and live!

The rest, whether he should die or not, whether he is innocent or not, has nothing to do with him.

Someone came over and secretly told the dean: "Master Mu has blocked all the exits!"

Dean's spine trembled.

Are you determined to trap them here?

Not to mention doctors, there are many patients here.

The dean looked at Qin Muchen and silently swallowed the words of love when they came to his lips.

This is Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen is so powerful that he doesn't have to bear any responsibility for killing people.

The dean was extremely heavy and stared at the man who was facing him sideways. From his perspective, his pale crimson lips were pursed slightly, and he could not tell the difference between happiness and anger, nor sorrow and joy.