Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Han Jingting stood in the center of the banquet hall. Although he was the focus here, he was very humble. When he met his seniors, he always greeted seniors politely.

Some people came here just for Han Jingting, hoping to have a good cooperation here.

The security guard at the side looked closer in a panic, and whispered a few words in Han Jingting's ear.

One second, he was still discussing career advancement with these people, and the next second his face suddenly turned cold.

"what?"

"The situation is not very good. By the time our people found out, it was already too late."

"Have you been sent to the hospital?" Han Jingting asked hastily.

"I've already called, and I'll be there soon," said the bodyguard.

Han Jingting immediately put down his wine glass, picked up the coat beside him, and walked outside.

"What are you doing here in a daze, go out and help quickly." Han Jingting roared loudly.

"I have already arranged for the brothers to be there." The man followed Han Jingting and walked outside.

At the entrance of the alley, Wen Ruosheng breathed heavily, and firmly grasped the handle on the side with one hand to prevent his body from sliding down.

These people in front of them are surrounded to prevent those people from coming back by accident.

Wen Ruosheng's back was pierced deeply with a knife, she could feel her weak breathing, and she had gradually lost her strength.

The vision in front of her eyes began to blur, maybe it was because of the dim lights, or maybe it was because she had no strength now, so she could only lean here and wait until the ambulance appeared with her last strength.

Passing through the crowd, Han Jingting saw Wen Ruosheng who was leaning against the corner dying, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't make any sound.

After a long time, Han Jingting walked over slowly, stood in front of Wen Ruosheng, bent down, and looked at the wound on her waist.

Blood flowed out from the wound, Wen Ruosheng gritted his teeth in pain just by twisting his body a little.

"What's going on?" Han Jingting looked at Wen Ruosheng with sharp eyes.

Wen Ruosheng shook her head with all her strength, everything was just guesswork, she couldn't just talk nonsense when she wasn't sure who was responsible for these things.

Han Jingting felt a little uncomfortable, especially seeing Wen Ruosheng like this.

Wen Ruosheng stretched out her hand, wanting to reach forward, but this was already the limit of her body, and then she lost consciousness, and her hand slapped and fell to the ground.

"When will the ambulance come?" Han Jingting shouted at the people behind him.

"It's already on the road, and it's a bit crowded outside at this time." The man hesitated and said.

Han Jingting didn't wait for him to finish his explanation, and directly hugged Wen Ruosheng, being careful along the way, for fear of touching the wound on her waist.

"Prepare the car."

Seeing Han Jingting like this, the people around were also surprised.

In other words, Wen Ruosheng is also a member of the bodyguards, it's just that everyone fulfills their duties and everyone is irrelevant, but she is still a bodyguard after all, and Han Jingting hugged her all the way towards the hospital go.

This is indeed a topic worth pondering, but the seriousness of the situation at the moment does not allow everyone to think too much. It is more practical to seize the time to save lives at this time.

In the hospital, Han Jingting watched helplessly as Wen Ruosheng was pushed into the operating room.

"Master Han, please wait outside." The doctor stopped Han Jingting.

Only then did Han Jingting come back to his senses, and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "Okay."

The series of reactions were so emotional that he even forgot that Wen Ruosheng's existence was just a time bomb to him, and it was still safe when the fuse was not opened.

But now his emotions are too tense, which has already exceeded the original setting of the role.

"Mr. Han, do you want to change your clothes?" The man beside him asked in a low voice.

Only then did Han Jingting realize that the white shirt on his body was already stained red with blood.

He just waved his hand: "What's going on? What happened outside?"

Wen Ruosheng, who was explaining to himself in the banquet hall just now why he appeared here, is already lying in the operating room.

For an hour, what happened that he didn't know.

"We also heard the sound of fighting outside, so we went out to watch it. When we arrived at the scene, it was already like this. There were a lot of people on the other side. After seeing us coming, we reluctantly left." The man stood in the cold scene Behind Ting, he simply reported all this.

Ever since Wen Ruosheng appeared in his life, Han Jingting's life has become much more uneasy. He has never been so restless before, and this kind of danger has unexpectedly appeared by his side again and again.

No matter who it was aimed at, Han Jingting was a little annoyed.

"Arrange people to investigate this matter right away, and don't make any noise, let alone call the police." Han Jingting instructed in a low voice.

Those who can arrange this scene must have some strength, and those around Wen Ruosheng who have been threatening her are not ruled out. If this matter is to be resolved, the law is obviously unable to protect her.

Then deal with it according to the methods of the rivers and lakes, and you can't have the slightest soft-heartedness at this time.

In the operating room, Wen Ruosheng went through the operation for several hours before the light outside the door went out.

Han Jingting turned around, looked at the sign that had turned off the lights, and his heart rose in his throat.

The chief surgeon rushed out immediately and saw Han Jingting hastily took off his mask: "Young Master Han, the operation went very smoothly and is already in the process of suturing."

The doctor had a smile on his face. It was an honor for him as the chief surgeon to meet the young master of the Han Group at this time.

"Okay." The corner of Han Jingting's mouth twitched, and he didn't have any extra words.

Until this moment, Han Jingting's heart was completely relieved.

It was already late at night, and Han Jingting, who had been busy all day, was already exhausted, but because he had not received any news about the surgery, he insisted on staying here.

The assistant beside him carefully reminded: "Mr. Han, it's getting late, let's take you back."

Han Jingting took a deep breath, he was indeed a little tired.

Thinking of Wen Ruosheng's state, Han Jingting hesitated for a while, and finally decided to leave the hospital.

It's just a woman who is an assistant and bodyguard, so how could she become Han Jingting's concern?

Although in the past, Han Jingting was a little curious about why he stayed outside the door of the operating room like a family member.

Perhaps as Liu Fengbai said, as a man, he has a little heartbeat.

It's just that Han Jingting is not an ordinary person. He has always been resistant to emotions, and he does not allow anyone to enter his heart.

Halfway through the car, Han Jingting suddenly said, "Go to the old house."

"Yes." The driver hurriedly turned around and drove towards Han's old house.

Han Jingting rubbed his forehead, feeling tired for a while.