The boss of the empire was blown up by me

At this time, Mama Lin who was feeding An Xiaoqi was startled and screamed, and An Xiaoqi also saw this scene.

She already had a headache, but seeing this scene in front of her made her headache even worse.

Because of the burning all night, her voice was so dry and hoarse, she hurriedly said to the man: "Master, don't scare them, it has nothing to do with them."

Xia Huaishang's face was very cold, and his eyes were even colder, as cold as a poisoned knife.

He gave Uncle Fu a cold look, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he still cared about An Xiaoqi and put away the gun.

He went straight to An Xiaoqi's bedside, looked down at her for a while, and said in a forceful tone, "An Xiaoqi, he recovered from his illness, so he left with that Zhan." After a pause, " Otherwise, I don't guarantee that I can still control my hand."

After he finished speaking, he gave Uncle Fu and Ma Lin another cold look: "You can go, my Xiaoqi doesn't need you to serve me."

Uncle Fu was impatient: "How can I do it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Xiaoliu came in with two people outside the door, and forcibly took Fu Bo and Lin Ma away.

An Xiaoqi couldn't even stop her: "Uncle, what are you doing? Why are you so angry?" Her voice trailed off behind her.

Because she saw that Xia Huaishang's eyes were so red that he could eat people.

He is the one with the most black potential among the senior uncles, An Xiaoqi was afraid of irritating him, so he had no choice but to let him go.

After Uncle Fu and Mama Lin were 'invited to leave', Xia Huaishang asked An Xiaoqi, "What do you want for breakfast?"

An Xiaoqi didn't want to eat, she said: "Xiaoqi has no appetite now..."

"You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite." Xia Huaishang's tone was completely non-negotiable, strong and domineering, "You must eat."

She doesn't want Shishu now, can she?

Better than her dad.

She closed her eyes and said resignedly, "Whatever."

"No casual."

"..."

"Millet porridge, purple potato porridge, pumpkin porridge, corn porridge, crystal shrimp dumplings, crab roe buns, glutinous rice dumplings..." Xia Huaishang asked after reporting a lot of An Xiaoqi's favorite breakfasts, "Choose two."

An Xiaoqi resigned herself to choosing two: "Millet porridge and crystal shrimp dumplings."

Seeing that she was quite obedient, Xia Huaishang didn't continue to attack her.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call. About 5 minutes later, someone brought breakfast.

Under Xia Huaishang's oppression, An Xiaoqi reluctantly drank a bowl of millet porridge and ate two shrimp dumplings.

After she finished eating, the man wiped her mouth and let her sleep. He said that he would stay with her in the ward if he didn't leave today.

It was useless for An Xiaoqi to refuse, so he had to compromise.

……

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At the other end, Uncle Fu and Ma Lin hurriedly circled around the entrance of the hospital building after Zhao Xiaoliu asked him to leave.

"Uncle Fu, who was that man just now? Why does he still have a gun? I think he has a very close relationship with the young lady. What is their relationship?"

Uncle Fu didn't know either. He had asked someone to investigate, but there was no result yet.

Uncle Fu had a headache, and originally wanted to call Zhan Xiuyuan, but he thought about irritating the old man again, so he had to give up.

He called Sijue.

At this time, Zhan Xijue was almost at the gate of Xiehe Hospital.

Don't ask him why he is so fast.

Because, No. 18 Golden Bund on Xijing Road is very close to here, otherwise Xia Huaishang, who works on Xijing Road, would not come here so quickly.

The phone rang for a long time before Zhan Xijue answered.

He was waiting for the traffic light, and he was a little irritable: "What's the matter?"

Uncle Fu's speech was illogical and incoherent: "Master, it's terrible... an unidentified man suddenly came to the young lady's ward. He was carrying a gun. He looked better than you. He looked just like the young lady. He cared a lot, our young lady listened to him very much..."

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue rolled out in anger, this is not even divorced, so he started cuckolding him outside?

He growled: "Then what are you doing? You don't know how to throw that dog man out?"

"Master, I'm sorry, Mama Lin and I were kicked out by that handsome man's subordinates." After a pause, he added the reason, "We came to the hospital in a hurry, and the two bodyguards we brought were not enough for them to beat you..."

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"Master, how long will you be there?"

Zhan Xijue took a deep breath before suppressing the anger in his chest, "immediately."

After finishing speaking, he hung up Forbe's phone call.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Xijue made another call.

He called Zhan Xiaosi who is in charge of the Wolf Totem database, and he only ordered: "Check someone for me."

After giving the order, he kicked the accelerator and went through a traffic light, and the car stopped at the parking lot of Shengjing Union Medical College Hospital 2 minutes later.

Seeing him get off the car, Uncle Fu hurriedly went up to him: "Master..."

Zhan Xijue interrupted him: "Which ward?"

"VIP1919."

……

Five minutes later, Zhan Xijue appeared at the door of An Xiaoqi's ward.

He was stopped by two burly, exotic men in black.

Zhan Xijue bit his back teeth, his aura was so domineering that he couldn't ignore it, he raised his chin to the two foreign men in black, "Get lost?"

The sound fell, and when one of them pointed a gun at his forehead, the door of the ward opened.

Xia Huaishang came out.

Zhan Xijue narrowed his eyes.

The four eyes collided, and sparks started a prairie fire.

Sometimes, a man's battlefield is the root of the disaster when he sees each other unhappy from the first sight.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Xia Huaishang's posture was lazier and a bit ruffian.

He only glanced at Zhan Xijue, and couldn't hide his contempt: "You are Zhan Xijue? You don't look good."

Being despised by others is an insult to Zhan Xijue.

However, it was strange that he was obviously burning with anger, but at this moment he was extremely calm.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette, lighted it casually, put it in his mouth, and said in a half-smile tone: "Tsk~, I thought who it was, it turned out to be the most shameless illegitimate child of the Xia family." what?"

It's just a few words, and the smoke is already billowing.

Xia Huaishang didn't mind being said to be an illegitimate child.

He is indeed the most shameful illegitimate child of the Xia family, and his birth is a pillar of shame for the Xia family.

The corners of his lips raised lazily for a moment, took a document from Zhao Xiaoliu's hand, and smashed it into Zhan Xijue's hand: "The divorce agreement, I signed it without any objections, and the day Xiao Qi is discharged from the hospital, you will get divorced when."

Zhan Xijue did want to divorce An Xiaoqi, but not in this way.

There was a sneer at the corner of his lips, and he said in a calm tone: "Marriage must be divorced, but what kind of thing are you, what does it have to do with you?"

After the sound fell, Xia Huaishang pinched off the cigarette butt in his hand, and when he raised his fist and was about to punch Xi Jue on the cheek, his lower back was suddenly embraced by a soft force.

Then came An Xiaoqi's eager voice: "Don't—"

Xia Huaishang's fist just stayed in the air.

He didn't drop his fist, but Zhan Xijue's raised fist had already hit him.

Seeing that Zhan Xijue's fist was about to hit Xia Huaishang's face, An Xiaoqi pushed Xia Huaishang away and went up to him.

Zhan Xijue's punch was fast and ruthless, and he didn't have time to stop it. Although it didn't hit An Xiaoqi's face, it grazed the tip of her ear.

Zhan Xijue was furious, and yelled at her: "An Xiaoqi, are you courting death?"