He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

The little girl nodded heavily, and the hand holding his arm was even more eager: "Grandpa, please."

"Then don't move your hands." Feng Heng took a deep breath.

The little girl was already unconscious, and when she heard the order, she acted subconsciously, her hands were straight and motionless, only her slender eyelashes were trembling slightly, her eyes had long been filled with mist, and even a small whimper was swallowed. into the stomach.

Feng Heng's throat was extremely dry.

He moved his fingers, but couldn't move for a long time.

The little girl who waited obediently didn't wait for his next move, and shouted vaguely: "I'm good~"

Feng Heng let out a few breaths before he took the tortured little girl into his arms, and with one hand, he tightly held the white and tender palm of her intravenous drip.

The little girl seemed to know that this hand could not be moved, so she never struggled, and couldn't help but instinctively searched for a cool spot. She rubbed her furry head again and again, but she couldn't find the way, so she could only groan pitifully.

Feng Heng supported her back with his other hand, bent down, and bumped his nose.

The little girl seemed to be pushed down on the motor immediately, and then started to move without any rules. The veins on Feng Heng's forehead twitched: "Don't move."

The little girl who had calmed down was forced to turn red everywhere, and her moist cherry red lips were even more charming.

Feng Heng held her back with a little force, and lowered his head to gently touch those bright lips.

The little girl seemed to have found the sweetest source of water, and ran amok dissatisfied, absorbing the hard-earned sweetness.

Feng Heng's body tensed up, he didn't even dare to respond.

He was afraid, afraid that he would be out of control.

"It looks like you don't need this."

Doctor Wen pushed the door open and came in, shaking the liquid in his hand.

"The Huanglian Wan given to you is useless!"

Feng Heng's face turned serious, and he gently put the little girl back on the bed. The little girl slipped away dissatisfied with the water source, sobbed and hugged his neck, pulled the needle on the back of his hand, and the bright red blood slowly flowed back.

The blood ignited the restlessness in Feng Heng's body, and his anger surged: "Come and see her!"

Wen Yan quickly pulled out the needle, and stuffed a small bottle for him: "Do you want to feed her medicine?"

Seeing outsiders in a daze, the little girl rolled into the quilt, refusing to drink what he handed over: "The flower picker! Catch the flower picker! Woohoo! Master!"

Wen Yan turned his head, extremely surprised: "Is it so fancy?"

"Does your grandfather know?"

Feng Heng glared at him, grabbed the bottle from his hand, and said gently: "Hey, drink this."

The little girl pursed her lips tightly, refusing to cooperate.

Feng Heng had no choice but to hold her hot back and help her up.

Bai Nian's head was so hot that she was in a daze, as if seeing a clear spring that she had just drunk, she instinctively leaned over to taste it carefully, "hehe" smirked: "It's so sweet."

"Crack", Wen Yan raised his arm, leaving behind an image.

Feng Heng's eyes froze, he pulled the little girl away, poured the whole bottle of medicine into his mouth, lowered his head, and kissed her heavily.

The medicine juice was bitter, so bitter that his lips and teeth were numb, but the little girl seemed to have no feeling at all, and tried her best to absorb water to nourish her burned to dry land.

The medicinal juice entered his stomach, but the little girl still refused to give up, pestering him and refusing to let go.

Feng Heng was anxious everywhere: "How long does it take for the medicine to take effect?"

Wen Yan said with a smile: "This medicine is very fast, about 5 minutes."

He raised his eyebrows: "You can't bear it for 5 minutes, can you?"

"Do you want more Huanglian Wan? I have more here!"

Feng Heng lowered his eyelids, gently patted the little girl's back, and stroked every inch of her hair.

Under his comfort, the little girl gradually calmed down.

His eyes were dimmed, and he took a long breath: "Come on."

Wen Yan: "..."

"Bang", the door was suddenly pushed open.

An Ningning "dengdeng" ran over: "No way! I really got that kind of drug!"

She squinted up and down at the well-dressed Feng Heng and Wen Yan who was sitting beside her, and looked at Feng Heng in disbelief!

"No, no, you really can't do it?"

Feng Heng glanced over.

An Ning raised her head high, held her own identity, and was not afraid at all.

She is Bai Nian's best friend, and she has never seen a boyfriend who dares to be disrespectful to her best friend!
"Although it's a beast to take advantage of others..."

"But if it's all like this, it's really impossible to lift it!" Wen Yan made an excuse.

"Yes! Give me five!"

Feng Heng had a headache, but the restlessness made them calm down a lot.

Maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine that the little girl no longer hugged him tightly, her little head bit by bit, and she felt a little sleepy.

Feng Heng put her on the bed: "Do you still need her drip?"

Wen Yan lifted Bai Nian's eyelids to look, and listened to her heartbeat with the stethoscope: "I don't need it for now, I'll look at this, you go to the police station first."

He patted Feng Heng on the shoulder: "It's all arranged."

There was fire in Feng Heng's eyes, and the remaining anxiety turned into anger, which burned his pupils red.

Back then, he shouldn't have let Bai Hang go!
Police station.

The fake police who arrested Bai Nian squatted together with the five big men guarding her, and their testimony all pointed to Bai Hang.

Bai Hang spent money to find them.

The plan Bai Hang gave them.

The police car and uniform that Bai Hang found.

Anyway, it was all planned by Bai Hang, they were the ones with money to do things for others.

The police don't believe a word of this!
There are also young people in their police station who like to surf the Internet. Those who rested at home watched the live broadcast. They heard that these people were caught, and those who came to watch and listened to their colleagues talk about the situation at that time, wished they could fight Bai Hang themselves.

"I'm so pissed off! I thought it was really an escape room! I'll just say it! I get a lot of bruises on my arms every year, how could it be fake!"

"If she hadn't been astute every year, her reputation would have been completely ruined!"

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony, prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony, I am a policeman, I am a policeman, I can't be impulsive or impulsive."

As soon as Feng Heng entered the door, he heard the little policeman's thoughts.

Not to mention, it's a little cute.

"People are inside, you go in."

"Only five minutes."

Feng Heng nodded to them.

In the torture room, Bai Hang squatted in the corner, no one handcuffed him, and no one came to interrogate him, just left him in the corner, ignoring him.

When he saw Feng Heng coming in, he immediately hid in the corner.

Feng Heng walked by step by step, silently, falling into Bai Hang's eyes, but each step seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, stepping straight on his heart.

Every step made him breathe harder.

Bai Hang's eyes were red, the drug in him was more and stronger, unable to express, he seemed to have hallucinations, holding his head: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Sister, I want a sister."

"Mom, don't hit my sister!"

Feng Heng raised his chin slightly, his momentum was like a rainbow.

"Pretend to be crazy?"

"Ah!"

He lifted his foot, exerted a little force, and a certain soft flesh of Bai Hang was tortured, and he was sweating coldly due to the pain.

Severe pain and impulse intertwined and exploded in his head, rolled his eyes, and he passed out completely.

Feng Heng withdrew his foot in disgust, pursed his thin lips lightly, and walked out of the room.

He took a bottle of medicine out of his pocket and put it on the table.

"He's unconscious, wake him up and give him the antidote."

He took another sheet of paper from his pocket.

"Annual test sheets."

"This drug is not easy."