Female President's Protector

Under Situ Jihua's gaze, Zhang Yi and others walked out of the teahouse!

As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Bai Taichu, Bai Jingsheng and Pei Dehua standing at the door with their heads bowed.

"what's going on?"

"Haven't you heard, these two are high-level executives of Xingbin Hospital, and the bald man is even more so, but he is the chairman of Guangda Group, Pei Dehua!"

"What are they doing?"

"It is said that..."

In front of the teahouse, surrounded by a dozen curious people, there were various discussions.

Seeing these three people standing there ashamed, Zhang Yi's cold and sharp eyes swept over the faces of Bai Taichu, Bai Jingsheng and Pei Dehua one by one.

His gaze seemed to be carrying a sharp sword, and every time he passed, it seemed that he was going to kill people as sharp as a tiger.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Why, are you going to take revenge on me or what?"

boom!

Zhang Yi's words shocked the three of them, especially Zhang Yi's words had a cold meaning. They seemed to see the god of death waving to them in front of them, which was very frightening.

Especially Pei Dehua, Zhang Yi's words kept echoing in his ears.

When he was in the hospital, he had told himself to go back and wait to die.

But he really didn't want to die, he still had a lot of good days to enjoy.

But Zhang Yi's dominance and power made him feel powerless, only a strong fear.

Even Situ Jihua respected him a bit, he was really just a small ant in front of him.

The two of Bai Taichu are better off, at most they will be dismissed and investigated, and their qualifications to practice medicine will be revoked. As long as they don't commit any serious crimes, their lives can still be saved.

But I am different, the culprit of this incident is myself, and seeing this particularly domineering and tough young man, he will never forgive himself.

thump!

Immediately, Pei Dehua came to Zhang Yi, knelt down on his knees, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhang, Zhang Shao, I was really wrong. Please, please forgive me."

When Pei Dehua knelt down like this, the dozen or so onlookers couldn't help being stunned. Is this still the high-ranking President Pei?

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth rose, and he sneered: "I said, go home and wait for death!"

"Zhang Shao..."

Hearing Zhang Yi's merciless words, Pei Dehua's heart trembled, and his lips kept trembling, showing the fear in his heart.

You know, even if Zhang Yi really kills him, nothing will happen in his capacity, because in front of him, he looks very small.

The identity that has always been proud of now seems so insignificant.

Zhang Yi stared coldly, the whites of his eyes were a little scarlet, and the black eyes rose from the depths of his eyes with a look of ruthlessness. He pointed his right index finger at the sky, and sternly reprimanded: "Man is doing it, but the sky is watching, let alone what you did before." What has happened to make people resentful, but you actually drove into the market place."

"As long as you have money, you can treat the lives of ordinary people as a joke, aren't they human, huh?"

At the end, Zhang Yi almost roared like thunder, his eyes flashed a stern look, and his whole body exuded an abyss-like chill.

"I……"

"A little boy who is only seven or eight years old, the pillar of the country, you bumped into him and didn't say anything, you still want to use your own identity to scare others, do you know that if you didn't meet me today, their family would be in the dark , the common people will mourn everywhere, and wait for the rebellion to rise."

"The people of Guangxi have always been adhering to the good tradition of simplicity and hospitality. It is because of you scum, who smell like copper, that they are shameless. Do you really think that you can be superior to others with a few stinky money?"

Zhang Yi coldly stared at Pei Dehua with his eagle eyes, and said loudly.

Zhang Yi's words brought tears to the eyes of a dozen onlookers, their eyes were foggy, and a sense of arrogance arose spontaneously, because Zhang Yi was making decisions for them!

Because of them, it's not dispensable, on the contrary, Zhang Yi's words are obvious, because of Pei Dehua, they have lost face.

After speaking, Zhang Yi intentionally or unintentionally looked in the direction of the second floor of the teahouse, took Luo Qingcheng's hand, and walked out.

Upstairs, Situ Jihua looked at Zhang Yi who was going away, his eyes showed a bright light.

Zhang Yi's words kept echoing in his ears.

Or, you really need to take care of these moths.

A group of people were silent and followed Zhang Yi out.

Seeing that Zhang Yi's eyes were cold in vain, which seemed to contain countless bloody storms, Luo Qingcheng's heart tightened, she bit her lips lightly, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Zhang Yi, the Chinese lady There are many, there are such people everywhere, you don't have to be angry with them."

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, staring at Luo Qingcheng.

Luo Qingcheng's heart trembled slightly, her eyes actually flinched at this moment, and her fingertips trembled.

Immediately, as if he mustered up his courage, he blinked his eyes and said dully, "Am I not right?"

Zhang Yi sighed lightly, and put his arms around her slender waist: "I'm fine, I just thought of what happened to that little boy, and I seem to see the shadow of me before, although it's very different, but..."

Before Zhang Yi could finish speaking, Luo Qingcheng covered his lips with two pale fingers, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry about the past anymore, now you have me, don't you?"

"En!" Zhang Yi nodded in response.

A group of nine people had arrived at Xingbin Hospital, and they didn't take a car, they walked here directly.

When they came outside the little boy's ward, Zhang Yi and Shura looked at each other, and they could see four words in each other's eyes, ancient martial breath!

In an instant, a bad premonition arose in vain.

"Innate triple middle stage!" Zhang Yi said in a deep voice.

'Ding'

At this moment, Zhang Yi's phone rang suddenly.

"I see!"

Zhang Yi frowned deeply and hung up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Yijian's frown, Luo Qingcheng asked in puzzlement.

"Pei Dehua is dead!"

As soon as Zhang Yi's words fell, everyone froze.

How can it be?

Wasn't it fine just now?

Waiting for someone to come by myself, even if it was on foot, it took about ten minutes at most. Who has the ability?

"You sent someone to do it?" Shura stared at Zhang Yi and asked.

Zhang Yiling gave him a blank look, shrugged and said, "I just asked the girl to monitor him first, and didn't do anything."

"Who would that be?"

Zhang Yi suddenly smiled, pointed at the ward, and said, "He!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Ben Gong, are you here?" Seeing Zhang Yi and the others, the middle-aged woman froze for a moment, and said with a happy smile.

But to Zhang Yi's helplessness, the aura of the ancient warrior was gone, and there were only a little boy and a middle-aged woman left in the ward, and no one else.

Zhang Yi and Shura looked at each other, feeling surprised.

But Zhang Yi found out that the window was not closed, so he sat down on the side of the bed calmly, and asked with a smile, "Where is this sister-in-law from?"