Drifting Towards You

Old man Han snorted coldly when he saw Li Mubai and didn't speak.

But Han Jingrong's father looked at Li Mubai and said, "You can't be blamed for this. Jingrong's child is twisted and awkward. If you can't think about it, don't be too anxious."

Han Jingrong's mother didn't say much, it's just that the woman who is usually vigorous and resolute would be anxiously pacing back and forth in front of the operating room door.

Li Mubai looked at the illuminated surgical lamp and said coldly, "Who is inside."

"The dean of the Fifth Hospital, I was drinking tea with your Grandpa Han before. I received a call from the nanny at home before I thought. The nanny said that after Jing Rong got home, she cried a lot, and then asked her to go out and buy some desserts. I left, but halfway around, I remembered that I didn't take the wallet, and then folded it back again. Only then did I find that Jing Rong couldn't think about seeking death." Father Han explained.

Li Mubai did not speak, and remained silent.

He knew that he was not something. The Han family and the Li family had friendship for many years, and the elders of the Han family were pretty good.

Otherwise, in this situation, I am afraid that they will slap them directly when they see themselves.

Li Mubai walked to the corner to light a cigarette, but then remembered that the hospital put the cigarette back again.

Old man Li glanced at him and said in a low voice: "He said that after taking a lot of sleeping pills, he also cut his wrists. When he was found, the blood had flowed all over the floor."

Li Mubai remained silent.

"Injustice!" Elder Li sighed lightly, a little tired.

He loves the Han girl, but he also loves his grandson.

He has been mindful since he was a child.

If he were to bear such a life on his back, I didn't know how hard it would be.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded.

A tall, hard-looking man hurried over. The man's hair was short shaved, his facial features were not very delicate, and his overall appearance was a bit rough.

But there is a kind of strength and determination in him that has been baptized by the flames of war, and people can only think of iron and steel.

The man stepped on a pair of military boots, and the corners of his eyes were scarlet when he saw Li Mubai. Before everyone could react, he raised his hand and slammed his fist on Li Mubai's face.

Li Mubai didn't hide, a blood stain overflowed in his mouth.

He lifted his eyes and looked at the man, curling his lips, and said sarcastically, "Honey."

The man seemed to be irritated by him, and grabbed his shirt: "You tell me again!"

Li Mubai said with a sneer, his eyes gloomy: "Have you been deaf in your ears for a few years as a soldier?"

"Are you a man! She likes you so much, how can you treat her like this!" the man said angrily, like a furious lion.

Li Mubai pushed him away, his eyes cold: "Then tell me what to do, and then kick her again? Or is it enough to throw it away!"

"You bastard!" The man was even more furious by his words, and he was about to step forward again with red eyes.

Old man Han said angrily: "Enough, I think this is a place!"

The man slowly stopped, his eyes fixed on Li Mubai, his chest was violently ups and downs, obviously he was angry.

Li Mubai sneered, but couldn't help but took a cigarette out and lit it.

The smoke diffused in front of him, and he felt a sharp pain when he moved.

It will be swollen soon.

Li Mubai cursed softly when he remembered that he still had to see Xia Feise when he went back at night.

The man also opened his face with a calm face, and glanced across the direction of the operating room from time to time, making him very nervous.

Li Mubai handed him the cigarette case, and the man took a cigarette from it without saying a word and tapped it in his mouth.