Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

The old man suddenly issued a warning, his eyes were dark, and then he smiled and said inexplicably: "Unless you want to be like those two little brothers just now..."

The subordinate withdrew his hand in shock, not daring to get any closer.

The old man took a lot of effort to put the woman on it, moved her limbs, and said with emotion: "No one can touch this thing except me. Speaking of it, it was because of that guy back then... .”

Yan Jing was not very interested in what the old man said, after all, it was not the first time he had heard it.

He looked at the woman on the operating table, and his eyes first fell on her lap.

Through a layer of fabric, it can be vaguely judged that her legs are in good shape, and they don't seem to have been damaged.

The worst wound should be on the chest.

There was a pool of blood on the right chest, as if a hole had been pierced by a blunt instrument.

Yan Jing stared at the pool of blood on her chest, and when he looked closely, he found that there seemed to be something squirming in it, dense and frightening.

Ordinary people will be frightened just by looking at it.

But he still stared straight at it, not feeling scary at all, and even showed some interest.

However, he didn't look at it for too long.

This woman is in shock, and her situation is more dangerous.

He turned his gaze away and said to the old man, "Save her."

"Hey, no problem."

The old man skillfully took out the tools and was about to start saving people.

The elevator door behind the two suddenly opened.

"Don't save!"

An old man in a black tunic, with a dragon head and a cane, strode in, followed by the housekeeper and bodyguards.

"Master Yan?"

The old man was a little surprised, and looked at Yan Jing again, holding the scalpel in his hand and fell into hesitation.

Master Yan looked at Han Meng on the console, his eyes flashed with disgust, and he said in a commanding manner, "Throw this woman out!"

The butler immediately signaled the bodyguards to come forward.

The old man subconsciously wanted to stop him, but found a bloodthirsty curve on the lips of the man beside him.

He suddenly guessed his intention, weighed it in his heart, and simply held back the words.

Sure enough, when the bodyguards approached Han Meng, they all showed surprise on their faces and backed away.

"Back what?!" Master Yan was so angry that he slammed down his crutches.

"Master, that woman has worms on her body!"

"insect?"

Hearing what the bodyguard said, Master Yan raised his eyebrows coldly, and immediately showed suspicion.

Naturally, he didn't believe it, so he insisted on going to check it himself.

After seeing the situation clearly, he was also taken aback, and then looked at the man standing aside.

A pair of old eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Jing, what kind of crooked ways are you doing?"

"The evil way?"

Hearing this description, the man couldn't help laughing hoarsely.

He looked at Master Yan expressionlessly, and said quietly: "Father, if this little bug can make you win the cooperation with the military factory, would you still think it is crooked?"

Master Yan choked, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yan Jing was too lazy to waste his time talking, and said meanly: "Don't meddle in the affairs here, just wait and see, there will be good news soon."

As he spoke, he pointed at the woman on the operating table, and added: "Also, this woman is mine, so I have the final say on what to do with it. Father, you... it's best not to touch her. "

At this moment, there was a dangerous look in his eyes.

Even if Master Yan was his father, he was shocked by the look in his eyes.

This son has never been under his control.

Master Yan's complexion became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "I can tolerate you keeping her by my side, but I have to remind you that you sent someone to Chu's house to save this woman, and Chu's house has found clues, and soon It will be found on our heads."

After finishing speaking, he tried to see a trace of nervousness on Yan Jing's face.

But it didn't.