Adorable Baby from Heaven: Bad CEO's Unbridled Spoiling

The teenager laughed wantonly.

That is the undefense that can only be shown when facing the biological mother.

It was the first time for Mu Nuannuan to see Li Xiaoning's happy and completely relaxed smile.

This smile is what should belong to this child.

She reached out and wiped the sweat from Li Xiaoning's forehead, "When you meet such a coward, it's okay for you to stand up for me, but if you meet a more powerful one, you must not stand up, our goal is not to get hurt or suffer."

"Yeah, I remember." Li Xiaoning smiled harmlessly.

When the mother and son were interacting with Yu Yamamoto like a worm, the elevator door on the floor of the operating room opened.

Two people helped an old man hobbled out of the elevator and headed straight for the operating room.

"Old man." Yamamoto Yu immediately shouted when he saw a few people coming out to attract their attention.

Sure enough, the people who had just stepped out of the elevator looked in this direction.

He walked over quickly.

At the same time, the police also came.

It's from another elevator.

Go straight to the operating room.

Yamamoto Yu immediately said: "A man named Mo Qifan went in to stop the operation, you should bring him out quickly."

The policeman nodded, and rushed into the operating room with three people.

operating room.

Mo Qifan stared closely at the doctor in the operating room, "Open her stomach, I want to take out something."

finger cots.

It must be taken out.

Otherwise, no matter how long it takes, it will be easily absorbed by gastric juice, and the original shape will no longer be visible.

"No, I'm the chief surgeon. Our doctor has the final say on the patient's operation. Please go out." The chief surgeon is the person Yu Yamamoto had thought of long ago.

At this moment, there was no way he would listen to Mo Qifan's opinion.

What's more, this person said that there was something in the injured person's stomach, so must it be taken out?

Cutting the stomach open is a big trauma.

For the patient, it is a lifeless injury.

The more the chief surgeon said this, the more gloomy Mo Qifan's face became.

Looking at Shu'er Yamamoto on the operating table again, it should be because of the anesthesia. She closed her eyes tightly and slept deeply.

He didn't know why, but anyway, he felt that everything that happened today was just a play by this woman.

As for the purpose, he should know when he leaves the operating room.

But right now, he just wants to get evidence for Mu Nuannuan that she didn't hurt anyone.

Shuji Yamamoto ate the fingertips, just to destroy the evidence.

He suddenly took out a knife from his body, and put it on the neck of the chief surgeon, "For the operation, first take the contents of her stomach, and then sew up the incision with the other wound, otherwise, don't blame me Let's do it."

"I...I...you let go." The active doctor was already panicked, looking down at the knife on his neck, he couldn't hold back, and he lost control.

He had never encountered such a battle before, where someone held his neck and forced him to undergo surgery.

A smell of urine filled the operating room.

The other doctors and nurses looked at Mo Qifan like this, and they didn't dare to show their air.

The man is not young.

But the aura he displayed made people dare not disobey him.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that just like the chief surgeon, a hole can be stabbed in the neck by this person at any time.

That's where the aorta is.

No kidding really.

It's better for them not to act rashly, otherwise, if something happened to the doctor who performed the surgery, it would be considered a medical accident.

"Surgery." With Mo Qifan's hand, the surgeon felt his neck was getting colder, and then there was a pain. Although there was a lot of blood, it was the blood of other people every time, but this time it was him. I was bleeding myself.

As long as the knife in this man's hand sinks a little more, it will cut his aorta.

He is a surgeon.

He is very clear about the location of the major arteries in the neck.

Tremblingly, he picked up the scalpel, "Okay, I...I will operate right away."

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, at worst he would spit out the money he had collected first.

Otherwise, even if he didn't spit it out, he would not be able to spend his life now.

It's worthless money, don't worry about it.

Taking a deep breath, the scalpel dropped.

He finally cut open the wounded man's belly.

Sure enough, the finger cots that had begun to be melted by gastric juice were soon found in the injured person's stomach.

However, just as he was about to take it out with tweezers, he heard three hurried footsteps, "Mo Qifan, stop, don't stop the operation, otherwise, you will be murder."

The plain clothes who came in had already seen Mo Qifan holding a knife around the doctor's neck, presumably it was the one who called the police to stop the operation.

Otherwise, what did he do with the knife holder on the doctor's neck.

Mo Qifan didn't even look at the plainclothes who rushed in, and exerted force on his hands, "Put it out flat and put it on the tray beside you."

He ordered the chief surgeon in a deep voice.

Although the finger cot has been deformed, the shape can still be seen.

very thin.

"Let you let go." The plainclothes behind rushed over, about to take down Mo Qifan.

Mo Qifan turned around and glanced coolly at the plainclothes, "I didn't stop the operation, I was taking evidence, and the fingertips she swallowed in her stomach are the evidence."

When the doctor's scalpel was cut open and the finger cots in Yamamoto's stomach were exposed, he completely believed in Mu Nuannuan.

He even felt ashamed that he had questioned Mu Nuannuan.

That is his daughter.

"Evidence? Fingertips?" Mo Qifan shouted, and the plainclothes rushed over to look, and sure enough, he saw the bloody fingertips.

That kind of thing is rarely used.

It looks like a professional presence.

Most people wear such thin finger cots just because they don't want to leave fingerprints in some places.

Swallowing it into the stomach like this has already proved that this person has ulterior motives.

However, as a plainclothes man, no matter whether the person on the operating table is a patient or a prisoner, he is only responsible for handing over the person to the prosecutor for conviction. set.

"You let go of the doctor."

Seeing that he had found the finger cot, Mo Qifan slowly let go of his hand, put down the dagger in his hand, and threw it on the ground.

Perhaps because of Xi Yurou's disappearance, he felt that one day he would suddenly be doomed, so when he wasn't sure what would happen in the future, he had always had a habit of carrying a dagger with him for self-defense.

Yes, just for self defense.

Not for other.

But I didn't expect it to be used in an occasion like today.

In fact, he thought it would be best if he didn't have to use it for the rest of his life.

But this day, in order to prove Mu Nuannuan's innocence, he used it.

Looking at Shuer Yamamoto on the operating table, what Li Xiaoning said flashed through his mind again. This woman's DNA is indeed a sister relationship with Mu Nuannuan.

But he just thought it was wrong.