Before the car was stable, he had already got out eagerly.
Seeing that he had finally arrived, Nan Juefeng strode over.
When he got closer, Nan Juefeng saw that Yang Mufan's face was extremely ugly, and his lips were pale and colorless.
"Brother, what's going on?! Where is Mu Wanqing?!" Yang Mufan got out of the car and asked urgently.
Seeing that Nan Juefeng just pursed his thin lips and looked away without any intention of speaking, his deep eyes could not wait to shoot towards the crowd not far away.
Search quickly.
However, after searching several times, Mu Wanqing was still nowhere to be seen.
So, he walked around Nan Juefeng, strode toward the crowd, and turned around one after another those who were carrying him.
Nan Juefeng was severely frightened by his move. He followed him and stopped him: "Stop looking, Mu Wanqing is not here."
Yang Mufan ignored him and continued to pull the crowd vigorously. Every time he pulled a person whose back looked similar to Mu Wanqing's, he shouted loudly: "Mu Wanqing..."
Without any psychological preparation, he was suddenly turned around by a strong force. Anyone else would probably be shocked. The person screamed, and then yelled angrily: "What are you doing?! Let go!!!"
Neuropathy!!"
"Mu Wanqing?! Mu Wanqing?! Mu Wanqing..."
Yang Mufan's eyes were bloodshot, and he turned to them one after another to look at their faces.
Nan Juefeng looked at him going crazy and crazy, and felt a surge of anger suddenly rising from his chest to the top of his head. He roared angrily: "I told you, Mu Wanqing is not here!! She didn't escape.
, still upstairs!! Yang Mufan, do you know what you are doing now?! You..."
In fact, he wanted to scold him: He deserves it! It’s your own fault!!
If I had known this would happen, would I have eaten shit?!
But looking at Yang Mufan's appearance at this moment, he couldn't say anything serious.
Yang Mufan's mind went blank. It took a long, long time for him to digest Nan Juefeng's words.
He struggled to pull his pale lips, his eyes were dead, and he smiled slowly and lightly: "Brother, are you kidding me?! How could she still be upstairs?! Don't joke with me, no.
Funny!! Brother, you came early, did you hide her?!"
Nan Juefeng didn't say anything. He heard a sudden burst of fierce shouting downstairs in the inpatient department.
Officer Yang pushed aside the crowd and ran towards him quickly: "Young Master Feng... we found him and brought him out!!"
In fact, when Officer Yang said "person", he hesitated and struggled because he couldn't find any pronoun to describe it, so he finally used "person".
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan's dull eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light. Without thinking, he directly pushed away Nan Juefeng and his bodyguards who were blocking him, and walked towards the hospital quickly with a somewhat awkward and staggering pace.
run.
Nan Juefeng saw him and shouted loudly: "Second brother!!"
However, the moment he rushed over, the moment Yang Mufan watched the two policemen wearing white gloves carrying the so-called "person" out of the inpatient department, he froze up.
The heart was hung high, and the blood seemed to have solidified.
Clearly, he felt a sharp but undetectable pain, slowly tearing open from his heart. The pain made his whole heart convulse into a ball.
