But just as she came out of the supermarket carrying a vegetable bag, she saw a live news broadcast on the huge LED...
Reporters from major media outlets in City A crowded at the door.
An entertainment reporter took the microphone and said quickly: "The illegitimate son of Yang Mufan, the president of the First Chaebol Group, was suddenly exposed today. Witnesses said that he saw Yang Mufan holding the illegitimate son, breaking into the hospital and performing first aid. According to
An internal nurse in the hospital revealed that the illegitimate child is in critical condition. For details, please see the detailed report later..."
Mu Wanqing was stunned.
She stared at the huge LED for a long time, watching the major reporters rushing forward outside the hospital in order to get first-hand exclusive information.
After being numb for a long time, the vegetable bag in her hand suddenly fell to the ground with a loud "pop".
Mu Wanqing ran away.
Then like crazy, he rushed to the road and tried his best to hail a taxi...
It happened to be the rush hour, and the road leading to the hospital was completely blocked.
Mu Wanqing was so anxious that she kept urging the driver to hurry up.
The driver got a little annoyed by being urged, and said angrily: "I also want to drive faster, but... there is a car in front of me, and I can't move at all."
Mu Wanqing's tears suddenly fell down, and her blurred vision looked through the windshield in front of her at the wide road, with long queues lined up in the three lanes.
Seeing Mu Wanqing cry, the driver was so frightened that his scalp went numb.
He smiled dryly: "Miss, let me tell you the truth, you don't have to be so wronged, right?! Just wait patiently, and when the peak is over, the road will be smooth."
Mu Wanqing, however, had no intention of paying attention to what he was saying.
I took out a hundred yuan from my wallet, didn't even ask for change, opened the car door eagerly, and ran forward.
The entire hospital has been closed.
When Mu Wanqing ran to the hospital sweating profusely and panting heavily, there were more than twenty ambulances parked at the door. Doctors and nurses were transferring inpatients to other hospitals.
The military guards wearing handsome black police uniforms and holding submachine guns lined up in three rows, tightly blocking all reporters with bad intentions and some idle people who liked to join in the fun outside.
Mu Wanqing steadied her legs, took a few breaths to calm her disordered breathing, and then pounced directly in.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked over, a guard stepped forward to stop her.
"Get out of the way, I want to go in!!" Mu Wanqing yelled in a hoarse voice.
The guard glanced at her coldly with an expressionless face, and then whispered: "I'm sorry, the young master has an order that no one is allowed to enter. If you don't want to cause trouble, please leave quickly."
Mu Wanqing ignored them. They refused to let them in, so she had no choice but to force her way in.
She pushed in hard with all her strength, and when she knocked away the two burly guards, she moved in quickly.
The reporters who were strictly intercepted outside could not collect any information inside, and they were already itching. When they saw Mu Wanqing rushing in, they also started to make moves.
When there was a commotion and chaos at the door, a harsh gunshot suddenly sounded.
The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and looked at Li Aoran who was slowly walking out of the hospital lobby with fearful eyes - the pistol in his hand was still emitting billowing white smoke.
