He put her hands into the quilt and tidied up the head on her shoulders.
He gently stroked her face with his fingertips, reluctant to leave: "Let someone keep a close eye on him, don't let anyone come in. If something happens to Lin Qianqian, you don't want to live again."
Deng Liang's whole body trembled, and he was timid, and he quickly replied: "Yes."
Yan Mubei stood up and walked away from the ward.
Colin quickly pulled Jiang Siqiong's clothes, looked at the hospital bed, and shouted: "Mommy..."
Jiang Siqiong naturally knew who he called his mother.
So she hurriedly walked forward, stopped the man with a strong murderous aura at the door, and asked timidly: "Hello, Mr. Yan, I am Lin Qianqian's friend, can I stay and take care of her?"
Yan Mubei didn't turn his body, nor did he turn his head, but his gloomy eyes glanced at her, his voice was extremely quiet: "No need."
"I know Qianqian is sick and needs someone to take care of her. You see, you are not here, and there are all strangers here. If she wakes up so lonely and desolate, why don't she stay me." Jiang Siqiong knew that after the kidnapping incident, she would have to stay.
Yan Mubei will definitely be full of weapons: "I won't hurt her, she is my son's godmother, I won't hurt her, I swear."
Yan Mubei frowned and lowered his head to think about it.
That's right, he wants to go back to the detention center to stay. Lin Qianqian needs someone to take care of her when she is sick.
The person who takes care of her is of course relatives and friends.
Her parents are not in City C and have no relatives.
Looking for Archangel Taotao?
It seems that she was hospitalized.
Finally, at Jiang Siqiong's repeated requests, Yan Mubei finally agreed.
And while they were talking, Colin looked at his father with his head held high and his chest held high.
Look at me with a cute look. I am Colin, I am your son.
Did you see it? Do you feel my call to you?
Yan Mubei couldn't see it.
Yan Mubei left.
——★The dividing line of one-day addiction★——
Detention center.
From the moment Mr. Chai couldn't get through the phone number, he knew that he was in a desperate situation.
After that, he kept sitting in his cell and counting his time to live.
Wait and wait, but there was no news about Yan Mubei.
So his dead heart burned again.
Could it be that the one who happened to the accident was not his subordinate, but his surname was Yan?
It was another evening, and everyone left the cell and went to the public bathhouse to take a shower.
Mr. Chai followed the crowd and saw the thugs he sent in along the way, they would secretly protect themselves from their safety.
In addition to Yan Mubei, he has offended many people and framed many people over the past few decades, so naturally there have been many enemies.
Especially this kind of ghost place, it is a good place to kill a person.
He must do his best to do it step by step.
There are many spaces in the bath hall, with only simple faucets inside, no doors or curtains.
The thugs stood in other bathrooms, staring at the whistle while taking a shower.
Mr. Chai, who has lived for more than half a month, has become accustomed to this kind of ghost life and enjoys the bath completely relaxed.
I stripped myself naked, stood under the water source, bathed my whole body from head to toe, and felt extremely comfortable all over.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from behind.
Boss Chai was shocked and turned around quickly. He saw Yan Mubei standing at the bathroom door like a ghost, his eyes terrifyingly terrifying.
Old Chai stepped back and looked around the outside, not knowing when it would start.