Lan Xixi's throat was locked, and the man's arms were thick and strong, dragging her back.
She struggled desperately, pushed hard with her elbow, and slammed back, hitting the man's ribs.
At the same time, he lowered his head and bit the man's arm.
Doctor Qiao was in pain and could have let go of Lan Xixi, but his anger grew stronger and he grabbed her arm and threw her away.
‘Bang!’ Lan Xixi fell to the ground, and her head hit the huge vase, causing her to feel dizzy.
"Why are you pretending to be arrogant to me? I do things for you, but you are not grateful and have the nerve to hit me?
Now you want to fight to the death, saying that if you don't stand on the united front, you won't stand on the united front. Do you think it is such a fun thing?
I tell you, we can only tie him up tightly."
After Dr. Qiao said angrily, he took the prepared bottle of medicine, pinched Lan Xixi's chin, and poured it in.
"Cough! Cough!" Lan Xixi was choked and covered her neck:
"You, what did you give me to drink?"
Doctor Qiao knelt down with a sinister expression and looked at her deeply:
"Of course we will take a video of our intimacy and save it so we can work together in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, his big hand reached out to her and fell on her clothes.
"No, don't!" Lan Xixi panicked.
The next second.
With a sound of 'Bang!', the office door was kicked open from the outside.
Bo Zhanye strode forward with a slender and dignified figure.
He kicked Dr. Qiao on the shoulder and kicked him away, then leaned over and picked up Lan Xixi.
"Take him down and take good care of him."
"Yes, Master Jiu." Two bodyguards stepped forward and quickly controlled the man.
The man panicked: "No, Master Jiu, it's not what you think, it's Lan Jiao..."
Before he could finish what he said, his mouth was gagged with a coarse cloth.
Bo Zhanye ignored his shouting and walked out of the office with Lan Xixi in his arms and towards the ward.
Her embrace was generous and strong, with a good smell that was unique to him.
Lan Xixi was surrounded by a sense of security and was afraid of falling down little by little.
Looking at his three-dimensional and exquisite face, she couldn't help but recall his arrogance and coldness last night, and complained:
"I am Lan Jiao."
Bo Zhanye paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her little face:
"I don't mind if role-playing can make you feel better."
role play?
Who wants to role-play? And pretend to be that bad girl Lan Jiao!
Lan Xixi glared at him fiercely, shifted her gaze, and ignored him.
Bo Zhanye smiled softly, carried her into the ward, and laid her gently on the operating bed:
"Have a good rest and leave the rest to me."
He tucked her quilt in and prepared to leave.
A touch of heat rose in Lan Xixi's heart, and she held him with her little hand:
"Bo Zhanye, don't leave."
In fact, the relationship between her and him was all due to Lan Jiao's calculations. She had already lost her grandma and did not want to lose him again.
And, she needs him now.
Her little hands followed his arms upwards...
Bo Zhanye's tall figure froze, and his eyes were covered with thick ink.
He looked at her with burning eyes: "Have you taken medicine?"
Lan Xixi still had a little bit of consciousness and nodded lightly: "Well, he gave me the potion.
Bo Zhanye, save, save me..."
Bo Zhanye: "!!!"
Damn it!
"Calm down, I'm going to find a doctor." Bo Zhanye stood up and wanted to leave.
He loves her, but he won't want her like this.
However.
Lan Xixi stood up directly and hugged his generous and cold body:
"Master Jiu, let's start over."
restart.
The small voice is soft and pleasant, falling into my heart like a feather gliding across it.
Bo Zhanye looked deeply, turned sideways, and clasped the back of her head: "Okay."
The voice is extremely hoarse and the eyes are soulful.
Just when Lan Xixi thought he was going to kiss her, he opened his thin lips and said calmly and rationally: