Chapter 64 You Didn't Wear the Dress I Gave You?

Belief…

Dr. Zhao is like a blow to the head.

His legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his face pale.

The nurse hurriedly helped him up, only to find that he was shaking all over.

As soon as Yun Ci left the operating room, several people immediately surrounded her.

"How's the situation inside?"

"What are you doing in here, is there anything wrong with my grandfather?!"

Yun Ci took off his mask and threw it into the trash can aside: "I can't die."

What's the meaning?

Several people wanted to ask again, Yun Ci directly bypassed them and walked towards the end of the corridor.

The dim light poured down, the wind supported her hair, her footsteps were sloppy, and her back was cold and lonely.

Several people looked at each other, not understanding what happened.

Yun Ci found the vending machine, put two coins in it, picked up the Coke, pulled the ring on it with one hand, raised his head and took a few mouthfuls.

The phone in my pocket vibrated twice.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She hung up expressionlessly.

The other party still called perseveringly.

It wasn't until the fifth time that Yun Ci answered impatiently.

She leaned against the wall and threw the Coke can to the trash can opposite.

With a bang, the shot was accurate.

"Who?"

There was a man's gloomy voice from the other end, which was very nice: "Jun Si Che."

Yun Ci's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tonight, she was not in the mood to deal with this fool.

When he was about to cut off directly, the man spoke again, with an unmistakable tone: "Come out, I'm outside the hospital."

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The night was windy, Yun Ci tightened his clothes and walked out of the hospital.

There was a Maybach parked under the streetlights, Jun Sicher was leaning against the side of the car, holding the front of the car with one hand and tucked the other into his trouser pocket.

Seeing Yun Ci, he straightened up and hurried towards her.

Yun Ci was suddenly in a trance.

In the memory, there seems to be a figure running towards her like this, breaking through the night, with urgency and joy.

Jun Siche stopped in front of Yun Ci, without saying a word, he directly inserted his hands into her armpits, like holding a baby, and lifted her up.

"What are you doing? Let me down!" Yun Ci regained his senses, kicking his dangling legs vigorously.

Junsi Che turned her body over in the palm of his hand, and a pair of sharp eyes seemed to be checking something.

Be careful, don't let go of anything.

He asked in a deep voice, "Where is the injury?"

Yun Ci was tossed and uncomfortable, and the tips of his ears were hot: "It's not that I was injured!"

"Is it?"

Junscher didn't put her down gently until he was sure that it was correct.

I didn't even ask who was injured.

It's not a small thing anyway.

Yun Ci immediately took two steps back, pulled away, and sorted out the clothes that had been messed up by the man.

"and many more!"

Jun Shiche suddenly raised his brows in a beautiful arc, and was very unhappy: "You didn't wear the dress I gave you?"

"Dress?" Yun Ci thought of the cardboard box on her bed: "Did you give it to me?"

"Otherwise?" The man suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yun Ci's waist. His aggressive eyes were like a beast dormant: "Who do you think sent it?"

Yun Ci struggled to step back.

He kept pressing.

"Huh? Why don't you talk?"

"I didn't think, you let go first!" Yun Ci didn't want to entangle with him too much, so he only perfunctory.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of palms moving around her waist, as if over electricity, she finally became like a cat with blown fur, and said, "Jun Si Che! What are you doing!"

"Don't move!" The man clasped her arms with one hand and raised them above her head, while stroking her waist with the other, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and a layer of ice seemed to form between his brows.