Outright Favoritism Chapter 974: : Forced to be hospitalized

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Li Qiao didn't want to sit back and wait for death. Instead of waiting for Xiao Hongdao to make a move, it was better to oppose the guest.

Xiao Hongdao can easily give up Xiao Yeyan, but he will definitely not give up Xiao Yehui.

This was true three years ago, and so will be three years later.

Li Qiao was immersed in her thoughts, thinking about every move that followed.

After a few seconds, she faintly felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Because Shang Yu did not make a sound for a long time, but his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Li Qiao blinked, and the moment she raised her head, she ran into the man's dark eyes buried in flames.

I took a closer look and realized that my hands were still messing up.

Li Qiaoshan god, "I... Um."

The rest of the words are all blocked back.

Last night, the man witnessed the explosion that broke his guts, and experienced the tension and despair of almost losing her. The deep kiss at this moment was uncontrollable and a bit rough.

Li Qiao responded with her head up, trying to soothe his anxiety in this way.

Worrying about Li Qiao's body, Shang Yu didn't take any further action.

It's just that the kiss gets deeper and deeper, and I can't wait to melt into each other's blood.

……

At 11:30 in the morning, Li Qiao lazily followed Shang Yu downstairs.

Even if she doesn't want to admit it, her limbs are indeed tired and heavy.

In the living room, Shang Zong Haizheng and He Chen are playing chess.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two looked at the same time, and Shang Zonghai's gracious gaze fell on Li Qiao's face, "Girl, come here."

Li Qiao glanced at He Chen lightly, let go of the man's hand, and walked over unhurriedly, "Dad..."

Shang Zonghai motioned her to sit down, then put down the Buddhist beads, and put three fingers together on her wrist.

Oh, check the pulse.

Li Qiao remained motionless, staring at He Chen again, always feeling that he was smiling badly.

During Shang Zonghai’s pulse diagnosis, no one spoke in the living room.

Too dull atmosphere seems to stretch time infinitely.

It wasn't until Shang Zonghai removed his finger that Li Qiao smiled slightly, "Dad, what..."

Before speaking, Shang Zonghai picked up the Buddhist beads and fiddled with him twice, then looked at He Chen, "All the wards are arranged?"

He Chen raised his eyebrows, "Are you always... throwing the pot?"

Three minutes ago, he heard with his own ears that Shang Zonghai asked Wei Ang to prepare the ward. He had a relationship with him?

Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows, "Didn't you say that the girl had a fight last night?"

Li Qiao looked at He Chen blankly: "..."

He Chen sucked his cheeks and laughed angrily.

What the fuck, it's all plastic.

On the other side, Shang Yu sinks into his seat, bows his head and pulls his sleeves, and asks to rain, "Prepare the car."

"Yes, boss."

Li Qiao opened her mouth, and stopped talking.

Shang Zonghai looked at Shang Yu, pursing his lips and exhorted: "Let the children go to the hospital for checkups. The Capital Hospital belongs to Uncle Tan, so you don't have to be polite with him."

In this way, Li Qiao didn't even say a word, so she was taken to the hospital forcibly and was admitted to the hospital forcibly.

……

In the evening, Li Qiaosheng was lying on the hospital bed without love, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

All the test results came out, except for a slight muscle strain, everything else was normal.

However, at the request of Shang Zonghai, the doctor prescribed a bed rest for seven days.

Yun Li, Xia Siyu and others were also arranged to be admitted to the hospital.

Speaking of which, Xia Siyu's physical condition is a bit bad.

The gunshot wound was not healed, but the wound was stained with water and showed signs of inflammation.

That afternoon, the VIP luxury ward on the top floor of the Capital Hospital was under total martial law. All entrances and exits were guarded by multiple bodyguards. Let alone go out, no flies could get in.

At this moment, Li Qiao is wearing a hospital gown, lying on the bed as a patient.

She tilted her head to look at the man beside the bed, and asked faintly: "Where is Xiao Yehui?"

Shang Yu is slowly peeling apples, narrowing his eyes coldly, "What do you want to know?"

"Alive?"

The man stared at her deeply, his thin lips slightly hooked, "Yeah."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, "That's good."

She dived into the water and took a lot of effort to get him up. If she died, the gain would not be worth the loss.

……

Half an hour later, as the sky darkened, Li Qiao fell asleep.

Shang Yu paced out of the ward, his tall and upright body wrapped in indifference from strangers.

No one noticed that after last night, the man's aura had undergone a subtle change.

Where there is no Li Qiao, he seems more cold and indifferent than before.

Every look in his eyes revealed a dark coldness, as if no one except Li Qiao could make any waves in his eyes.

The man took out the cigarette from his pocket and stood in front of the window sill with his head bowed and lit it.

At this moment, Liu Yun walked out of the elevator, took a few glances, and hurriedly came to the back of Shang Yu, lowered his head and said: "Boss, Xiao Yehui is awake."

The man sipped his cigarette lightly, his eyes as deep as ink, "Lead the way."

Liu Yun gestured forward, and Yu Guang carefully looked at the outline of his handsome face.

For some reason, the boss's aura is very cold, his face is as usual, but he is even more repellent than usual, and he is extremely cold and indifferent.

Liu Yun didn't dare to speak too much, and strode ahead to lead the way.

In the independent laboratory ward of the hospital, Xiao Yehui was lying on the bed, her cheeks white as paper.

Zuo Xuan and Zuo Tang stood outside the door to guard against them.

The alert sound came from the elevator, and the two looked sideways at the same time, and they saw Shang Yu with one hand in his pocket. The majestic wild aura was daunting.

Zuo Xuan opened the door and made way sideways, nodding respectfully: "Hall Master, he just woke up ten minutes ago."

The man pursed his lips and walked into the experimental ward calmly.

On the hospital bed, Xiao Yehui made a hoarse and vague laugh deep in his throat, "I'm not dead yet, I'm disappointed."

Shang Yu stood in front of the bed, staring at him with low eyes, his eyes were unfathomable, "I can't talk about it. The people she rescued will die well even if they die."

Xiao Yehui closed his eyes, dejected without fighting spirit, "Shang Shaoyan, is it because you are too incompetent or Xiao Qi is too tough? At such a crisis last night, you didn't make a move. It was surprising."

Shang Yu sat down with a chair hooked and squinted at Xiao Yehui with his forehead, his voice extremely deep, "I don't hesitate to install a bomb on my yacht, since I want to die, why don't I give myself two shots?"

Xiao Yehui murmured softly, "It's easy to be killed, but suicide...too difficult."

The man’s eyes are dark, and his lips also cause a wicked arc, "The time has not come yet, sooner or later, I will give you a chance to seek death."

Xiao Yehui's throat rolls, but his eyes are dimly lit, "It looks like you are planning to use me to threaten my dad?"

Shang Yu leaned on the back of the chair and folded his legs lazily, "I can't use you to deal with him."

Xiao Yehui, who prides himself on strategizing, couldn't help laughing weakly when he heard Shang Yu's words, "You are too conceited."

At this moment, Shang Yu leaned forward, propped his knees with his arms bent, and stared directly at the seriously injured Xiao Yehui with a deep and gloomy look. "