Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again C.3325 - : Would You Believe Me If I Said I Brought You to the Neurology Department?

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Chapter 3325: Would You Believe Me If I Said I Brought You to the Neurology Department?

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At Master Cheng’s ward. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

“Who are you?”

“Let me go.”

“I said get out of the way!”

Zhou Zheng wanted to rush out. Unfortunately, he was stopped by the bodyguards at the door every time.

His cell phone had been confiscated. When he smelled the hospital’s disinfectant, he thought of Nie Qixing. His heart beat uneasily, and he only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

“What do you want? Why did you bring me to the hospital?” Zhou Zheng pinched his palm and tried to calm down. “Just because of the instant noodles? I can compensate you. Ten bowls? No, I’ll compensate you as much as you want.”

Slim Waist Control was originally leaning against the door and playing games on his phone. When he heard him talking non-stop in his ear and saying that he wanted to compensate…

He looked up with a smile and spoke with an unpleasant tone. “Do I look like someone who can’t afford instant noodles?!”

Zhou Zheng looked at him as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. His expression was one of confusion.

“You’d better shut up!” Slim Waist Control couldn’t smile anymore. He really wanted to slap him to death before Qiao Nian came.

Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth. “Why did you bring me here?”

“Would you believe me if I said I brought you to the neurology department?” Slim Waist Control asked angrily. Then, he said, “I already told you my boss wants to see you. You started shouting here. Is your brain damaged or are you deaf?”

Seeing that his attitude was not good, Zhou Zheng did not dare to provoke him even though he was angry himself.

He was only quiet for a few minutes.

Slim Waist Control had yet to begin another game when Zhou Zheng spoke again, “Who’s your boss? Why does she want to see me? Is she…”

The equipment hadn’t been removed from the ward.

In addition to the strong smell of disinfectant, the equipment beeped from time to time.

The noise was torture to Zhou Zheng, who was already feeling guilty.

Slim Waist Control dug his ears. “What?”

Zhou Zheng felt guilty and did not dare to look into his eyes. “It’s nothing.”

He thought of Nie Qixing and what he had instructed him to do…

Slim Waist Control couldn’t be bothered with him and focused on his game.

Zhou Zheng looked at the two burly men guarding the door and knew he couldn’t escape. He walked back to the ward in a daze.

The hospital bed had been emptied and was covered with white sheets and bedding.

He had a guilty conscience and did not dare to approach the bed. Hence, he went to a chair in the corner and sat down.

Her heart was in turmoil as he tried to guess who wanted to see him this time.

Could it be someone from the reclusive families?

As soon as this thought appeared, Zhou Zheng denied it himself.

He had been by Nie Qixing’s side for half a year and had seen the reclusive families’ methods. Those people were used to being high and mighty and wouldn’t be so polite to those who were not one of them.

Zhou Zheng’s eyelids twitched.

If not the reclusive families, then who was it?

Just as he was drenched in cold sweat, there was finally movement at the door.

He heard the ‘beggar’ call out, “Boss.”

Zhou Zheng quickly raised his head and looked over nervously—

The ‘beggar’ wasn’t playing with his phone anymore. His attitude changed and he became as obedient as a primary school student talking to his teacher.

Zhou Zheng saw a handsome young man standing beside the beggar. He looked younger than Nie Qixing.

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