Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia suddenly asked: "There may be more and more reporters. In this case, will the Xiao family have enough bodyguards? Moreover, with so many reporters here, many people will change into plain clothes. They are likely to do so. The reporters are not allowed to enter, but all the patients are stopped. This way, there will definitely be chaos here."

"Don't worry about this." Han Qilu gave her a relieved expression: "I have already notified the Ling family to help. Everyone in the Ling family is not easy. They should be here soon. With them, don't want to mix with anyone. Go in."

"But... Speaking of Ling's family, it's been a long time since there has been news of Han Yu." An Chuxia murmured.

Her voice was already soft enough, but Han Qilu still heard it sharply. He squinted at An Chuxia, who was shorter than her, and asked in a weird tone: "Miss him?"

An Chuxia pouted her lips and said with some displeasure: "Yes! Isn't it normal to think of friends?"

"Hush..." Han Qilu lowered his voice and said, "Get closer, lower your head, don't talk, don't let them recognize us."

An Chuxia hurriedly fell silent, lowered his head, only looked at her toes, and muttered in her heart: Don't recognize us, don't recognize us.

The reporters are no longer as enthusiastic as they were when they first arrived. They all sat on the floor with newspapers waiting for a gap.

"Hey, do you think there will be anything wrong with this old lady Xiao?" one of the reporters in a military coat asked.

The female reporter next to him shook her head and said with no certainty: "This is not easy to say, although there is no major movement inside. But we have been to the scene, and the scene is terrible. With blood and glass slag, the car rolled over, and Mrs. Xiao is already very old..."

"What do you mean, it's hard for Old Lady Xiao to survive this time?" The person next to him also came to join in the fun and asked.

The female reporter hurriedly shook her head: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't mean that. The best doctors and equipment have been shipped here. As long as it is not serious, there should be no bad conditions."

The reporter in the army coat smiled, shook his head and said, "This is not necessarily true! Let's sit here and wait for the news!"

Listening to the words of those reporters, An Chuxia really wanted to go over and teach them a lesson. How could it be possible to discuss the life and death of people so casually here? In their eyes, the life and death of a person may be as simple as a headline and a page, but for the family of the dead, it should be a sad thing.

But she can't say anything now, she will expose herself as soon as she looks up, and things will be difficult at that time.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

"Hey--that person..." The male reporter in a military coat stood up suddenly, and said hesitantly: "Why is that female nurse so beautiful... and, she's so beautiful! Wait... that's not safe. In early summer, is the future hostess of the Han family?!"

"Eh... when you say that, it seems a bit like it!"

"That... that! Why is that doctor like Master Han!"

"It's true! It's them!" I don't know who yelled such a sentence. A large group of reporters immediately started the "program" and stood up as quickly as possible, holding their "weapon" and the cameras and cameras rushing towards them. .

"What to do?!" An Chuxia became nervous involuntarily, and it would be troublesome if he was surrounded!

"Run!" Han Qilu yelled in a low voice, then took her hand and ran to the back door. While running, he used the hand that did not hold her to pull the opening cover, and shouted to the bodyguard guarding the door: "Yes. Me, stop them!"

The bodyguards immediately recognized Han Qilu and quickly opened the iron door of the back door. However...

"Ah--" An Chuxia screamed, trying to pat the reporter's hand holding the corner of her clothes.

The reporter was a male reporter wearing a military coat. The superiors had sent him for three hours. The things here still haven't made any progress. After finally catching an An Chuxia, how could he easily let go?

He firmly grabbed An Chuxia's clothes corner, and refused to let go no matter what An Chuxia took.

Obviously it was only one meter away from the back door. Seeing that An Chuxia couldn't open the hand that was holding the corner of her clothes, she had to run forward forcibly.

One meter, half meter...

"Miss An, how is the situation inside? Is the old lady Xiao still alive?" Such a straightforward question came from the mouth of a male reporter wearing a military coat.

An Chuxia was stunned, just like that, she was instantly surrounded by a group of reporters.

"How is the situation inside?"

"How many people were injured in total?"

"Has Young Master Xiao been notified? Does Young Master Xiao want to take over the Xiao family?"

The flash fired continuously.

"You get out of the way, don't ask me, I don't know anything..." An Chuxia looked like "I won't say if I kill you".

At this moment, Han Qilu had run into the hospital. He realized that An Chuxia didn’t know when he separated from him. When he turned around, he saw that An Chuxia had been surrounded by a group of reporters half a meter from the gate. position.

"Damn it!" Han Qilu was about to leave.

Several bodyguards hurriedly stopped him, and persuaded him: "Master Qilu, you can't go out. Go out now, you will definitely be surrounded by it. We are short on staff, I am afraid it will be difficult to pull you out!"

The sincerity of the bodyguard is also true, but...

"Open the door!" Han Qilu whispered, "I don't need you to come out and help me, open the door quickly"

The bodyguards looked at each other, but they nodded and reopened the iron fence.

"Look! The door opened! Master Qilu came out!" The reporters were very excited when they saw Han Qilu came out. An Chuxia just closed her mouth and said nothing, which was of no value to them.

Han Qilu approached a few steps, and the reporters voluntarily stepped aside, allowing him to stand with An Chuxia.

As many problems as the waves came again. I have to sigh that the energy of these reporters is really strong!

"I don't know all your questions. If you have anything to ask, please ask again at the Xiao's press conference tomorrow morning. Now, please get out of the way!" Han Qilu frowned and shouted loudly. However, who are these people surrounding them? It's a reporter! These people are reporters called "cockroaches that can't be killed"!

Of course, "cockroach" does not mean swearing, it just shows their perseverance.

However, these spirits are extremely torturing the nerves of the interviewee.

Han Qilu's roar was more than enough to deal with the little girls and boys at school, but it was almost useless for reporters. Everyone just stopped for a while, and then continued to ask: "Will the old lady Xiao be transferred? When will he be transferred?"

"I heard that Mrs. Xiao was also in that car. How are the vital signs of Mrs. Xiao now?"

"The traffic police said that the driver who caused the accident escaped. If the driver is caught, how will the Xiao family handle this matter?"

"Enough? Don't ask any more!" An Chuxia shouted loudly: "We haven't even entered yet. How can we know what's going on inside?"

"Go..." Han Qilu ignored the reporters. The mouths of these people were better than the other. Talking to them is absolutely impossible, and it is easy to be tricked out, so the best way is to say nothing.

Han Qilu guarded An Chuxia and approached the back door step by step, and the bodyguard guarding the back door was always ready to open the door for them.

In the process of moving to the back door, more reporters came to hear the news, and the scene became more turbulent for a while.

"Don't push!" Someone yelled, but no one paid any attention to this sound. The crowd was still squeezing forward and couldn't ask questions. It would be okay to take a few photos of Han's future couple!

The crowd rushed forward like a tide. A male videographer raised the camera, hoping to take a complete picture of the two of them. However, what he did not expect was that the people behind squeezed forward desperately, and his camera fell forward uncontrollably.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the camera hit An Chuxia's forehead heavily and then fell to the ground with a series of noises.

"Get all out of me!" Han Qilu flushed his eyes, not because of tears, but pure anger.

He bent down and raised the camera, and under the full view of everyone, he exhausted all his strength and fell directly to the ground. A camera with a value of at least six figures suddenly fell apart, like a disc of sand.

be quiet.

Deathly silence.

Time seemed to be frozen, everyone stopped their hands and feet and looked at Han Qilu blankly.

Even smashed the reporter's camera in public! really! This is Han Qilu! Heir of the Han Group, known as the Devil Master, Han Qilu, the oldest master of the Han family! Han Qilu can do everything.

"I, Han Qilu, put today's words here. If anyone else dared to take a step forward, I won't be the camera, but yours!" This sentence was almost gnashing his teeth. After he finished speaking, he was disdainful. Looking at the reporters again, she turned around and took An Chuxia's hand, lowering her voice: "Go."

The two people walked forward hand in hand, no one dared to catch up and ask any questions, and no one dared to take pictures. Because they all know that Han Qilu does what he said!

The bodyguards opened the door dumbfounded, bent down to welcome Han Qilu into the door, and then quickly closed the iron door.

"Here...not the direction of the inpatient department..." An Chuxia recovered from the shock. She really didn't expect that Han Qilu would be able to suppress the audience in such a chaotic scene.

Of course, it is the premise of ruining a camera.

But ordinary people smashed a camera, it will only cause more disturbance, right?

"Are you a pig?" Han Qilu stopped suddenly and looked at her very uncomfortably: "You look in the mirror to see what you are like."