Chapter 23

The doctor felt pity, called An Xia who was about to leave, and took out a winter jacket uniformly distributed by the hospital from the cabinet.

"I just got it from the logistics department. It's a little big. If you don't want to wear it for a few days, you still need to take care of it. Don't let yourself catch a cold."

The sudden kindness made An Xia stunned, and her eyes suddenly became a little more vigilant.

In her world, in her code, it is very dangerous to show kindness to strangers, because that person may want to kill her.

When she was young, she helped a lost three-year-old child go home. She was assassinated on the way and was seriously injured. She was raised for half a year.

Her father told her that the child was the bait and that the kindness she unleashed nearly killed herself.

Since then, kindness has been stripped from her body, rejecting the kindness of others, and refusing to release her own kindness.

The moment the doctor handed over the clothes, An Xia's eyes turned a lot colder.

"Don't dislike it, the style is not very good-looking, but the quality is very good, give it, wear it well." The men's jacket was forcibly shoved into An Xia's hands. The attending doctor in his early 40s was lecturing An Xia like a daughter. , "It doesn't matter if you look good or not, just keep warm, the little girl's family, you can't just look at the appearance, not practical."

A nurse brought a patient through the door, and the doctor immediately "boomed" Anxia out of the office.

The commander-in-chief of the Empire, who was "boomed" away, took the men's XL jacket and took a bewildering pace across the corridor and into the elevator.

So, just because she was wearing less clothes, she gave her the clothes because she was afraid that she would catch a cold?

It wasn't until she walked out of the hospital gate, and the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes hit her face, and the icy chill made her gradually wake up.

The cold wave came, and it was indeed a little cold.

Putting on the jacket, it has been hard and cold, and the heart that has been built with layers of barriers seems to have a hint of warmth.

Inside an inconspicuous gray sedan at the gate of the hospital, a man with sharp eyes watched a girl in a jacket cross the road and walk into an Internet cafe.

"Internet cafe?" The old man Bo knocked on the armrest of the car with his eyes closed and instructed lightly, "Get her online records. In addition, find a way to let Mrs. Song know that the eldest Miss An is also in the hospital."

The little girl has changed, but unfortunately, she is more reckless.

Even if Zhiqing made a mistake, it would not be her turn to teach him a lesson.

For the affection of Mr. An, let him, the old man, teach her how to deal with others.

The old man smiled, and the ruthlessness hidden in the charity eyes disappeared like a flash in the pan.

The man stalking didn't realize that before An Xia entered the Internet cafe, she seemed to have no intention of turning her head to look in the direction of the hospital. She looked back, passed the gray-white car, and with a cold smile on her lips, pushed the door and entered the Internet cafe.

Over there, Mrs. Song, who lives in the same hospital, smashed everything that could be smashed in the ward and screamed, "I don't agree, I don't agree! I want her to pay for Yanyan's life!"

"Pay your life? Do you think I don't want to? Let me tell you, Ai Jinghua, you are also responsible for Yanyan's accident!" Song Zhengwei ripped his neck away, and he was so tired that he didn't have the calm demeanor he used to have.

"It doesn't matter if no one knows about playing it in private, but she, she's so brave, what kind of live broadcast is she playing! It's also said that she is the king's law in Xuancheng! If it wasn't for the Bo family's quick action, the nobles from the imperial city would have long since arrived. He shot the Song family to death!

"Look at those posts on the Internet again. All of them are remade videos of the Bo family explaining that they are acting! Paying for your life? Your daughter is not a pity to die!"