Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

How does he look like a patient?

Where can I find a patient who demands so much and is so domineering?

Li Beijue was stunned for a moment when she yelled at him, unable to react. He quickly realized what he was doing, his temples on both sides twitched suddenly, and he narrowed his eagle eyes, just about to teach this ignorant woman a lesson.

at this time.

Huo Yi, who had originally sent the doctor out, fell back and met his fiery eyes. He secretly lit a candle for himself and said bravely, "Sir, there are many reporters outside."

"Reporters? Why are there reporters?" Chi Enen was confused.

Huo Yi explained with a headache, "It must have been some medical staff who leaked the news that Sir Alex was injured, which attracted a large number of reporters."

It's okay for reporters to come, they can be stopped by security guards.

But the hospital is not a hotel after all, and no matter how rich Li Beijue is, he can't book the place.

The trouble is that it is impossible not to let others see the doctor.

Reporters have always done whatever it takes to get news. For example, pretending to be a patient and sneaking into a hospital, some reporters can definitely do it!

Once one media gets a picture of Sir Alex Ferguson, other media will try their best to get in.

By then, Sir Alex may not even be able to take a good rest, let alone recuperate from his injuries.

The most terrible thing is that this hospital does not have a separate VIP ward area. In other words, its VIP ward and ordinary wards are all in the same inpatient department. It is more difficult for security guards to screen people.

Chi Enen also thought of what Huo Yi had thought of and frowned.

Li Beijue's handsome face was still a little pale. He sat up and calmly told Huo Yi, "I remember that Yunteng has a resort by the sea. Go make arrangements and clear the place. I will move there."

He seemed to know what Huo Yi was going to say, so he added, "Call Si Chen, tell him the situation, and ask him to come over."

With Si Chen, a top doctor, here, Huo Yi swallowed his words and said rigorously, "Yes, Sir, I will make arrangements right away."

Chi Enen watched him pull out the infusion needle in his hand, hurriedly supported him, and said worriedly, "Li Beijue, are you okay?"

He was hit in the back of the head with a chair, and even helped Chi Enen block several stab wounds. Although the stab wounds were all in non-fatal places, it would be absolutely false to say that there was no problem at all. The blood on Li Beijue's handsome face faded a little, and he looked even paler. If his aura hadn't been so strong, he might have become more sickly. He said indifferently, "It's nothing, just a small injury." , It’s not like I haven’t experienced it before.”

Chi Enen saw his pale face with sharp eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Li Beijue, wait, I'll ask the doctor to come over."

Just as she was about to leave, someone grabbed her wrist, "Why are you calling the doctor?"

Chi Enen raised his brows and said worriedly, "Let the doctor check you again to see if you are suitable to move. If not, I will find a way to stop those reporters."

"You can't stop it."

He has much more experience in this area than Chi Enen. Journalists are definitely the most pervasive existence.

And it's only going to get more and more.

If you don't leave now, when more reporters arrive, all doors of the hospital will definitely be surrounded, and it will be even more troublesome if you want to leave then.

"Chi Enen, listen to me!"