The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

That feeling of not knowing anything and having a bad premonition almost drove Wang Zichen crazy.

He rang the bell frantically again, but still no one came.

Angrily, he pulled out the needle of the drip medicine, and frantically swept all the bottles and jars and flowers on the bedside table to the ground.

Then he stumbled to the door and knocked frantically.

Still no one paid attention to him, he opened the window angrily and climbed onto the window sill.

At this time, doctors and nurses hurriedly opened the door and rushed in.

They hurriedly dragged him off the window sill and put him on the bed.

Wang Zichen ignored their movements, his hands carelessly touched the pockets of the doctors and nurses who were close to him: "Mobile phone, which one of you has a mobile phone here."

"We can't bring mobile phones into the ward during working hours," said the doctor.

"Okay." The agitation and emotion just now made Wang Zichen a little dizzy. He took a deep breath and tried his best to get over the dizziness.

However, he didn't make it through, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

After waking up, he didn't know how long he had been here, he didn't want to pay attention to those things, he just wanted to go out, he just wanted to find a phone number to contact N City, so that he could get news of Lan Xinhui as soon as possible.

However, there was still no one in the ward, and of course there was no mobile phone.

He refused treatment and was again manically making a mess of the ward.

That night, Wang Ziji came to see him.

Without saying a word, Wang Zichen went over and snatched his mobile phone.

After getting the mobile phone, Wang Zichen immediately dialed Lan Xinhui's mobile phone, but what he heard was the notification that the other party had turned off the phone.

He opened WeChat again and sent her a voice message, asking her to contact him as soon as possible.

However, no response.

Lan Xinhui's smile update status stayed on the day before the accident, and that was already three days ago!

Wang Zichen hurriedly dialed An Ji's number, and as soon as the call was connected, he immediately asked, "How is Lan Xinhui now?"

An Ji on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and said, "We haven't found her yet."

Wang Zichen stood up from the hospital bed "teng": "What? I haven't found her yet, what do you mean?!"

An Ji said: "After Xiaoji took you away, I started looking for someone to salvage in the river, but I haven't been able to find it yet!"

"Why can't you find it?" Wang Zichen asked manically: "Since you can find me, why can't you find her?!"

An Ji explained: "I heard that after you passed out in the river, she went down to save you. She finally rescued you, but when she was about to come up, she was thrown down by a woman and hit you. After she sank, she never came up again...until now..."

Wang Zichen's feet went limp, he fell down and sat down, and the mobile phone in his hand also dropped.

He fell to the ground, Wang Ziji helped him up, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Who is that woman, the woman who smashed Xinhui with things?!"

Wang Ziji said: "It should be Xin Tiantian. It is said that after she smashed Lan Xinhui with something, she was hit by a big truck when she fled to the main road above... Now she is lying in the hospital for treatment."

"What retribution!" Wang Zichen said with a sneer, "That dead woman, I really want to cut her into pieces."

But, so what?Can killing her get Lan Xinhui back?

Seeing his brother's dejected look, Wang Ziji comforted him, "It's good that we didn't find her. Maybe she was washed downstream and rescued..."

"Yes, I'm going back to City N!" Wang Zichen struggled to get out of bed: "I'm going to find her!"