Chapter 414: [414] This is not my boss

An Chuxia's mind was dumbfounded, and his eyes widened and looked at the doctor in disbelief.
But the big tiger who was pulling the doctor's collar suddenly howled, and threw the doctor aside. The unlucky doctor fell to the ground unsteadily. Later, the little nurses screamed and screamed, calling the security department phone, and suddenly they became a mess.
When the person covered with the white sheet was pushed out, Dahu howled again and fell on the bedside: "Boss! Boss, how can you just leave us like this? Boss!! Boss, you can't die!"
"How... maybe?" An Chuxia shook her head, staring at the person who was covered by the white sheet and opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say a word.
Han Qilu, who looked the most calm among the three, narrowed his eyes at this time, with an expression of disbelief. Will the who slam the American underworld die so easily?
Lifting his footsteps slightly, he came to the push bed and tore open the white sheet before everyone could react. Under the sheets, there was an old, unfamiliar face, pale, but very peaceful.
"You...how can you open the sheet? This is taboo!" An elderly doctor hurriedly picked up the sheet on the floor and covered the deceased with the sheet.
"This... isn't my boss!" Dahu stood up abruptly.
"We are from the Security Section, what happened?" At this moment, the Security Section arrived.
It happened that at this moment, the door of the emergency room was opened again.
"I heard you screaming inside, I'm not dead yet!" Nangong Zifei was pushed out of the hospital bed with wheels. Holding an MP4 in his hand, it looks very leisurely. But his expressions solidified the moment he saw An Chuxia and Han Qilu: "Why are you here?"
Dahu was completely stunned, looking at Nangong Zifei and then at the person who was covered with sheets.
"Mother! We're late!" A large group of people cried and rushed to the bedside of the deceased who Dahu thought was Nangong Zifei.
"It's all a misunderstanding." Han Qilu ignored Nangong Zifei, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to the doctor who had been dragged to death by the tiger. He leaned over and said something in the doctor's ear.
The doctor looked at Han Qilu in a flustered expression, then waved his hand, and those in the Security Department retreated sensibly.
"The deceased is going to the morgue, you give way."
A few minutes later, in the intensive care unit...
"Sorry, boss, I called my sister-in-law." Dahu said with an expression that I knew I was wrong, and then muttered quietly: "But I didn't call that fellow."
Han Qilu's expression was a little unnatural, obviously forbearing.
"Since it's okay, we'll leave first." An Chuxia smiled awkwardly, she really couldn't handle such a scene.
As soon as An Chuxia stood up, Nangong Zifei stretched his hand over An Chuxia's wrist: "Sit down for a while."
"Ah-let go of your hand!" Han Qilu stepped forward and pulled away Nangong Zifei's hand.
"Don't do this!" An Chuxia kept turning to Han Qilu's face.
Han Qilu gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and turned and walked out: "I'm waiting for you at the entrance of the hospital, hurry up."
The door was closed automatically, and An Chuxia had to sit down: "You asked me to stay, what do you want to tell me?"