Strongest Guard

However, no matter how much he admired, he still had to scold those who deserved to be scolded.    

"Oh, the omnipotent Officer Bai, if you think you're more awesome than me, then go ahead and provoke him. I promise I won't even fart." It will only be when I collect your corpse and cry three times. How can you be disobedient?    

"Damn, is he really as scary as you said?" Alright, I'll remember. I'll listen to you. "In the future, as long as it's a man with the surname Yang, I, your grandaunt, will give way to him."    

After hearing that Lee Nanfang was really angry, Bai Linger didn't dare to say anything anymore.    

However, she didn't relax and quickly changed the topic, telling him to go to a ward to find her.    

"Wait a minute, I have something else to do. Half an hour at most. "    

Lee Nanfang came to find Feng Yuntine, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to knock the woman flying.    

Fortunately, she was fine, so Lee Nanfang was a lot more relieved.    

As long as they didn't die, nothing else was a problem.    

What needs to be done needs to be done.    

Along the way, he encountered this incident. After exchanging some pleasantries with Old Liang and the others, it was already two in the afternoon. He was extremely hungry.    

However, thinking that Feng Dashao was still "waiting" for him in the intensive care unit, Lee Nanfang could only use his hand to comfort his stomach. He turned around the clinic building and walked towards the Inpatient Department building at the back.    

The moment he walked out of the corridor that connected the two buildings, Lee Nanfang saw a shiny black car slowly stop in front of the Inpatient Department's building.    

Lee Nanfang, who was about to open the door, sighed when he saw the city girl who got off the car. He turned around and walked to the window, leaned on it and looked outside coldly.    

Other than his aunt Yue Zitong, what other girl could cause Lee Nanfang's originally calm mind to become confused?    

The distance from where Yue Zitong parked the car was about 20 meters.    

Therefore, he could clearly see that Yue Zitong looked pretty good. Even though she was wearing sunglasses, her action of getting out of the car and closing the door was still "healthy and vigorous".    

She glanced down the corridor.    

However, the glass was reflecting light and she was wearing sunglasses, so she didn't see Lee Nanfang behind the window.    

After closing the door, Yue Zitong walked up the stairs gracefully with a bouquet of flowers in her left hand.    

It was still a black windbreaker, but inside it was a white business suit and a pair of black silky legs with tall waists and boots. Under the black windbreaker, it was very eye-catching.    

Why did she come to the Inpatient Department of the Central Hospital?    

He even held flowers in his hands.    

Of course it was to see Feng Yuntine.    

"In the morning, you still claimed that you had nothing to do with Feng Dashao. In the afternoon, some of them came to see him with flowers in their hands. Yue Zitong, your face is changing a little too fast. I almost believed what you said, so I decided to find someone to ask. In the end, which one of you is the real you? "    

After Yue Zitong's slim figure disappeared behind the entrance of the Inpatient Department, Lee Nanfang walked out of the corridor.    

This time, he only sighed, not angry.    

Anger was not an effective way to solve problems.    

It was just like how he was already tired of the ruckus he had had with Yue Zitong.    

It made everyone look like a b * tch, not a single one of them was normal.    

He had to calm down and settle this matter.    

At most, the two of them wouldn't be able to be husband and wife, so they could just be friends.    

Lao Lv had already told Lee Nanfang which floor Feng Yuntine lived on.    

Rich people like Feng Dashao, after being hospitalized, of course have to stay in the intensive care unit.    

1717.    

This could be considered a very lucky number, since it meant that he had to get up.    

Unlike ordinary wards, the corridors of the intensive care ward were all paved with wooden floors. There were also guards assigned to guard the doors. One had to not only have visitors register, but also have permission from the patient to enter.    

"Sir, may I ask which ward you would like to go to and who you would like to see?"    

The nurse in white dress and white hat had a sweet smile on her face. She really wanted someone to kiss her.    

He thought about it for a moment. What if she fell in love with him?    

Boss Lee found that since he had returned to Qingshan, peach blossoms had covered his body. One beautiful girl after another emerged from the ground and surrounded him, making him feel extremely happy and frustrated.    

Lee Nanfang did not dawdle and simply said, "My name is Lee Nanfang. Mu Zili, Northern Swallow Fly Nanfang's Lee Nanfang. You should have said hello here, Jack. "    

"Ah, you are Mr. Lee. "Yes, our dean has already given his instructions on the phone."    

The nurse's smile became even more amiable as she greeted him politely, "Mr. Lee, do you need me to lead you there?"    

"Thanks, but no thanks."    

Lee Nanfang smiled as he thanked him. But just as he was about to leave, he asked again, "Oh right, did someone go to Room 1717?"    

Even though he had already guessed that Yue Zitong came to visit Feng Yuntine, Lee Nanfang still held onto a sliver of hope.    

What if she came to see someone else?    

An example would be a sick employee of the company.    

Unfortunately, after looking at the registration form, the young nurse's answer was that he had not guessed wrongly.    

After thanking him again, Lee Nanfang lit a cigarette and walked into the corridor.    

The nurse wanted to remind him that this was a smoke-free area.    

However, when she thought about Dean Lv's call and how he told her to take care of Mr. Lee, she swallowed her advice back down.    

Unlike the usual corridor in the ward, which was filled with people and a messy temporary hospital bed, it was very quiet in the intensive care unit.    

There were no random people walking around.    

It was as if the windows of every ward were extremely bright.    

The curtains on the doors and windows of the 1717 ward were only half-drawn.    

This allowed Lee Nanfang to see inside from the outside without any effort.    

He saw several people in the room.    

Since the curtains were covered, and he didn't want to lean over to look, he could only see the waists of those people.    

Among the three men, one of them was wearing a blue and white hospital gown. It should be Feng Dashao.    

Lee Nanfang did not care too much about the other two men wearing White Shirt s and black pants.    

He only saw the black trench coat.    

When the owner of the coat sat down, he revealed a white dress, high-waisted riding boots, and half of a beautiful black leg.    

When he walked past the door of ward 1717, Lee Nanfang didn't stop at all and directly walked into the public restroom on the 17th floor.    

Leaning against the wall next to the sink, Lee Nanfang smoked the cigarette in silence. Then, he took out his phone and dialed Yue Zitong's cell number.    

After the bell rang for a while, Lee Nanfang heard clear footsteps in the corridor outside.    

He quickly entered the men's restroom.    

The footsteps did not stop at the door of the washroom. Instead, they quickly walked towards the end of the corridor.    

When the footsteps stopped, the phone rang.    

Yue Zitong's slightly nervous voice came from inside, "Nan, Nanfang, you were looking for me?"    

"Yeah, there's something I want to talk to you about."    

Lee Nanfang nodded lightly and asked: "Are you home yet? I'll go find you. "    

"I … I'm on my way to the production base on the banks of the Yellow River. There seems to be something special going on with Min Rou's side. I'll go take a look. "    

Yue Zitong paused and asked, "Nanfang, why are you looking for me? I'll be right back. Half an hour at most. Are you at the company? "    

"Then forget it, let's talk about it in the future."    

After Lee Nanfang said that, he pressed his phone and leaned against the door. He looked up at the ceiling with an expressionless face.    

"Hello, hello. Nanfang, why … why did you call me?"    

Yue Zitong's somewhat anxious voice was heard clearly from the corridor outside.    

The phone in Lee Nanfang's hand started to vibrate.    

He didn't care.    

After two vibrations, Yue Zitong stopped dialing his cell phone.    

A few minutes later, the crisp and rhythmic sound of footsteps could be heard again from outside the washroom.    

Soon, Yue Zitong said her goodbyes, saying that something urgent had happened at the company and she needed to go back immediately to resolve it. Feng Yuntine should rest assured and take care of his body, so he would come back when she had time.    

"Tongtong, be careful when driving."    

Yue Zitong's figure had already disappeared outside the corridor. Feng Yuntine, whose face was flushed red, let out a roar before returning to the ward. He asked the two men who accompanied him, "I want you guys to sincerely say, am I compatible with Yue Zitong?"    

"Feng Dashao, you and Director Yue are definitely a match made in heaven."    

"It's just that I look a little shabby, and feel ashamed of my inferiority in front of Director Yue. Otherwise, I would have the guts to compete with you, Young Master. "    

His two subordinates weren't blind, how could they not see how Feng Dashao tried to please Yue Zitong? How could they not flatter him and slap him to the ground?    

"Lil 'Six, with just your appearance, you dare to compete with me. "Why don't you take a piss and look at your own appearance."    

Feng Dashao chuckled. Just as he said that, the door opened and someone said coldly, "Yeah, you're not going to take a piss. Look at your appearance, how can you be compatible with that woman?"    

"Who?"    

Jack looked back, startled.    

He had seen Lee Nanfang before and had a deep memory of him.    

Thinking back to before, when Feng Dashao was standing in front of the Kaihuang Group Hall with a rose in his hand, begging Director Yue to marry him, it was this fellow who smashed the roses on the ground into pieces, and then ruthlessly beat him up in the Western Restaurant.    

In Feng Dashao's memory, Lee Nanfang seemed to be a car driver in Yue Zitong's company.    

However, how could this broken driver dare to trespass into his intensive care unit today, and even say such harsh words?    

Feng Dashao was immediately enraged. He pointed at the door and roared, "Get out!"    

"Get out of here, you two."    

Lee Nanfang said to his two underlings as he walked quickly towards Feng Yuntine.    

"F * ck, little son of a b * tch, who are you talking to?"    

Those two subordinates were furious.    

Without needing Feng Dashao to say anything, they all jumped towards Lee Nanfang.    

One fist covered with snow, while the other fist covered Black Tiger's heart.    

Death was fierce.    

But no matter if it was the snowflakes or Black Tiger's heart, they didn't even come in contact with Lee Nanfang's hair. They suddenly screamed miserably and flew out one by one from left to right.    

With two loud bangs, the two of them crashed into the wall and then fell to the ground, rolling for a few times before falling to the ground.    

Lee Nanfang came to find Feng Yuntine. He didn't want to waste time with other people, so he directly dealt with them and made them pass out happily.    

"Ah!" You, don't come near me!    

He saw with his own eyes that his two subordinates were knocked unconscious on the ground like scarecrows by Lee Nanfang, which scared Feng Dashao so much that he hurriedly backed off.    

Lee Nanfang rushed forward, grabbed his collar, pushed him straight to the window and opened a window.    

When the cold wind blew in, before Feng Dashao could figure out what was going on, he felt his body lighten and fly towards the window. He was so scared that he wanted to scream out loud, but his neck was stuck in the window.    

Lee Nanfang didn't care how uncomfortable he was, he grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and took out his phone with the other.    

When Yue Zitong's cell phone rang again, she had just walked out of the Inpatient Department's lobby.    

"Nanfang, why are you looking for me?"    

Just as Yue Zitong finished her sentence, she was interrupted by Lee Nanfang. "Turn around and look at the 17th floor."