The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

As time passed by, Shen Zhaohui began to become anxious.

We must not waste any more time.

Otherwise, those people would have come looking for him before he even walked out of the hospital.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the man in front of him, and whispered something into his ear with a troubled expression. The man finally raised his head and looked at him.

This patient actually told him that he couldn't find the toilet?

"Just go straight over there and then turn."

The man pointed out his finger again, and Shen Zhaohui was still very confused.

"Brother, why don't you take me there? It's my first time on this floor, so I might have lost my head for a while."

The man originally didn't want to get involved, but he begged again and again and had no choice but to agree.

"Then you can see clearly."

The man was talking as he walked forward, unaware of the triumphant smile on Yao Mengyuan's lips.

It wasn't until he reached the door of the toilet that Shen Zhaohui saw no one inside, that he felt relieved and pretended to thank the man.

"Brother, it's all thanks to you this time."

The man twitched his lips to express that you're welcome, then turned around and wanted to leave, but felt a strong force pulling his arm back.

In panic, the man turned around and found Shen Zhaohui dragging him inside with a smile on his face.

"What are you going to do..."

The man's eyes widened in horror, and just as he was about to scream, he punched him in the head, rolling his eyes and fainting.

Until the moment he fell to the ground, he still didn't understand why the patient who had seemed so weak and even unspeakable just now was so full of life and frighteningly strong.

After three strokes, five divided by two, Shen Zhaohui quickly changed into clothes in the toilet, pulled on his slightly short skirt and strode out of the hospital door.

It had been a long time since he had breathed fresh air, and at this moment, he was filled with emotions.

Humph, these stupid guys thought they could lock him up, but when the time comes, he must show them what it means to get nothing out of a bamboo basket.

Shen Zhaohui lowered his head and unconsciously scratched his hair. His sleeves slipped down his arms, revealing a small burn on his wrist.

He still remembered this scar, which was accidentally burned when there was a fire in the warehouse.

There happened to be a piece of news being played on the electronic screen across the road.

"According to her agent, Yao Mengyuan has been recovered and her vital signs are currently stable, but whether the concert can be held..."

The female host's voice was as gentle as water. Shen Zhaohui raised his head slightly and heard a familiar name.

What a coincidence, isn't that guy also one of his enemies?

If I didn’t see the news today, I would almost forget it.

Shen Zhaohui rubbed his chin, raised his legs and walked to a slightly secluded place to continue listening to the host describing Yao Mengyuan's current situation.

He really wanted to see what that guy's expression would be like when he saw him now.

Recalling that day in the warehouse, her face was distorted and she lit up and smiled wildly at herself. I don't know if her expression will be the same as that day when she sees herself today. I'm really looking forward to it.

At this time, reporters were already standing outside the private hospital where Yao Mengyuan was staying. They were scrambling to learn about Yao Mengyuan's latest physical condition and arrangements for the concert.

Sister Xu could only try her best to respond one by one, but she still couldn't keep up with the speed of their questions.

"As an agent, what do you think of Yao Mengyuan going out for fun less than a week before her concert?"

"Can Yao Mengyuan's current physical condition allow the concert to be held normally? If not, how will the matter be properly handled?"

One after another sharp questions made Sister Xu’s head feel big but she was helpless.

Shen Zhaohui arrived at the entrance of the hospital almost effortlessly. Only then did he realize that there were not only reporters watching the excitement but also fans of Yao Mengyuan.

They all looked anxious, eager to break through the security guards and rush to see Yao Mengyuan's current physical condition.

There were even fanatical fans shouting at the hospital door, as if if he shouted as hard as he could, Yao Mengyuan could hear their concern upstairs.

Shen Zhaohui walked to the side and crouched down under the shade of a tree to watch quietly the ridiculous scene in front of him. He just wanted to laugh at these people for looking like fools.

He still regards Yao Mengyuan as an angel here. Only he knows how bad that woman is.

Shen Zhaohui sat aside leisurely and waited from noon to evening.

It was also at this time that the nurse who went to deliver dinner finally discovered that Shen Chaohui was missing.

He looked at the empty ward in shock, quickly turned around and ran out, stammering to ask the nurse if she had seen the guy in the ward.

Ever since Shen Zhaohui woke up, that ward had become a place that no one of the nurses wanted to go to. Naturally, they knew who the nurse was talking about.

"That guy has disappeared. He was still there when I went there at noon, but now I find that there is no one in the ward."

The caregiver's face even turned slightly pale from fright.

The head nurse looked at the nurse's stammering description with suspicion. She pretended to be calm, but she still felt guilty in her heart.

"Xiao Wang, don't scare me. If the guy here disappears, then our hospital will be turned over!"

She didn't dare to delay and hurriedly followed the nurse, hoping that he would take her to see what was going on.

"I'm not lying, I just saw through the glass door that there was nothing on the bed..."

The nurse defended herself vigorously.

It was not until the two of them arrived at the ward where Shen Zhaohui lived that the head nurse was dumbfounded.

"This, this, this, where have these people gone?"

She quickly opened the door and almost turned the inside of the ward upside down, but found no trace of Shen Zhaohui.

This is bad!

The head nurse slapped her head and planned to go to the monitoring room to retrieve the video to see where this guy was and whether he had left the hospital.

"It's been such a long time, maybe he ran away long ago."

But the nurse comforted him in a kind tone: "It's okay. He is a lunatic anyway. He can't walk very far. He probably can only wander around the hospital. Maybe he will come back by himself by then."

The head nurse's face turned pale. If she was just walking around the hospital, it would be fine. She couldn't imagine the impact it would have if this guy with a bad mind got into trouble outside.

"Quick, go to the control room now. If you are late, it will be too late."