Chapter 1850: Be Careful Of The Machine Fives

When she said this, it seemed that the side had confirmed the speculations of the reporters. All of the reporters were boiling for a while.

Raised the microphones and stepped forward.

"Miss Qiao, in this way, did someone really hit you? Who hit you? Are you prepared to hold the other party legally responsible?"

"Why are you beaten in the hospital?"

"Miss Qiao, I heard that you have always been out of touch with Qiao's family. Is the person who beat you the Qiao family?"

"..."

"No, no one hit me ... not by Qiao's family ..." Qiao Yuanfei seemed to be a frightened bird, and he kept shrinking when he heard the reporter's question.

Her thin and slender body, her scarred face, and her horrified gaze ... the whole person looked very delicate.

When people see her, they can't help feeling distressed.

Hearing that she has been defending those who hurt herself, like fear and fear, has stirred countless people's desire for protection.

"Ms. Joe, have you been injured? Your injury should not be minor. As long as you have an injury report, you can be held accountable!"

"Now it is a society under the rule of law. It is a hooligan to hit people casually. This is the hospital. You must stand up and protect yourself!"

"Concealment is to condone crime!"

"..."

The ears are full of press questions from reporters.

Qiao Yuanfei lowered her head and wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately, he raised his eyes weakly and glanced around.

He pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his lips.

"I can't say ..."

The simple four words are dropped, like pouring a glass of water into a boiling oil pan.

Suddenly oil splashes!

All reporters are crazy and want to dig more inside out from her mouth. Qiao Yuanfei seems to have reacted at this time and said that she was in a hurry and wanted to leave, but was surrounded by reporters. .

"Miss Qiao, what do you mean? Did the person who hit you threaten you?"

"No, I didn't say anything, don't write anything ..."

Qiao Yuanfei denied in a hurry, but the reporter has completely ignored her explanation and continued to exert her powerful imagination.

"Miss Qiao, are you protecting someone? Did the Qiao family ask you to say that?"

"No ... no one wants me to say that, I really have to go, please let me know ..."

Qiao Yuanfei tried hard to squeeze forward, but the reporter in front just smelled the headlines, how could he be willing to let go.

As soon as she took two steps forward, she was stopped again.

One was in a hurry, stumbled to himself, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Tears were pitifully pitiful.

"I beg you not to shoot, I just came to the hospital to give my uncle medicine, I don't know anything ..."

In the noise, a cold voice came from outside the crowd.

"Step aside!"

Sen Leng's two words are like the voice of chasing the soul from hell.

Let the people around them invariably give up a path and look at the source of the sound.

Fan Yu's distinguished and erect body stood at the end of the crowd.

A white handmade suit, showing his gentle and handsome style.

Standing by his own hands, there is no need to say more. The natural aristocratic atmosphere on him is like a natural barrier that can separate him from others.

A gentleman is like a jade.

Facing everyone's eyes, his eyes fell on Qiao Yuanfei, who was sitting on the ground and was bruised, his eyes became dark for a moment!