Mu Beichen raised his wrist and glanced at the time. At 11:30 in the morning, it was almost time for the hospital to get off work.

He raised his eyes, took a deep look at Bai Wei, opened a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "A Wei, I'm going to perform downstairs, I hope you feel better after the performance!"

"Go away." Bai Wei glanced at the man in disgust, his tone was cold and full of anger.

In the past five years, she has had a hard time, and she has never made it easier for the man in front of her. She tortured him in different ways, for example, in front of him, dumping the food he made into the trash can, for example, putting Xiao Xiao A diamond ring was thrown into the filthy public health fecal pool of the hospital, and he was asked to kneel down to pick it up...

But the man in front of him was like a mountain, no matter how she tortured and revenge on him, she never said a word. Until now, she had made him a dignified deputy bureaucrat with status, status, and decent enough to perform striptease in front of the whole courtyard.

He still did it obediently.

Bai Wei's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't tell whether he felt the pleasure of revenge, or a faint feeling of distress.

It was noon downstairs, and outside the gate of the hospital's inpatient department, the crowd poured out like a tide. There are doctors, nurses, patients and countless family members who have to go out to buy food——

Right in front of everyone's eyes, a handsome, tall man, dressed in a straight suit, stood at the door of the hospital and made all kinds of weird dance moves-he was dancing a striptease.

When Su Yuyan took her husband's hand and went downstairs to see, Mu Beichen had already taken off his coat and white shirt, revealing a strong and straight body, only a suit and trousers were left...

Next to him were the crowds who stopped to watch the excitement. They looked at this handsome and refined man and danced a striptease in the crowd, as if they saw a god descend to the earth, their mouths opened in shock.

"My God! Is this person crazy? He looks good and doesn't wear bad clothes. Why did he dance in this public place?"

"Yeah, this is a good show that can only be seen in the clubhouse after spending money. I didn't expect to see it at the door of the hospital during the day."

"Wow, this man is in such a good shape! Look, do you still have eight-pack abs?" The crowd onlookers were not satisfied with watching the excitement, and began to point at Mu Beichen: "Hey, handsome guy, he's in good shape, jump and undress here. What's the point of dancing? With your face, why don't you go to a nightclub to be a cowherd?"

"Yeah! Come on, aim at the camera and keep taking it off, keep taking it off..."

"God, which lunatic ran out of the mental hospital? In broad daylight, under the bright sky, take off your clothes here, don't you have to show your face?"

For a while, there were shouts and cheers all around, everyone took pictures, laughed, and insulted. In short, at this moment, no one regarded this man as a human being.

Mu Beichen stood in the open space in the middle of the crowd, his eyes were darker than the middle of the night, staring at all this indifferently, he laughed at himself, and took off his kuzi expressionlessly, revealing only a blue square trousers corner.

"Wow! I have a good figure! 1m9+, wide shoulders, narrow waist, straight back, so handsome-"

There was a burst of shouting around, especially when the nurses and sisters in the hospital saw Mu Beichen's peerless figure, all of them drooled and blushed.