Misjudge

Looking at the bloodthirsty-looking Qiao Liang, Chief Lan sighed in his heart. "Girl, your honey is going to kill me!"

Tang Xi was wheeled over to the VIP ward and Chief Lan followed in, but as soon as he entered, he was overwhelmed by the pressing aura released by Qiao Liang. He thought this was ridiculous! Why was he, someone old enough to be Qiao Liang's father, so overwhelmed by Qiao Liang that he couldn't even say a word?! How truly strange!

But it was understandable! If Qiao Liang didn't have such an imposing manner, he wouldn't have become a legend of City A in just two years.

Chief Lan, the chief of a police station, would never flinch back, however; if he cowered in front of Qiao Liang, people would laugh at him! And so…

Chief Lan gave an ingratiating smile to Qiao Liang and said, "President Qiao. You know, I have to bring the injury assessment report to the police station and charge Xiao Jinning. Since you are here, I will go first."