Chapter 8 Ziana Scott's Condition

"Everyone, please sit down!" Boris Lewis clasped his hands and nodded calmly.

Several people sat down before the policeman explained to Ziana Scott, "Miss Scott, Mr. Lu claimed that you intentionally hurt someone, causing him a slight concussion."

They played a video, the one where she smashed his head with her bag, and took a clear picture of their faces.

Nell Taylor handed over a mild concussion and handed it over to Ziana Scott.

The preparations are quite complete.

On the way here, Ziana Scott was still thinking about what she could do, but when she saw Boris Lewis, she knew it all.

No wonder he left the stage during the draft and never came back, so he was waiting for her here!

She sneered in her heart, but immediately apologized, "Two police officers, let you go, I'm sorry I was wrong, I am willing to take responsibility, including but not limited to all medical expenses, and promise not to do it again in the future. Mr. Lewis , I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

The policeman looked at the little girl in front of him. She was pretty and she spoke nicely. She didn't look like someone who disagreed with negotiating private affairs at all.

However, people should not be judged by their appearance. There are many people who are usually arrogant and domineering, and they will admit cowardice when they see them.

"Okay. Since you have a good attitude of admitting your mistakes, then you two should keep this matter private?" They still suggested that it should be private if you can.

Ziana Scott smiled flatteringly, "It's private, I agree to private, Mr. Lewis, what do you think?"

Seeing her flattering smile, Boris Lewis couldn't help but sneer.

He thought she was so powerful, didn't he ask him to let her go in the end?

Boris Lewis told Nell Taylor to send the two officers away, leaving them alone in the room.

He looked at Ziana Scott and curled his lower lip coolly, "As long as you leave Japera City, I won't pursue this matter."

Ziana Scott's cell phone rang at this moment.

"Mr. Lewis, you wait first." She stood up and walked outside.

Her body proportions are very good, her front is convex and her back is curled up. Every step she takes, her waist and hips are twisted in a charming way, and her fair calves are looming under the waves of the black skirt.

Boris Lewis frowned, suspecting that she was trying to seduce him on purpose.

"Go outside to answer the phone!" He scolded dissatisfied.

Ziana Scott rolled her eyes speechlessly, she was going to go out, what's wrong with this person?

She squeezed the phone and went to the corridor to get through.

Yudel Scott on the other end asked her, "What happened to the hot search? How did you get taken away? Where are you now? Do you need me to deal with it?"

Ziana Scott leaned against the wall and said flatly, "Well, something happened, you bring some people over."

"Take someone?" Yudel Scott pondered the words, "Who?"

Ziana Scott snorted indifferently, "Someone was concussed by me, you bring a medical team over and check him out."

From the tone of her voice, Yudel Scott knew someone was going to suffer.

He paused and said, "Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Then I wait for you."

After Ziana Scott hung up the phone, she went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, and when she came back, she saw Yudel Scott.

He walked in the front, with more than 20 bodyguards walking side by side, and behind the bodyguards was a medical team of dozens of people.

When everyone saw Ziana Scott, they all saluted and said hello, "Miss Scott!"

Ziana Scott waved towards them, and opened the door first to go inside.

"Why did you make a phone call..." Boris Lewis saw the person behind her, and his handsome face quickly sank.

His eyes were cold, his pupils were full of ink, and his thin lips formed a cold arc, "Ziana Scott, you better give me an explanation."

"It's Miss Scott."

She lazily corrected him, and walked to the bed with her slender waist twisted under his cannibalistic eyes.

As soon as she raised her hand, the bodyguard standing behind immediately moved a chair for her.

She sat down, raised Erlang's legs, hooked the broken hair by her ears with two slender fingers, and then snapped her fingers, "Let's get started."

More than a dozen bodyguards stepped forward and surrounded the entire hospital bed.

Boris Lewis' eyes were cold, and just as he was about to make a move, his hands and feet were restrained.

He is good at martial arts, it is difficult to meet opponents alone, even if one fights three, one fights four, it is more than enough, but there are about twenty people on the opposite side!

The bodyguards pressed him firmly on the bed, stretched his hands and feet and tied him up.

The accompanying medical team also moved, some were debugging equipment, some were cleaning the scalpels, and they were busy.

"Ziana Scott!" Boris Lewis called her angrily, "Ziana Scott, what are you doing!"

No one paid any attention to him.

Ziana Scott is holding the coffee gracefully, sipping small sips, not even bothering to look here.

"Ziana Scott!"

"Ziana Scott... Xia... Miss Scott!" Boris Lewis called out the title through gritted teeth.

"I'm here." Ziana Scott laughed and comforted him gently, "Mr. Lewis, don't be afraid. I beat you today. I feel very guilty and worried about your physical condition, so I called someone to give you a comprehensive treatment. Body checkup."

"No need!" Boris Lewis couldn't figure out her routine, but he had an intuition that there was nothing good to do, so he refused without thinking, "You tell them to stop!"

Ziana Scott shook her head, "That won't work, everyone has come here, and it's been hard work, so we can't make a trip in vain."

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Boris Lewis couldn't believe her kindness.

Ziana Scott didn't answer. At this moment, dozens of doctors in white coats stepped forward and put on the equipment for him.

half an hour later.

The doctor presented the examination report to Ziana Scott, "Miss Scott, Mr. Lewis did have a mild concussion."

Ziana Scott was amazed.

She read the report twice, and asked worriedly, "It's so serious? Is it necessary to have a craniotomy?"

Boris Lewis: ? ? ? ? ?

I just had a mild concussion, and you actually want to give me a dipper?

The doctor was taken aback by the question, and glanced at Yudel Scott, who pushed up his glasses and smiled chillingly.

The doctor understood, and immediately said solemnly, "Yes, a craniotomy is recommended."

Ziana Scott sighed, reassured Boris Lewis and said, "Mr. Lewis, don't be too nervous, it's just a craniotomy, and it will pass as soon as you close your eyes and open them. Don't worry, I will accompany you, they are all elites. elites, there will never be medical accidents."

The doctor listened from the side and felt his scalp tingling. Yes, it would not appear under normal circumstances, unless Miss Scott specifically hinted.

When Boris Lewis heard this, how could he not understand?

He sneered and became extremely angry, but calmed down instead.

Now he is fish and meat, and he is slaughtered by others, and he can't do without seeing the situation clearly.

He said word by word in a deep voice, "Miss Scott, tell me your conditions directly."

"Oh. Mr. Lewis understands people, so I won't be polite." Ziana Scott sat on the edge of the bed, leaned slightly, raised his chin with one hand, and spoke slowly under his cloudy gaze, " Why don't we forget about today's matter?""