"Who—" Shen Wenqian turned his head irritably, wanting to see which unwary person dared to stop him.
But when he saw the person's face clearly, Shen Wenqian froze.
"Mr. Gong?"
"It's me." The man in a white Tang suit smiled faintly, lowering the hand blocking Shen Wenqian, "Mr. Shen, I have come by the family head's order to assist. You go ahead inside, I'll handle things here."
With that, he slightly raised his hand, and dozens of bodyguards in black suits charged into the crowd menacingly.
These bodyguards were the Hidden Guards carefully trained by the Xi Family, each experienced and formidable, exuding a bloody aura from afar. Those media reporters who dared to act arrogant in front of Shen Wenqian did not dare to confront these bodyguards, and in no time, they were pushed aside by the bodyguards.
Seeing the congested crowd finally parting to create a path, Shen Wenqian immediately took his assistant into the hospital doors.
