The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Ziana’s Condition”

“Everyone, please have a seat!” Boris clasped his hands and nodded calmly.

After these people sat down, a policeman explained to Ziana, “Miss Scott, Mr. Lewis claimed that you intentionally hurt him and caused him a mild concussion.”

They played a video in which she smashed his head with her bag, and it took a clear picture of their

faces.

Nell handed over a report of mild concussion to Ziana together.

They seemed to be well-prepared.

On the way here, Ziana was still thinking about what she had done, but when she saw Boris, she understood everything.

No wonder he left the show in the middle and never came back, so he was waiting for her here!

She sneered in her heart but immediately apologized, “Officers, I’m sorry. I was wrong, and 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 am sorry. Will you forgive me?”

The policemen looked at the little girl in front of them. 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 were many people who were usually arrogant and domineering, but they would be cowardly when they saw the police.

“Okay. Since you have a good attitude toward admitting your mistakes, then you two should keep this matter private.” The policemen still suggested that it should be private if they agreed.

Ziana smiled flatteringly, “Private, of course. I agree. Mr. Lewis, what do

you think?”

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

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

Boris asked Nell to send the two police officers away, leaving only the two of them in the room.

He looked at Ziana and smiled co*lly, “As long as you leave Japera City, I won’t pursue this matter.”

Ziana’s phone rang at this moment.

“Mr. Lewis, wait a minute.” She stood up and walked outside.

Her body was very good, looking like an hourglass. With every step she took, her waist and hips were twisted charmingly, and her fair calves were looming under the waves of the black skirt.

Boris frowned, suspecting that she was deliberately seducing him.

“Go outside to answer the plfone!” He scolded, dissatisfied.

Ziana rolled her eyes speechlessly. She was on the way out, and what was wrong with this person?

She squeezed the phone and went to the corridor to answer it.

Yudel, on the other end, asked her, “I saw the trending topic. Why did you get taken away? Where are you now? Do you need me to deal with it?”

Ziana leaned against the wall and said flatly, “Well, something happened, and I need you to bring some people over.”

“Bring some people?” Yudel thought about this, “Bring whom?”

Ziana snorted nonchalantly, “I beat someone into a concussion, so you bring a medical team over to

check him out.”

As soon as Yudel heard her tone, he knew that someone was going to suffer.

He paused and said, “Okay, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

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

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 they saw Ziana, they all saluted and greeted her, “Miss Scott!”

Ziana waved her hand towards them and opened the door first to go inside.

“Why did you make a phone call…” Boris saw the person behind her, and his handsome face quickly

darkened.

His eyes were cold, his pupils were dark as night, and his thin lips outlined a cold arc, “Ziana, you’d 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 fierce eyes.

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

her.

She sat down, crossed her legs, h**ked the broken hair around her ears with two slender fingers, and snapped her fingers, “Let’s get started.”

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

Boris’s eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to move, his hands and feet were restrained.

He was good at martial arts, and it was difficult to meet opponents alone. He could even fight three or four people by himself, but there were 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 while some were cleaning the scalpels, and they were busy.

“Ziana Scott.” Boris called her angrily in a low voice, “Ziana, what are you going to do?”

No one answered him.

Ziana was holding the coffee gracefully, sipping it in small sips, and she didn’t even bother to look

here.

“Ziana Scott!”

“Ziana… Miss Scott!” Boris gritted his teeth and called out this title.

“Yes?” Ziana laughed and comforted him gently, “Mr. Lewis, don’t be afraid. I feel very guilty for beating you today. I am very worried about your physical condition, so I asked someone to give you a comprehensive physical check up.”

“No need!” Boris couldn’t figure out her plan, but he had an intuition that nothing good would happen, so he refused without thinking, “You tell them to stop!”

Ziana shook her head, “No. They have already come here, and it’s been a long trip, so they can’t just make a trip for nothing.”

“What are you trying to do?” Boris couldn’t believe she could be nice.

Ziana didn’t answer, and at this moment, dozens of doctors in lab coats stepped forward and put on the equipment for him.

Half an hour later.

The doctor presented the examination report to Ziana, “Miss Scott, Mr. Lewis indeed has a mild

concussion.”

Ziana was very surprised.

She read the report twice and asked worriedly, “It looks so serious. Is it necessary to have a craniotomy?” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Boris widened his eyes.

Boris just had a mild concussion, and Ziana actually wanted to give him a craniotomy.

The doctor was startled by the question and looked at Yudel, who pushed his glasses and smiled, making people shudder.

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

Ziana sighed, comforted Boris, 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 of elites, and there will never be medical malpractice.”

The doctor listened to her and felt his scalp tingling. Yes, under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t happen unless Miss Scott gave a special hint.

When Boris heard this, how could he not understand?

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

Now he was like a piece of meat, and he could get tr*mpled upon, so he had to see the situation

clearly.

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

“Mr. Lewis is smart, so let’s cut to the chase.” Ziana sat on the edge of the bed, leaned slightly, raised his chin with one hand, and under his cloudy gaze, said slowly…