Ruan Baichun raised his head and looked at the empty space above his head.
She always felt that in the void, a few inches above her head, there was already a sword of Damocles hanging high, and the horse mane used to pull it was howling about to break.
The sharp sword will fall at any moment, and she has nowhere to escape.
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"Adoptive mother." Zhan Wuyou followed her gaze and said worriedly, "Your complexion is not very good."
Ruan Baichun forced a smile, "Maybe the air conditioner at home is too low, and it's getting cold."
"Then I'll adjust it higher for you." Zhan Wuyou took the remote control and adjusted it to 28 degrees.
After adjusting it, he didn't see him put down the remote control, but kept holding it in his palm as if he had something on his mind.
He was like a confused child, with discussion and dependence, and whispered, "Adoptive mother, does mother...don't like me? I haven't seen my mother much these days. She seems to be in poor health and often alone Lock yourself in the room. Even if uncle wants to talk to her, he has no chance."
Ruan Baichun's heart skipped a beat.
Wu Zijun is unwilling to communicate with others, how could she forget this!
For her, this news was like a lifeline from a desperate situation!
She knows Wu Zijun's madness best, and it may not be so easy to tell Wu Xinjing everything about the past in detail.
Wu Xinjing only came yesterday, and he hasn't been able to talk to Wu Zijun yet.
If she seizes the opportunity, she can still come back!
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Zhan Wuyou looked at Ruan Baichun's eyebrows that suddenly lit up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Worriless," Ruan Baichun held Zhan Wuyou's wrist with his backhand, worry was already on his face, "You are a good and filial child, and if you can find a mother, your adoptive mother will also be happy for you. But this matter... you should be more cautious. "
She said earnestly, "It's better to go to the hospital and do a paternity test to be safer. After all, you are with Lord Yan now, and it is inevitable that someone who cares will start with you."
Zhan Wuyou hesitated, "But my mother's health is not very good..."
Ruan Baichun, "That's why I need to go to the hospital. I don't feel well. There is no reason to stay at home and wait for the full recovery. Check if there is any discomfort in the body. By the way, I can also do a paternity test. The adoptive mother in the first hospital in the city happens to know People, go now and get the report later."
"Today?" Zhan Wuyou glanced at his watch and said politely, "Could it be a little late?"
Ruan Baichun didn't want to miss the opportunity, and said sternly, "As you get older, you need to pay more attention to some seemingly insignificant diseases. Especially depression, look how high the death rate of depression is now, she is always Locking yourself in a room, that's the real danger."
"You're right." Zhan Wuyou seemed completely convinced. He stood up from the sofa and walked out the door in a hurry. While walking, he still turned his head and said to Ruan Baichun, "Adoptive mother, Are you going to pick up mom with you?"
"I won't take your car, let's meet up at the hospital." Ruan Baichun explained, "I have to say hello to my friends first."
If she ran into Wu Xinjing or Yan Qing accidentally on the way there, her plan would be ruined.
Zhan Wuyou nodded, and didn't say that it could be solved with a phone call, and there was no need to go to the hospital.
He changed his shoes back, and put the remote control in his hand into the shoe cabinet inadvertently.
After closing the shoe door, he turned around and said, "Then I'll call you when I get to the hospital?"
"Okay, let's go."
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Zhan Wuyou turned his back to the villa, the corners of his lips curled into a half-smile.
A city hospital
Zhan Jinru is in this hospital.
Ruan Baichun is trying to play tricks
Killed mother and blamed Zhan Jinru
In this way, there is no proof of death, and everything can be pinned to Zhan Jinru. No matter how many mouths he has, he can't tell.
Zhan Wuyou has no shortage of predicting Ruan Baichun with the most vicious thoughts.
I hope she has some new ideas. Don't let him guess right so easily.
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On the way to Wu's house, all the way to the green light, Zhan Wuyou went straight to Wu Xinjing's courtyard after entering the door.
"Uncle." Wu Xinjing was tall and stood out in the flowery courtyard.
"Come here?" Wu Xinjing put away the shower and put it aside.
The Wu family are all born tall, even Wu Zijun has 172, but Zhan Wuyou only grew to 175, standing next to Wu Xinjing who is nearly two meters long, barely reaching his shoulders.
Wu Xinjing patted him on the shoulder lightly, the texture under his palm was rough, not much better than Wu Zijun.
This mother and son... What kind of life did they live during their absence
There was a hint of guilt on his face, and his voice couldn't help becoming more gentle. "Let's have lunch together at noon? Xiaojun is a little sleepy and just went back to his yard to sleep. Just send someone to call before dinner." He said and ordered the people around him to bring some snacks, and then led Zhan Wuyou to the main hall .
Zhan Wuyou trailed him by half a step, "Then I won't bother Mom, I might not be in time for lunch."
He said with a smile.
He has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his smile is gentle and soft, like a carefree little pet.
"Do you want to go to the theater? I've already arranged actors, and they're in the city's first hospital."
Zhan Jinru was sent to Shiyi.
Wu Xinjing understood what he meant, and couldn't help chuckling a few times. The voice vibrating from his chest was magnetic and pleasant, "It seems to be a good play."
"You will be satisfied." Zhan Wuyou smiled like a little fox, "But before that, I have to borrow someone from you, who is close to my mother."
Wu Xinjing glanced at Zhan Wuyou, "It's simple."
He clapped his hands, and the people guarding the courtyard door approached quickly, and stopped five steps away, as if obeying instructions.
Zhan Wuyou glanced at the man's slightly protruding temples, then lowered his head to look at the jade tiles on the soles of his feet.
Wu Xinjing said concisely, "Go find it."
"yes."
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The man walked smoothly.
When walking around, his steps were breezy, and Zhan Wuyou looked like a trainer, and he was also a master.
It would be difficult to knock down the opponent with his current skill!
A random person popping up beside my uncle has such ability. I don't know what I have been doing for more than 20 years since I left
Could it be possible to set up an organization similar to 'Confusion'
Zhan Wuyou thought about it for a while, but before he came back to his senses, the Lian Jiazi with bulging temples brought a thin woman and walked over.
The woman lowered her head, her clothes and hairstyle had obviously been tidied up deliberately.
At first glance, it looks exactly like Wu Zijun.
When I got closer, I realized that even the eyebrows and eyes of this person had a somewhat similar taste.
Zhan Wuyou couldn't help cheering and said, "Uncle is really amazing, let's go."
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The woman went straight into Zhan Wuyou's car.
He glanced at the rearview mirror and chatted to the woman wearing a mask in the back seat, "Are you good at it?"
The woman's voice was clear and crisp, "Don't worry, Eldest Young Master, self-protection is enough."
Zhan Wuyou asked again, "What is your best skill?"
The woman laughed, "Play dead."
"..." What kind of talents do the people around uncle have
Perhaps Zhan Wuyou's silence was too straightforward, and the woman said, "I can't match Lao Li's skills, so naturally I can only work on the heresy."
Lao Li is the Lianjiazi with bulging temples, and he is driving Wu Xinjing's car.
Zhan Wuyou thought for a while, and could only advise, "The other party is also a son of the Lian family, so pay attention to safety."
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In order to lower Ruan Baichun's vigilance, Zhan Wuyou took out a folding wheelchair from the trunk.
The role of the woman is very important, she put on a hat and a mask when she was in the car, and when she arrived at the hospital, she watched Zhan Wuyou push the wheelchair over, and stretched out her hand weakly to him, looking weak and unable to walk.
Zhan Wuyou lowered his head and laughed, and when he lifted it up again, he was already holding the palm with a distressed expression, helping him into the wheelchair.
In this posture, the two are close together.
The woman raised her head and whispered into Zhan Wuyou's ear, "Young master, please."
Zhan Wuyou, "It's easy with a little effort."
The two, full of sense of drama, walked to the elevator room together.
Before entering the elevator, a message popped up on Zhan Wuyou's cell phone.
Ruan Baichun: Worry-free, something happened to Mr. Wu's house, I have to go back and have a look, I can't accompany you. I have already contacted the doctor, Dr. Bai, in Room 9 of the Endocrinology Department on the third floor of the outpatient clinic.
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Zhan Wuyou laughed lowly.
The woman gave him a curious look.
Zhan Wuyou raised his hand to look at the time, and said with great interest, "The time is just right, and the adoptive mother is getting cuter and cuter. Her thoughts and I sometimes have a tacit understanding."
At ten thirty, at the shoe cabinet on the first floor of the villa, the remote control of the air conditioner that Zhan Wuyou put in the shoe cabinet suddenly emitted a puff of thick smoke, and after a slight 'click' sound, an open flame ignited. rise.
The sneakers that were close at hand were first ignited, and the flames were swallowed continuously, and the wooden shoe cabinet gradually deformed in the high temperature...
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Ruan Baichun, who put away his phone, straightened the medical mask on his face.
She had changed into a doctor's gown, and a mask covered her face. The exposed eyebrows and eyes were also disguised, and the meeting was sitting in Room 9 of the Endocrinology Department, waiting for Wu Zijun's arrival.