—Room 9, Department of Endocrinology.
Zhan Wuyou looked at the address playfully.
Being able to be released so easily by Ruan Baichun already shows that something is wrong with this room.
The doctors attending the consultation may have all been replaced by people from the 'confusion'.
But... Zhan Wuyou lightly touched the push handle of the wheelchair a few times, thinking deeply, the time limit for their coming to the hospital was too tight, Ruan Baichun might not be able to find someone to pretend in such a short time. And with Ruan Baichun's temperament, he must not be relieved if he didn't see Wu Zijun die in his own hands.
The most likely possibility is that she went to battle in person, pretending to be a doctor or a medical staff checking her body
As long as she makes up a reason to distract herself, she can push Wu Zijun to Zhan Jinru's ward after the treatment, and fake the murder scene. Then press Zhan Jinru's head to make him confess.
The motive for killing is simple.
Wu Xinjing just beat someone up yesterday. It is not difficult to understand that Zhan Jinru, who is the sufferer, wants to take revenge.
Of course, the above are all his conjectures.
I still hope that Ruan Baichun can have some new ideas.
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Before Zhan Wuyou pushed 'Wu Zijun' into the room, he first sent the consultation room to Wu Xinjing, with a word, and the show was on stage.
Wu Xinjing replied quickly, with an OK gesture.
Zhan Wuyou always felt that Wu Xinjing had already found the most suitable place to watch a movie.
He turned his head and looked around, but unfortunately he couldn't find his outstanding uncle. He didn't force it, shrugged his shoulders, and pushed the wheelchair into Room 9 of the Department of Endocrinology.
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The doctor looking at the computer screen looked up at the two of them, and said bluntly, "Are you Xiaochun's adopted son?"
Oh, it's really a battle in person.
Zhan Wuyou chuckled softly in his heart.
He's actually pretty addicted to drama. Especially when he already recognized the person in front of him as Ruan Baichun.
His sense of drama came up immediately.
Showing a simple smile, Zhan Wuyou said politely, "Hello, Doctor Bai, you can just call me Xiao Zhan. It seems that my adoptive mother has told you everything. I am here today mainly to give my mother a physical examination."
Ruan Baichun nodded, motioning for Zhan Wuyou to push him to her.
Sitting in a wheelchair, 'Wu Zijun' lowered his head. The soft half-length black hair stretched a few floors in front of the face, half covering the outline, looking fragile and dull.
Such Wu Zijun gave her a lot of peace of mind. But in order to start as soon as possible, Ruan Baichun asked some basic information and issued a large stack of checklists. "Xiao Zhan, these lists are all items that your mother needs to check. You go to invite and pay the fee first, oh yes. There are a few of them that need to go to the toll window in the lobby on the first floor to pay."
The toll window in the lobby on the first floor is usually lined up with about ten people. When Zhan Wuyou went back and forth, at least twenty minutes passed.
Zhan Wuyou didn't tell the truth, and obediently responded, but behind him, he was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassingly, "Doctor Bai, do you think I can trouble you?"
"you say."
"My mother is not used to places with so many people. There are more people on the first floor. Look, can she stay with you for a while?"
This question caught Ruan Baichun's heart, and she said neatly, "Yes."
"Okay." Zhan Wuyou smiled happily, then squatted down and confessed to Wu Zijun, "Mom, you stay here for a while, I'll be right back." He patted her Hands, the attitude of a mother who is worried about the child is remarkable.
The most important thing is the trotting figure when he left. It can be seen that he has implemented the action of "come back early".
It's a pity that "Wu Zijun" who was suddenly abandoned doesn't think so.
She felt that before the young master came back, her role in the show would be over.
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'Wu Zijun', who entered the countdown to offline, sat on the wheelchair as quietly as a chicken, maintaining a sluggish attitude towards the outside world.
But I planned in my heart: the enemy does not move, I do not move. The action concept of pretending to be dead if the enemy moves.
Ruan Baichun didn't want to miss the opportunity, she had already pressed her hand on the carotid artery of 'Wu Zijun', ready to break her neck bone directly, and then brought her to Zhan Jinru's ward, creating the illusion of an accidental death.
Because of the excitement, her palms were slightly wet.
When you touch the skin of 'Wu Zijun', it's like a cold-blooded animal gliding past, making your heart shudder.
'Wu Zijun' swallowed quietly.
She is good at pretending to be dead, but that doesn't include being directly broken by someone's neck.
With this hand, she didn't even have to pretend to be dead, she was dead right away!
The hand on her neck has already begun to tighten.
She could feel the discomfort after the blood vessels were pinched, just when she decided to explode in the next second.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared at the door.
"It's really a good show." The man chuckled a few times in a hoarse voice, then tilted his head slightly, and said to the people behind him, "Dean, what are the doctors in your hospital doing? How can I look at her? Want to kill a patient?"
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When Ruan Baichun heard this voice, the hand pinching 'Wu Zijun' couldn't help trembling!
More than 20 years ago, she had the honor to meet Wu Xinjing once. This man is really impressive, no matter his appearance or background, but most especially his pair of special mandarin duck eyes.
As long as I saw it once, I am afraid that no one will forget it.
And now, these eyes appeared in front of his eyes.
She just felt that the whole body was being watched by the beast, and she took a step back unconsciously.
Wu Xinjing smiled harmlessly. He walked to the wheelchair of 'Wu Zijun', condescendingly bent down to look at the red neck, and said, "Old Li, tie up people and call the police."
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And Zhan Wuyou, who had agreed to go to the first floor to pay the fee, was walking slowly in the direction of the hospital department.
While waiting for the elevator, he called Wang Zhi.
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Wang Zhi is very tired.
Not the body, but the mind.
Lord Yan said he would come to the hospital, so he really took him to the first hospital in the city. And with a clear goal, as soon as he arrived, he went straight to the VIP room on the 14th floor of the inpatient department.
This is the ward where Zhan Jinru lived after his ribs and legs were broken by people sent by Wu Xinjing.
Behind him and Yan Ye, he saw Yan Ye kicking open the door of the ward with black air all over his body.
'boom! '
The innocent wooden door was slammed open with force and hit the wall with a loud bang. The force was so great that even the window seemed to tremble slightly.
The two people in the room were also taken aback by the movement. It so happened that Jiang An'an was feeding Zhan Jinru porridge at that time, and half of the hot porridge in his hand spilled on Zhan Jinru's naked upper body.
"Oh! Hot! Hurry up! Erase!" Zhan Jinru growled hoarsely. The red eyeballs almost burst out of their sockets after staying up all night. But because the femur and ribs were injured, his whole body was bound to the bed forcefully, which made him unable to stand up and shake off the hot porridge, so he could only lie on the bed and scream.
A big star like Jiang An'an obviously lacks experience in taking care of people.
This will stand up at a loss, and muttered, "What should I do? What should I do now?"
"Erase it, quickly wipe off the porridge on my body with something, and wash it with cold water! What are you doing in a daze! Do you want to burn me to death!" Just so skillfully, Zhan Jinru's neck and shoulders were already red, and there was a faint The blisters swelled.
Jiang Anan reacted after being yelled at by him a few times, "Water, yes, cold water!"
She put down the porridge, hurriedly went to the toilet to get some cold water, turned her head and quickly pulled out a few pieces of paper from the table, without dipping them in the cold water, she wiped the blisters twice, because she was too hard, Also broke a blister.
Wang Zhi: "..." He felt that Jiang An'an had already covered all the rest of the work without having to do such a thing.
Before Wang Zhi finished admiring Jiang An'an's lethality, his cell phone rang suddenly, adding another noise to the current jittery ward.
Wang Zhi picked it up and looked at it.
Master Zhan's call.
With a guilty conscience, he glanced at Lord Yan who was standing in front of him.
Yan's emotional outlook was keen, and as soon as he turned his head, he stared at the mobile phone he had just connected.
Wang Zhi, "..."
On the other end of the phone, Zhan Wuyou didn't know that the contact had changed hands, and asked, "Are you and Yan Qing in Zhan Jinru's ward?"
A familiar cold snort came out.
Zhan Wuyou frowned, his voice turned cold instantly, "Yan Qing."
Yan Qing was dissatisfied with the change in his tone before and after, and also said in a cold voice, "Zhan Wuyou, I told you not to interfere again, you..." Du... du... du...
The other party has hung up the phone coldly.