Luo Zelan stared at him for a long time and sneered.

He ignored him and walked towards the hospital with his men with a blank face.

Ming Siran looked at their group, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a young man beside Luo Zelan.

He suddenly exclaimed, "Wait. ”

Luo Zelan's footsteps stopped slightly, and he looked at him with twisted eyebrows.

Ming Siran walked over, his gaze fell on Lu Zhuo, followed by his gaze slowly moving down, and finally landed on the white coat he was wearing.

He looked at the name tag on his white coat, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his name was pronounced in a beautiful voice: "Lu Zhuo? ”

Luo Zelan's eyes moved.

Ming Siran raised his eyes, laughed, and said meaninglessly: "...... Are you a psychiatrist? ”

A sentence that usually sounded ordinary to him, but when it came out of this man's mouth at this moment, Lu Zhuo felt a shudder inexplicably.

He couldn't help but look at Luo Zelan.

Luo Zelan narrowed his eyes, his expression was indifferent, and there was no big emotion to show, he looked at Ming Siran: "What, you are very interested in my friend's career?" ”

Ming Siran glanced at him: "He's your friend?" ”

"Or else?"

Ming Siran's gaze fell back on Lu Zhuo, and his tone couldn't feel emotion: "Why haven't I heard that Brother Zelan also has a psychiatrist as a friend." ”

Luo Zelan's expression was flat: "My friend, do you want to know?" ”

“……”

Luo Zelan didn't say much to him, and took Lu Zhuo into the hospital.

Ming Siran looked at their backs with a deep gaze.

In the hospital hall, Lu Zhuo turned his head, and the tall and slender man was still standing there looking at them. He said to Luo Zelan beside him: "What is the relationship between this gentleman and Miss Luo Qiao just now?" ”

"Ex-boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Before?" Lu Zhuo laughed: "It doesn't seem to look like it." ”

Luo Zelan did not speak.

Lu Zhuo said: "Listening to the meaning of what he said just now, this gentleman doesn't seem to know Miss Luo Qiao's illness yet?" ”

"Does he need to know?"

"I can't say for sure, if the reason for Miss Luo Qiao's illness is related to this gentleman, let him know and cooperate, which will be of great help to Miss Luo Qiao's treatment in the future."

Luo Zelan twisted his eyebrows, he didn't say anything, only said, "Let's go and see pretty first." ”

"Okay."

……

Sitting in the car, Ming Siran straightened the cufflinks, half of his face sank in the shadows, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"Mr. Ming?"

The man raised his eyes, and his voice was cold: "Go find the cleaning lady first." ”

"Yes."

……

The car drove smoothly all the way to the old house.

Ming Siran got out of the car, and his expensive leather shoes stepped on the ground with a soft sound. Inside the room, the cleaning lady didn't know what was going on, and walked around the house, looking very nervous.

When she heard the door open, she immediately looked up.

I saw a noble and extraordinary face.

The man has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, his expression is indifferent, and his breath has a sense of coercion.

He took a long step and walked to the chair and sat down, only then did he lift his eyelids and look at her, and said in an unhurried tone: "What happened on the shooting site at that time?" ”

The cleaning lady's face wrinkled: "Sir, I really don't know, I'm just in charge of cleaning outside, I really don't know what happened in the villa......"

Ming Siran looked at her and didn't speak.

The cleaning lady became more and more nervous under his gaze, she pursed her dry mouth and whispered, "Dang...... It was chaotic at the time, and all I heard was that there was a beautiful young lady who seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly started screaming......"

Suddenly started screaming......

These words fell into Ming Siran's ears, and his pupils tightened slightly.