sent a recording to Fu Qing, and Wen Yiren calmly pulled Lu Shixiu to take a walk in the garden.

"Tomorrow my dad is going back to work, it just so happens that their psychological counseling center and the hospital have signed a cooperation and moved to a new place, so I made an appointment with Jiang Jiang and Qingyu to have a look.

"Okay."

Wen Yiren waited for Lu Shixiu to go to the company before he slowly took a car to Wen Mingyuan's place of work.

When they arrived, Song Qingyu and Jiang Yurun were sitting on chairs and playing games in teams.

"Where's my dad?"

Jiang Yurun pointed behind Wen Yiren with his chin, and Wen Mingyuan happened to come over with a flower pot.

"Yiren, you take Qingyu and Jiang Jiang to visit, I'm a little busy here."

"Okay."

Wen Yiren took Song Qingyu and Jiang Yurun to Wen Mingyuan's office.

Wen Mingyuan is a person who loves cleanliness very much, in the words of young people nowadays, it is cleanliness.

This point coincides with Lu Shixiu.

The office is small, but it doesn't deserve to be very cozy, and it is spotlessly cleaned.

Wen Yiren almost saw a photo of their family of three on the desk.

The photo was taken when she was in high school, when she was still a little immature.

"I just saw a patient, and I went to see how Uncle Wen treated others."

Jiang Yurun walked around first and quickly slipped out.

In the house, only Wen Yiren and Song Qingyu were left for a while.

"How are you and your family Mr. Lu doing?"

"Not bad, what's the matter, envy?"

Song Qingyu rolled his eyes, "I have nothing to envy, I think Lu Juan is very handsome and pleasant, why didn't you tell me that Lu Juan was a star chaser before?" ”

I asked her for help with autographs almost every day.

Wen Yiren looked innocent, "You didn't ask!" ”

“……”

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Yurun ran in in a panic, his pupils full of fear. "Quick, get out, a patient suddenly fell ill, pinching a young lady's neck and not letting go!"

Wen Yiren was stunned for a moment, and a woman's screams were already heard outside.

He got up, pushed his chair away, and ran out.

In the next room, a thin man was holding a female doctor by the neck and pinning her to the back of the sofa.

The female doctor's face was already the color of pig's liver, and her hands were vigorously wrestling the man's hands, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat.

"Pleasant, quick, save me!"

This female doctor is a student of my father.

Song Qingyu and Jiang Yurun had already pounced, pulling the man's arm left and right.

Wen Yiren squinted at the man, his face was hideous and black, and she could clearly feel a familiar aura surrounding him.

It seems that this man is possessed by some evil spirit.

His eyes froze, and he reached out and touched the silver bell around his neck.

The bell was a little hot, and a faint white mist flew out and burrowed into the man's juniors.

The man turned his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes staring straight at Wen Yiren, his eyes full of murderous aura.

He was so thin that he was skinny, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his eyes were blue, and he looked terrifying.

"Look for death."

The man suddenly let go and pounced on Wen Yiren.

Wen Yiren's eyes and hands flashed away, and at the same time he raised his foot and kicked the man's leg and wrist hard, and the man was in pain and fell to his knees.

At the same time, he quickly patted the man's heavenly spirit cover, his lips squirmed and recited a series of incantations, and the man seemed to be frozen, kneeling on the ground motionless.

Suddenly, his body shook, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

"Lift up!"

"Sister Wenwen, what happened just now?"