In the dark office, Shen He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, biting a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the platinum bracelet in his hand.

He didn't lose this bracelet, he just made a feint at the time, in order to test how important it was to Wen Liang, but he didn't expect Wen Liang's reaction to be even greater than he expected.

He licked the corner of his mouth and touched the left cheek, which was no longer painful, but still swollen.

"Huh" A sneer overflowed from Shen He's thin lips.

He put out the cigarette into the ashtray, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and the other party quickly connected.

"Help me look things up." His voice was cold, his eyes as cold as ice fixed on the "F" inscription on the bracelet.

Shen He didn't tell a lie, he did go on a business trip in the next few days, but whether he was there or not, it didn't matter to Wen Liang, her life, work and what she had to do would not be tied up by anyone.

Looking at the address on the note again, Wen Liang put the note in his pocket, and the elevator door in front of him opened at this time.

"Cool."

Hearing this unfamiliar female voice, Wen Liang raised his head and looked into the elevator, Feng Zishan was standing inside, wearing a clean and smooth white coat, and her makeup was the same as when they first met, elegant and beautiful.

Wen Liang nodded politely at her and stepped into the elevator.

She was a little surprised that Feng Zishan was also a doctor here, but she didn't ask, other people's affairs had nothing to do with her, and she was not interested.

"You're a heart surgeon?" Feng Zishan's question slipped past Wen Liang's ears the moment the elevator door closed.

Wen Liang looked at the metal door in front of her without squinting, her indifferent face was reflected on the door, and Feng Zishan beside her was full of smiles.

Wen Liang nodded again.

"I'm an orthopedic surgeon, and we're colleagues." Feng Zishan said that the small pear vortex on her lips was a little deeper, making her look very kind and kind.

Wen Liang didn't speak, and his expression didn't change at all.

"Let's add a WeChat, it's easier to contact in the future." Feng Zishan took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat.

"I don't have WeChat." Wen Liang said immediately, his voice faint.

Feng Zishan was stunned, even those who sell green onions have WeChat these days, will she have it?

She sneered inwardly, and the smile on her face did not decrease, "Oh, what about the mobile phone number?" ”

"My phone is broken, I'll give it to you after a few days to get a new one."

After speaking, the elevator arrived on the first floor, Wen Liang said goodbye to Feng Zishan, and took the lead out of the elevator.

The sneer hidden in Feng Zishan's heart floated on her face, looking at the cool and calm back, the smile in her eyes faded, emitting a gloomy light.

The setting sun sets in the west, covering the earth with a layer of gold. Wen Liang walked out of the corridor, stopped, looked back at the nearly 30-year-old residential building, looked up, and froze in an open window on the 5th floor.

The window glass was cracked several times, cemented with scotch tape, and an old bedding was drying on the windowsill.

Thinking that the owner of the futon was lying on the bed at this time, his face was yellow, his muscles were shrinking so fast that only a handful of bones remained, and the room was filled with a disgusting smell of filth, he took a deep breath in the cold, but he couldn't suppress the heaviness and anger in his heart.

She must investigate to the end and reveal the truth. Medicines save people, not harm people.

Catching a glimpse of a slender figure on the ground slowly approaching her, Wen Liang immediately put away all her emotions, turned around, and saw someone coming, her face flashed with obvious surprise.

"Why are you here?" Shen He put one hand in his pocket, and walked up to her with a smile on his lips.

As soon as he parked the car, he recognized the person standing in front of the building in front of him as Wen Liang. He wondered if this area was an old city that was waiting to be rebuilt, many buildings had been demolished, and most of the residents had moved elsewhere, with only a few households still living in the nail because the conditions had not been negotiated.

He came here because the reconstruction project was a joint effort between Sheng Shi and his cousin's Tianyue Group, and his cousin called him just after getting off the plane and asked him to come and inspect the progress of the project. What is Wen Liang doing here?

Wen Liangwei felt a little embarrassed when he met Shen He here, so he didn't answer, didn't open his eyes, and wanted to go to his car.

Shen He blocked her way and glanced at the residential building, "Have friends living here?" ”

"Get out of the way." Aside from making him disappear, Wen Liang didn't think he had anything else to say to him.

Shen He was unmoved, and licked the corners of his mouth with a smile, "Last time I went back, the old man didn't say anything about you, right?" ”

Wen Liang pursed his lips and looked at him coldly. Shen He raised his eyebrows, looking clear, "Put him to sleep." ”

"You've stepped on shit." Warm and cold, expressionless.

Shen He was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and Wen Liang quickly passed him and got into his car.

There is a clean ground underfoot. Shen He laughed and raised his head, the cool car had already driven out.

He turned his head to look at the residential building, his eyes narrowed, and after thinking for a moment, he called the secretary, "Give you 5 minutes to send me the information of all the residents of Unit 3 of Building 11 on Xianghe Street." ”

Different from the previous attitude of explaining the work to himself, this time the boss was too serious, and the secretary was highly nervous, and he didn't dare to slack off for half a minute, and sent the information that Shen He wanted to his mailbox within a limited time.