608 Maybe we can take advantage of it
When Chen Shan heard Mrs. Manad's words, he quietly took a step back.
He grinned, "Probably my big face." ”
"No way, I've never forgotten it." Although Manad felt that it was impossible for him to know such a young person, he was really familiar with each other's appearance.
Ning Yishu looked at the performance of the two, stunned, and his expression became strange.
Mi Li saw it and asked in a low voice, "Sister Ning, what did you find?" ”
"Mi Li, don't you think, we're watching a bloody drama now?" Ning Yishu had a preliminary idea in his heart.
Mrs. Manad's uterus was not malformed at all and gave birth to a child.
However, Song Pashan said that people were deformed and could not have children.
Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?
Mrs. Manad's mind was in a trance, and Songpashan recommended that she go to her classmates abroad.
In the end, the conclusion is the same.
That's Lady Manad, and it's true that she has a difficult heir.
However, Songpashan was in the Royal Hospital, but only for a dozen years.
Didn't the previous doctor find out and tell the truth to Lady Manad?
Are the gynecologists of the Royal Hospital all bought?
Ning Yishu remembered the disdain of his colleagues in the inspection department for Song Pashan, and felt that it was unlikely that everyone would be bribed.
She remembered Poy's gossip about herself, how Pashan got on top.
Ning Yishu endured it, but he couldn't hold back, and said to Chen Shan:
"Little brother, does anyone in your family practice medicine?"
Chen Shan's face changed.
Ning Yishu let out a "bang" in his heart, and a boot fell to the ground.
God, it's really bloody.
"Could it be that your dear relative, who used to work at the Royal Hospital, was dismissed?"
"Little brother, what's your surname and what is your name?"
Ning Yishu's question was urgent, and Chen Shan's face turned dark.
His lips trembled, and he kept backing away, and finally ran away from the door.
Ning Yishu: "......"
Shouldn't the child be scared?
She was annoyed, was she too reckless?
It's mainly Wen Qing pestering people, and Ning Yishu wants to solve this trouble as soon as possible.
She turned to Manad, her eyes shining.
Manad seemed to remember something after Ning Yishu asked those questions.
She asked the security guard in a deep voice: "What is the child's surname and what is his name?" ”
"Ma'am, that kid is a pancake seller." The head of the security guard is stoic and calm:
"We all call him Ah San, but as for his real name, I really don't know."
When Mrs. Manad heard this, her facial expression did not change at all.
She nodded, then held Ning Yishu's hand and said:
"Ning, you must be frightened, I'll take you back."
"Give these few hours to the police, and I will tell the police station to find out their purpose."
Ning Yishu smiled slightly, and before he could be polite to the other party, he heard Shorthair say in fear:
"Madam, let's do it all, can we not send it to the police?"
He's just a thug and has no criminal record.
Shocked the police station, isn't he an innocent thug?
Shorthair is unhappy at the thought of a stain on his life.
However, Madame Manad turned a deaf ear and led Ning Yishu out.
Shorthair gritted his teeth and was embarrassed.
He lunged at Lady Manad.
The head of the security guard was frightened and hurriedly stopped: "You want to commit murder to Madame!" ”
"......" Shorthair is going to cry.
Seeing that Manad was about to go away, he shouted urgently:
"Madam, it was Sir Wen who asked us to come!"
"He said that he wanted to sell these two girls to an organization in the mountains and use them to threaten a person in Huaguo."
Ning Yishu turned his head violently.
Wen Qing is so disgusting!
Shorthair was frightened by Ning Yishu's terrifying gaze, shrunk his neck, and his voice was several times quieter:
"I know everything, don't send me to the police."
Ning Yishu turned his head indifferently.
She wasn't afraid, but she was angry.
Why is Wen Qing so annoying like his father?
Lady Manad, seeing that she was angry, also stopped.
She comforted Ning Yishu: "Don't worry, with me, I will ensure that you are safe and sound." ”
"Shorthair, you have something to say to the police, don't scare people here."
"Madame, let him go." In Ning Yishu's eyes, there was indescribable melancholy:
"If you send it to the police station, will Wen Qing give up?"
"Don't you want to find out the truth of the past, and you want to get rid of the greedy and stupid adopted son?"
"Perhaps, we can make use of the shorthair."
…………
The head of the security guard waited for Manad to leave, and immediately found Chen Shan: "Has your family offended Madame?" ”
"They asked you about it, and I didn't dare to tell the truth."
Chen Shan didn't speak, silently cleaned up the stall, and then bowed to the security chief: "Thank you big brother for taking care of me, I won't trouble you." ”
He stopped selling pancakes in the future.
The head of the security guard took a step back and widened his eyes: "Your family has really offended...... That's it, you leave quickly, don't let those nobles find out to take revenge on you. ”
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The Wen family's mansion.
Wen Qing went out for a walk, and he felt that his subordinates were looking at him wrongly.
He was kicked out of the group by Mrs. Manad, and it was all on the news, and it was impossible for the servants in the house not to know about it.
Especially his subordinates, who sent him back with large bags and small bags of personal belongings in the office.
Wen Qing felt embarrassed.
He simply didn't come out, so he stuffed himself in the room and typed.
In the past, Wen Ting said that he was playful and his heart was not quiet, so he sat down and wrote big characters.
But Wen Qing doesn't like it, so he likes to shoot bricks with his friends outside.
Later, I didn't know which master Wen Ting had found, so he calculated a hexagram for Wen Qing.
said that the young man was disobedient, but the second half of his life was the life of great wealth and nobility.
Sure enough, within two years, he passed on to his cousin who was rich in the distance, and left the slightly depressed home before.
Wen Qing thinks that he belongs to the people who lie down to win, and he doesn't know how to practice big characters.
Now, he can't get out and pick up the brush again.
When a big text is crooked and presented on rice paper, Wenqing is in a bad mood.
He threw the brush, and the thick ink soaked the rice paper in a large piece of black, looking like an infinite black hole, about to swallow everything.
Wen Qing was angry and restless.
He paced back and forth in the room, and when he turned his head, he saw his subordinates standing.
Wen Qing asked angrily: "What are you doing standing!" ”
The subordinates who tried to shrink themselves into a group and didn't want Wen Qing to see them shivered and frowned:
"I, I ......"
Wen Qing was annoyed by the other party's stupid appearance, how could he be clumsy before, and felt that these people under his hands were good, and they would be very good at making fun for him.
He asked angrily: "Go and see, have the short-haired ones come back!" ”
I've been going for a long time, and there is no news at all.
Isn't it just tying up someone, so grinding!
Wen Qing's subordinates didn't dare to breathe, so they turned around and walked out.
What to do out, where to find shorthair, he didn't want to do any of this.
Go out first, let Wen Qing be quiet, don't use him as a punching bag.
As soon as he took two steps out, he saw Shorthair trotting all the way down.
Wen Qing's subordinates' eyes lit up: "Short hair, there is no way to do anything!" ”
When the short hair saw Wen Qing's subordinates, embarrassment flashed on his face.
His face, I don't know if it was because he was in a hurry, or because he was ashamed to lie, it turned red.
Wen Qing's subordinates were in a hurry to pull him to top Wen Qing's anger, but without taking a closer look, he ran back with his short hair.
It wasn't until he entered the house that Shortfur took a breath.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Qing's gloomy face that was about to drip water, his short hair wiped a handful of cold sweat, and his lips trembled and he spoke:
"Wen Shao, matter, matter, done!"
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