Book of Heaven

Han Zhihui went to the company early in the morning. Book of Heaven Book Book of Heaven.. Wenwang

He turned on the computer and wanted to use his work to divert his thoughts, but he stared at the dense black letters on the computer screen, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't recognize a word.

At eight o'clock, the secretary reminded him of the morning meeting.

Sitting in the conference room, he didn't know if he hadn't slept all night, or what's wrong, a group of people from the company talked endlessly for an hour, but he didn't hear a word in his ears.

After the meeting, back to the office, Han Zhihui drank a cup of coffee, finally felt a little more comfortable, opened the file, wanted to look at it twice, but after reading less than two pages, he threw the document on the table, and then pulled his hair irritably, picked up the landline on the side, and called home.

It was the housekeeper who answered the phone.

He actually wanted to ask, is Cheng Weiwan okay? But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't ask anything, and finally only said: "Is the family okay?" ”

Han Zhihui He once called home and asked if the family was okay, and the housekeeper was stunned on the other end of the phone for a long time before replying: "It's good." ”

"Really? Nothing? ”

"It's really good, it's fine."

"Oh." Han Zhi responded, and after a while, he hung up the phone.

Han Zhihui, who couldn't get into the working state at all, simply leaned back on the office chair and let himself think about it.

finally survived until noon, and Han Zhihui called home again.

He said the same thing, and the butler replied with the same answer.

But he just didn't feel comfortable in his heart, he put down the microphone, hesitated for a while, and picked up the microphone again.

This time, his call was not to his family, but to Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng quickly answered the phone, and Han Zhihui didn't wait for him to speak, so he lost his sentence: "You come to my office." ”

Lin Sheng thought that Han Zhihui had something important, and he came very quickly.

After Han Zhihui motioned for him to sit down, he didn't speak in a hurry.

Lin Sheng couldn't help but ask Han Zhihui a few words to call him over, and Han Zhihui finally spoke up: "You help me go abroad and pick up a doctor to return to China." ”

"Gone?" After Lin Sheng listened, he instinctively asked.

Han Zhihui shook his head and said that it was gone.

"Just this bit of, you won't talk on the phone, why do you call me to run in person?" Lin Sheng had a feeling that he had been tricked.

Han Zhihui didn't speak, and lit a cigarette.

Lin Sheng saw him smoking, and his addiction to cigarettes came up, so he also lit one, and after taking two puffs, he asked, "Doctor, have you contacted him?" Can I just go to him? ”

"Hmm." Han Zhihui responded absentmindedly.

"The doctor who treated your son?" Lin Sheng asked.

Han Zhihui shook his head, and after a few seconds: "It's a psychiatrist." ”

"Psychiatrist?" Lin Sheng was surprised, and he couldn't hold back: "What kind of mental illness does your son have......?"

Before Lin Sheng's words were finished, Han Zhihui's eyes turned over fiercely.

Lin Sheng subconsciously closed his voice.

After a while, Lin Sheng couldn't help but speak, and asked curiously: "It's not for your son's medical treatment, who is it for?" ”

Han Zhihui didn't speak as if he was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Sheng.

"It's definitely not your problem...... Han Zhihui didn't say, Lin Sheng didn't mind, and guessed by himself: "...... The person who can ask you to hire a doctor from abroad is definitely not an ordinary person, and it definitely has a deep intersection with you...... The intersection is very deep......"

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