"dad."

When Jiang Yan heard his wife calling Wen Dad, he could hear a hint of uneasiness and anxiety inside.

Wen Shixuan's face was ashen, his eyes shrank a little round, and his vision was straight.

I thought Wen’s father was visiting Grandma Wen’s ward. Jiang Yan thought about it carefully and found that it was not.

Wen Shixuan, who rushed over, did not run to the ward. He suddenly held his daughter's shoulder with both hands and looked left and right: "Manman, are you okay?"

In an instant, Comrade Jiang Yan was shaken by Wen Shixuan's simple words, let alone his wife Manman.

In Wen Shixuan's heart, Manman is more important than the old man, even if Wen Shixuan is a filial son recognized by everyone in the world.

At this moment, Wen Shixuan didn't need to show off his good father's side, and showed off his good side.

The crescent eyes behind the glasses contained a slight light that was hard to detect, and nodded: "Dad, I'm fine. It's just grandma--"

Reminded by his daughter's words, Wen Shixuan finally remembered the old man. He turned around and walked to the door of the ward, and was stopped.

"Dad." Holding his father, Manman found that his father was not as anxious as he imagined.

"Your grandma is old." Wen Shixuan's throat was filled with water, and his words were blurry, as if he was talking to himself, a little endless, "Let's go find a place to sit, and then notify your second uncle and the others to come over."

Is there something happened between Wen Shixuan and the old man after they left?

Jiang Yan had some questions like his wife.

Because the medical staff wanted to rescue the patients and stopped them, they walked to the ventilator in the ward corridor and found a few chairs to sit on.

Both the father-in-law and his wife were in a bad mood, so Jiang Yandai called Wen Shirong.

No, Wen Shirong immediately notified the rest of the Wen family. The group of people rushed over this afternoon.

Even if Wang Shaohan was unwilling to come, the old mother was twisted in her ear and pulled it over.

If the old man dies tonight, it will be the last one who will fall into his family's heritage.

Everyone was waiting for the doctor to rescue him, and waited for nearly two hours.

The more I waited, the more I realized that this situation seemed wrong, and the old man seemed to be unable to die for a while.

The Wen family was anxious: You said you can't die, and the medical expenses are soaring. Who can afford it?

Even the rich Wen Shirong was scared and ran to the doctor's office to ask about the situation.

After a while, Wen Shirong ran back and grabbed Master Jiang and said, "Niece-in-law, you went to invite an expert to treat the elderly, right? You are so kind!"

This sentence is concise and concise: You are too intentional. Do you want to mess with us, the greedy Wen family?

Ying's eyebrows stand upright and her eyelashes are flying: Jiang Yan believes that he wants to do this, but unfortunately he has no connections here and does not have the ability to touch locals.

Who is the expert who is ready to mess with the Wen family and the old witch? When I think about it, it is not difficult to think of—

They are two masters!

In the hotel.

Mr. Yao gave instructions on the phone: "Yes, let the experts in the province come over and have an expert consultation. This situation will not be so easy to die. Cerebral thrombosis cannot instantly turn into cerebral hemorrhage when stimulated by emotional stimulation. As for myocardial infarction, because it is discovered early, thrombolysis will be very effective in the time window. First, let the experts in the province come over. In short, we are here and don't die for this person. Remember this!"

If I continue to say a few professional words, no one dares to refute it.

If you say that you want someone to survive, that person cannot go to see the King of Hell.

Grasping the coat on the back of the chair, Jun Ye frowned and frowned, and said to Secretary Liu: "Lin Wencai shouldn't have left. Call him out. Also, the person in charge of keeping a hospital is asked to go to another shift. Call me first. I have something to ask myself."

Secretary Liu received an order to do things.

When the two masters got off the elevator, they took a car to the medical and educational department of the hospital.

Someone immediately transferred the surveillance video of the security department's hospital. The comrade who was in charge of stalking in the hospital came in and saluted the two masters quietly, saying, "Col. Lu, Colonel Yao."

"Let me tell me first, why did you leave the ward position without authorization and go to Wen Shixuan?" Jun Ye, who was cold and cold, stared at the person in front of him with cold eyes. No matter who the other party was, as long as he did something wrong, there was no word of affection to say.

The man choked and was very nervous: "Before, I heard the conversation between the old man and Wen Shixuan first. Then, Wen Shixuan looked dazed. I was worried that he would commit suicide. Considering that the old man knew not as many secrets as Wen Shixuan, I chose to follow Wen Shixuan. I called someone to take my position, but there was no time for the people coming. I saw that Wen Shixuan seemed to be climbing up to the rooftop, and there was no way."

"Aren't you arranged two people to guard?" Leng Mou asked coldly.

"One time I went to have a meal. It took just a moment."

"It seems that the arrangement was wrong when it was time to eat. Everyone thought it was irrelevant, right? Only when someone was about to die would you realize that you were wrong." Jun Ye summarized all the causes and consequences in a cold sentence.

Mr. Yao raised his head, frowned slightly, remembered the explanation from Commander Lu and his father, and quickly inserted it and said, "Mr. Lu, there are many unexpected factors in this matter. Everyone knows the seriousness of this matter."

Cold eyes lowered, stood up, and walked to the window where the window was opened, trying to let the wind cool down the burning emotions inside: "I know, I mean, both of us are negligent. I didn't expect that someone would want to attack this old woman. In theory, if you want to start, it should be Wen Shixuan."

"Yes." Yao Ziye pointed his chin and jaw at his fingertips, and saw someone turn on the TV and put the video tape into the machine to play.

In the hospital, there were only camera lenses placed in the corridor of the ward, but there was no one in the ward.

In the colorful screen, you can only see a person wearing a coat and a mask walking out and entering. It is completely impossible to see clearly, even men or women, because there were many people in the corridor at that time, and the whole person was unable to photograph the entire image. The man turned his back to the camera throughout the whole process.

"Where is the videotape of the stairs and elevators?" Yao Ziye asked.

"There are elevators, but they can't see clearly. The elevators that many people enter are always lowered," said Secretary Liu.

Leng Mou swept over the shadow that could hardly see the image clearly, and asked the comrade who was following: "You said, when Wen Shixuan was talking to the old man, someone eavesdropped on me. Is it because one was Lin Wencai and the other was Wen Yuan?"

The other party was surprised: "Your Majesty, you are as expected."

Mr. Yao curled his fingertips and said, "Wen Yuan entered the old man's room? What did she do when she went in? The old man had a myocardial infarction."

"Maybe I'm telling the old man what I heard in the afternoon and asking the old man to reveal some clues, such as the jade pendant." The cold voice almost didn't need to be thought about, copying what Wen Yuan did in the afternoon.

Her narrow eyes curled up at the end of her eyes and looked at him: "You know her very well. Last time she pretended to be your niece, you also saw through it at first sight. You obviously didn't have much contact with her."

"This kind of person—" said Jun Ye, who was in his throat afterwards, his cold eyes emitted a slightly cold light.

Master Yao thought about his eyes: It can be seen that Master Jun hates Wen Yuan very much, and it can be said that he hates him extremely much.

Indeed, there seems to be nothing that Wen Yuan does to make people feel good. But at least, she has not done anything that can kill and set fire to do evil.

Secretary Liu walked in and said, "I brought Lin Wencai here."

So all the idle people retreated.

When Lin Wencai came in, there were only two masters left in the room. Secretary Liu closed the door when he went out.

"Please sit down." Mr. Yao bowed to Lin Wencai, got up in person, and poured water for Lin Wencai.

After Lin Wencai and Manman separated at the Northeast Restaurant, they returned to the hospital to get their bicycles and rode halfway. They received a call from Wen Shirong and rushed back. When they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, they were intercepted by Secretary Liu's men.

The people from Secretary Liu sent him to bring him here with both soft and hard skills. The first time Lin Wencai encountered such a thing in his life, it felt like he was experiencing a plot of a movie and TV series, and his heart seemed like a little deer jumping around, and he didn't know why these people asked him to come.

Moreover, although the two men in front of them were wearing military uniforms like Mr. Jiang, the feeling was completely different from Mr. Jiang.

When Mr. Jiang saw that he was a very decent and sunny soldier.

When these two officers saw their grand appearance, their lofty appearance and their overwhelming aura, they made people feel trembling when they stood in front of them.

I took a glass of water under the beverage machine and brought it to Lin Wencai. I found that Lin Wencai was standing and not sitting. Master Yao seemed to have expected this, and his lips curled up slightly and smiled: "I'm sorry, I suddenly called you here so late. Our people may not have made it clear to you, which gave you a misunderstanding. We are friends of Lieutenant Colonel Jiang, so you can treat us as friends as well."

friend?

Lin Wencai could tell the difference, and Mr. Yao said this was a polite word.

How can my friend be chaotic?

And he received his order from me. My name asked me to sit down, you'd better sit down.

Without the ability to resist, Lin Wencai thought that he had a daughter who needed him, so he sat down obediently, took the water that Mr. Yao poured himself, and said thankfully: "Thank you."

He raised his eyebrows and Mr. Yao returned to his seat.

Jun Ye turned around, leaning his slender body against the window, looking at Lin Wencai while looking at the watch on his wrist.

In the eyes of the two masters, when they were in the Northeast restaurant, they both had some preliminary impression of Lin Wencai: intellectuals, reasoning and honest.

He has a good personality and a good person, but he may have his own principles when doing things, which is hard to understand.

Otherwise, Young Master Jiang tweeted several words, and Lin Wen could not breathe through the breath.

"Mr. Lin, we asked you to come here because we wanted to ask you something." Mr. Yao said straight to the point.

"What's the matter? Please tell me." Lin Wencai took off his teacup, held his glasses, and prepared to answer seriously.

"As we learned, you know that your eldest niece is not a child of the Wen family. I want to ask you, do you know if you plan to tell your eldest niece?"

Lin Wencai, who placed his hands on his thighs, was shocked and his surprised eyes turned to the two masters in front of him.

He wouldn't be so stupid that he thought Mr. Yao was asking him about this, and he used this to tell him a message that the affairs of his elder niece's relatives were related to the two masters in front of him.

"Is it you guys-"

"We came from Beijing, and we are friends or comrades-in-arms of Lieutenant Colonel Chiang." Mr. Yao clicked.

"Do you think I should tell her what to do?" Lin Wencai's uneasiness almost jumped out of his throat.

"Mr. Lin, what do you think?" The light that turned in Mr. Yao's narrow eyes was a meaningful test.

"I personally think that this kind of thing should be told by her father himself." Lin Wencai said, "The backbone of the spine is straightened into a bamboo pole."

This answer made a faint and undetectable look flash in the eyes of the two masters.

Want Wen Shixuan to tell Manman?
To be continued...