At the door of the hospital, Zheng Ren wearing a surgical gown was stopped by Zhao Can.

"Doctor Zheng..." Zhao Can stopped talking.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Zheng Ren smiled relaxedly and entered the operating room.

The lights in the operating room light up again.

"Do not worry, everyone, Dr. Zheng said it was okay, it must be okay." The dean's hung heart ended from the moment he saw Zheng Ren.

"Yes." Ning Nan nodded slightly, looked at Zhao Can sitting on the bench, and walked over, "A Can, thank you."

"It's okay." He thought for a while and said, "I'm for Ning Ruan, I don't want her to be sad."

"Oh." Ning Nan returned to his position silently, and felt extremely guilty. I cared too much about Dong Zhen or too sensitive. As soon as something happened, I immediately thought of it as Zhao Can and Ning Ruan. Now that I thought of this idea, Ning Nan felt very shameful and even suspected his daughter. At this moment, Ning Ruan felt that she was not worthy of being a father.

Aunt Qing patted Ning Nan's shoulder with his hand. Although he had no good feelings for the old man Ning Liheng, Aunt Qing was still good for people of the younger generation.

Middle-aged men are already unspeakable and can be depressed in their hearts. Even though Ning Nan is talking nonsense on TV, he doesn't say much at home. Even when he is with a woman, he doesn't know what to say. That is, on the topic of Zhao Can, it may resonate with the father and daughter.

Only from the last time Ning Ruan took 30 million yuan to ask Dong Zhen to get out with the money, Ning Nan slapped her in the face after she found out. Now I think about it so much that I regret it. No matter what, my daughter is my own, and with that slap, Ning Ruan will never come to the Demon City again.

She is a miserable child, and it was time for her mother to die in an accident in a car accident.

The more he thought of this, the more he blamed himself. After all, it was because he had no time to accompany his daughter for his career.

Now that I misunderstood her, this knot in my heart may never be able to be untied.

Sigh, different families make different ways of dealing with things.

If it is an ordinary family, they will slowly untie after looking up but feel a little bit of anger.

Unfortunately, this is considered a wealthy family. Ning Ruan, under the power of his grandfather Ning Liheng, controls the bank that China has become bigger, and she will never have to worry about her life. Ning Nan is also booming in his career. It can be said that the children who grew up in this environment have weak family affection.

Ning Ruan could live like everyone envied without any help from her father.

Ning Nan is in the Demon Capital and rarely returns to the Imperial Capital.

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...

Time finally missed Zhao Can’s boarding time perfectly.

One hour later.

The operation light went out and the door of the operation room opened. Zheng Ren walked out, took off his mask, and smiled at Zhao Can, "The operation is very successful, mother and daughter are safe. Should you accompany me with a cup of Lanshan coffee?"

"Of course." Zhao Can smiled.

Aunt Qing said: "Will you go back to Ninghai tonight?"

"Tonight?" I thought for a while, "Forget it, let's go tomorrow."

"Well, go back with me?"

"Uh, forget it, everyone will play their own."

"Go! Boy is a little more at ease, and spend time with those girls every day, and be careful to make the fire."

"Aunt Qing, look at what you said, is I, Zhao Can, the kind of person?"

"You can do it yourself." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ning Nan felt very upset when he heard Aunt Qing's words. My daughter liked Zhao Can, and the relationship between them was unclear. Now, when he heard that Zhao Can was still mixed with a few girls, his heart was mixed as a father.

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...

Ning Ruan finally felt relieved when she heard Zhao Can call to report the good news, "Oh."

"Haha, still stubborn?"

“…Why do you have to work so hard?”

"Well, for you, because I want your brother to have something to do, you should cry loudly, right? So... I should do it."

"Don't you want me to be sad?"

“Never want to.”

"oh....."

"Okay, let's hang up first, and chat tonight." Zhao Can hung up the phone and returned to the Starbucks coffee shop opposite Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren sat calmly in his seat, looked up and saw Zhao Can staring at him, with curious eyes.

"Does there something on my face?"

"We must have seen Dr. Zheng Ren, right?"

"Oh, hahaha, you still remember it! When I went to Jiangning before, a middle-aged man named Su Daqiang had a cerebral congestion attack. I saved him."

"It's no wonder you look familiar. Half a year has passed in a flash. Congratulations, you have won the Ruobel medical community."

“Where do it.”

"But then again, how did you save the mother and son?"

Zheng Ren picked up the coffee and blew it, looking at Zhao Can, "Why are you so rich?"

"Well?"

Then the two of them laughed and couldn't help but reach out and hold it, feeling like they found the same kind.

"You have my phone number, and call me anytime if you need it in the future. I have to go back to write my paper, and I'm leaving." Zheng Ren took two steps and stopped and looked at Zhao Can, "It's better for you."

"Hahaha, yours is not bad either. I can save lives and heal the wounded. I... can't get Ruobeier."

"There is nothing you can't get. As long as you work hard and do more things for the world, it doesn't matter whether you win the award or not."

"It makes sense, Dr. Zheng walked slowly."

"Um."

Watching Dr. Zheng leave, Zhao Can received a call from Ning Nan, saying that he would invite him to dinner. Zhao Can politely refused and said that he could just take good care of Dong Zhen.

Ning Nan could hear that Zhao Can was still so upset. After all, good people did good deeds but were misunderstood. I believe no one would feel good about it.

There is no flight back to Jiangning today, and Zhao Can booked a plane at 9 a.m. tomorrow.

It's 2 pm now, and Zhao Can feels tired after finishing his coffee at Starbucks. After all, he has been busy with Dong Zhen's affairs since the morning and now, and he is really exhausted.

I took a taxi home and called the entrance of the alley of the mansion half an hour later. The driver woke Zhao Can and got off the bus. He was dizzy and opened the door and entered the house. He returned to the upper floor in a daze and fell head-on on the bed.

Vivian and the others all went to school to attend classes, so no one was there.

It was about 4 pm, and Vivian and the others decided to have a seafood meal tonight, so they asked Ayire, who had no classes, to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients and wash them first, and then come back to make Cistanche in the evening.

In this way, Aire came in alone with two large bags of seafood, snacks and drinks. He was about to take out the key and open the door, but found that the door was not closed. After thinking about it, he remembered that the door was closed when he left at noon!

I entered the yard in confusion and closed the door.

Sitting in the living room, she opened a can of Coke and drank a few sips. There was heating in the room. With the two big bags of drinks just now, she was tired and sweating. Anyway, Zhao Can was gone, and she was alone at home. Ayire didn't shy away. She dragged her coat, wore a tight wool sweater, and black leggings on her lower body.

Ayire is the type of overdeveloped development. She is wrapped in tights and leggings without any fat. She has everything she should have. She is rounder and straighter than ordinary people, and has a very thin waist. Most girls in theater schools pay attention to their figures if they maintain it.

"I'm so tired. I won't buy it alone next time." She was the lazy one among the four. Vivian and the others knew this, so they asked her to buy it.

At this time, I felt a little complaining in my heart. Unfortunately, I couldn't beat it by one, so I could only admit defeat. I often complained that they were the landlord Laocai and other poor farmers.

"wrong!"

Aire stood up from the sofa and looked at the footprints that extended all the way to the stairs from the door. It was obviously a man's footprint. Thinking that the door was not closed just now, it would be impossible for him to enter.

I was uneasy and curious, and followed my footprints upstairs step by step. The more I went up the stairs, the lighter the footprints became, and finally disappeared on the second floor.

"Who, who is it?" Zhao Can left, it must not be Zhao Can.

"Are you guys pretending to be a ghost? Come out quickly!"

No one answered.

The decoration in a century-old house is very retro. I have watched a lot of horror movies recently, which happen in such old houses.

"Can't it be that the person who lived here before has returned?" The more he didn't think about it, the more he had to think about it, but he couldn't help but be curious and pushed his room away first. There was no one inside. At this time, he heard something moving in the room next door, like the sound of a seat being hit.

Ayire was so scared that she shivered.

The sound is gone.

He swallowed his saliva and walked out of the room step by step, came to Zhao Can's house, reached out and slowly opened the door. The curtains were pulled up, and the room was very dark, and a chair fell to the ground.

When I walked in, I called Zhao Can's name twice, but couldn't answer. I walked from Zhao Can's master bedroom to the bedroom inside. It was still dark. I saw that the quilt on the bed was very messy, and it seemed that there was someone sleeping inside.

Look at the clothes next to you, they were not worn by Zhao Can when he went out today, and the shoes were also new - they were definitely not Zhao Can.

"Who are you and why are you at my house?" Aire stood beside the bed and scolded timidly.

No response.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Ayire decided to lift the quilt to see who it was.

The hand grabbed the quilt and lifted it up bit by bit. Suddenly, a big hand inside suddenly reached out and grabbed Aire's wrist. Before Aire was anxious, Aire's body was tightly grasped by the big hand and pulled it into the quilt.
To be continued...