Chapter 447

While Jiang muxiao calls Yang Hong back, Lin an also calls Zheng Xiurong.

Today's things are very noisy. There are so many TV, newspapers and Internet. If my mother knows, she will be worried.

And I haven't seen Zheng Xiurong for many days, and Lin an has missed her.

The phone will be connected soon. It's Lin Jianye.

"Ann, your mother and I have seen the news on TV. Are you ok?"

Lin Jianye was upset by Zheng Xiulian recently, so he didn't surf the Internet very much.

At dinner tonight, when he had time to see it, he realized that such a big thing had happened to An'an. He had planned to call and ask about it immediately, but he was worried that they were still dealing with it.

Now seeing An'an's phone call, my heart is calmer at last.

Lin An'an heard his father's voice and said subconsciously, "I'm fine. Where's mom?"

It seems that there is really nothing to say with my father, and there is only one sentence, my mother.

Sitting beside Lin Jianye in tears, Zheng Xiulian suddenly feels the gentle collision from her arm and looks up at Lin Jianye in doubt.

Lin Jianye covered the microphone and said in a low voice, "an an, I'm looking for you."

Zheng Xiurong quickly wiped away the tears on her face, nodded to Lin Jianye, took the microphone, and squeezed a smile on her face: "an an, it's mom."

Lin an an strange way: "Mom, your cold is not good?"

Zheng Xiurong sniffed, hesitated to look at Lin Jianye, eyes dodged, said: "Oh - well, recently the weather is bad, repeatedly, ANN, you must pay attention to the body, pregnant women are allergic to many drugs, you know?"

Lin an nodded: "Mom, I know. You should also pay attention to your health. Recently, all right at home. After this wave of things is over, I'll go back to see you."

"Good --" Zheng Xiurong took a look at Lin Jianye and held down her tears: "good, the family is very good, An'an, you don't have to worry, your mother also believes you, no matter how big the storm is --"

speaking of this, she choked: "you can make it through."

Lin An'an thought that her mother was too excited to choke, so she repeatedly promised: "Mom, don't worry, I'm stronger than before."

"Mom knows." Zheng Xiurong sobbed and wept again, "An'an, you have muxiao to take care of you. My mother is very relieved. You have a good life. Do you hear me?"

"Well."

"Then have a good rest." Zheng Xiurong is afraid to go on, and Lin An'an will find the clue.

"Good." Lin an put down the phone gently until her mother put it down.

At this time, Jiang muxiao has not come back.

She went out of the room and saw Fang Yuan coming up with a glass of milk. She asked, "where's the president?"

Fang Yuan took a look at the long stairs and asked nervously: "the president has gone out."

Didn't you tell your wife?

Isn't it? Fang Yuan is a frightened bird now. This afternoon, they just came into the house with their fingers tightly tied. They won't come in the evening

Fang Yuan looks at Lin An'an with a pale face

"What's the matter?" Lin an an is also looking at Fang Yuan nervously, can't it be Jiang muxiao that has an accident? His hand was cut this morning, infected? Or a cold, why go out?

"I..." Fang Yuan's hand trembled and almost spilled the milk. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "I also I'm not very clear. It seems that I've returned to the company. "

Lin An'an's heart instantly returned. She glanced at Fang Yuan, with a smile on her face: "you really scared me to death."

Fang Yuan saw that Lin an was smiling, and a shy smile appeared on his face: "I I thought you had a fight with the President... "

Lin an took the milk in Fang Yuan's hand with a smile and said with a smile, "what are you thinking about? Go to bed early. "

"Good."

Fang Yuan came downstairs with an empty cup, and his restless heart finally settled down.

It seems that this time, my wife and the president really made up.

Lin an an returned to the room, some tired to put away the smile on his face, lying on the bed, thinking of Jiang muxiao who did not know when to leave.

I should go to the company to see the medical records.

Whether Ruan Qingyun is depressed or not will soon be revealed.

She looked nervously at the beautiful moon on the treetop outside the window, and her heart jumped up uneasily.

She pressed her chest and closed her eyes as if she saw Jiang muxiao looking through Ruan Qingyun's medical record.

He was sitting on the chair, leaning on the back of the chair at will. His deep eyes were staring at the medical records in his hands. The soft light hit his face. The room was very quiet, and occasionally he could hear the sound of pages turning.

Lin an an's imagination overlaps with reality.

After calling Yang Hong back, Jiang muxiao rushed to the company nonstop. He wanted to see the medical record earlier and solve the mystery in his heart.Three years ago, what exactly did Ruan leave for.

At the moment, he did sit in the chair, but his expression was very cold. He seemed to be a forensic doctor who was about to dissect the body. He calmly looked at the medical record in front of him, and then gently opened the seal.

There was no need for any solemn ceremony, he just wanted to draw an end to the past.

Say goodbye to Ruan Qingyun.

He slowly opened the medical record. In the column of diagnosis, he saw three very simple words -

MDD.

the abbreviation of major depressive disorder.

Major depression.

His hand trembled, the whole medical record fell to the ground, "bang" sound, heavily hit the bookshelf full of memory dust, causing a body of dust.

He closed his eyes and there was an expression of pain on his face.

That is to say, Ruan Qingyun really went abroad for treatment of depression three years ago.

The colorful bubbles floating in the air were punctured and "bang" came down with his hope.

He slowly closed his eyes and reconfirmed the three letters above. It was just a prank.

However, heaven seems to be intentional. The three letters of MDD are like phantoms floating in the eyes of Jiang muxiao.

His heart was like a duckweed without any support.

He once suspected Ruan Qingyun selfishly. He suspected that Ruan Qingyun's leaving three years ago had nothing to do with depression. At that time, he was full of confidence. As long as he found the medical records, he could expose Ruan Qingyun's lies and give an an an a peaceful and prosperous life.

What he didn't think of, however, was

Ruan Qingyun left three years ago because of depression.

The shackles of morality "slammed" his heart.

After a long time, he calmed down, took out his mobile phone, trembled and called a number, took a deep breath for a long time, then said: "Zhao Yang, I need your help."