Chapter 351

"Leng Yichen, let me go!"

"Then tell me clearly, what's the matter with this drawing? Why can you draw a bracelet like this? "

Leng Yichen has the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking to the end. He wants to find out what's going on.

"There are so many necklaces in the world, the same is nothing. Leng Yichen, you let go, you scratch me!"

An Xiaojing's expression is a little painful. Indeed, Leng Yichen has a lot of strength. Maybe he is really excited.

Compared with anyone else, Leng Yichen wants to know who was the woman who accompanied him on the cruise that night.

When he realized his strength, he let go of an Xiaojing's hand, with a look of love and regret. But he didn't say anything more and left.

An Xiaojing looked at the more and more distant figure and sighed deeply.

It's rotten in her stomach.

When he arrived at the office, Leng Yichen studied the data on the computer and said to Chengfeng in front of him, "go and check if the woman on the cruise that night is a young grandmother."

"Young granny?"

Chengfeng raised his head in consternation, for this heavy news, he was quite shocked.

"The young master means that the person at that night is likely to be the young grandmother?"

"Yes, very likely." Leng Yichen has never been so firm, but the voice from the bottom of his heart seems to be saying that the woman that night was an Xiaojing.

But now we need evidence. As long as we can find other evidence, then we can tell everything.

"Well, young master, I'll check it now!" Chengfeng retreats. In the office, Leng Yichen thinks deeply about his computer screen.

In the hospital, an Xianyang lies quietly on the bed, because he knows that Han Su will come in a few minutes.

These days, Han Su is very punctual, without exception, he will give himself the kind of white transparent pills.

But an Xianyang didn't swallow all the drugs. Every time, Han Su intentionally supervised him, but he also managed to avoid the man's eyes with a cover up and hide the drugs.

To this day, he has collected a lot of these pills.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

It was a knock at the door, and an Xianyang's vigilance increased a little. Then he laid himself flat. The door wasn't locked, and the man came in from outside.

Han Su is wearing a beige suit. He is clearly a doctor, but he is different from all the doctors in the hospital.

An Xianyang saw to come over, unlike usual, he still can politely give him a smile.

"How are you feeling?"

Han Su hooked the corner of his mouth, then put his medicine box on the bedside table, opened the medicine box, and took out the medicine he used to give an Xianyang.

"Eat it. Your spirit is the same as before."

During the whole process of speaking, Han Su didn't even dare to see an Xianyang's eyes. It was clear that there was a ghost in his heart.

"After eating this, it will be different from the past?" An Xianyang suddenly opens his mouth, his tone is very indifferent, but he slowly gets up from the bed and takes the pill in Han Su's hand.

"Your condition seems to be getting worse and worse. This medicine is specially made for you. It's naturally good for you."

Han Su continues to say that an Xianyang looks at the pill in his palm and sneers.

"Good for me? Is it good for me to have hallucinogens? Are you satisfied if you control my mind and become your puppet? "

With that, he crushed the pill with a finger.

Han Su's face was full of consternation. Before he could react, an Xianyang took out all the pills he had accumulated these days from the drawer and threw them to Han su.

"I treat you like a brother. That's how you want to use me?"

His tone was full of anger. The person in front of him was the one he had given most trust to except his family.

"Me

Han Su's tone is a bit huff and puff. He dares not look at an Xianyang's eyes these days. It seems that his conscience can't stand these.

"No!"

"Not what? If you give me medicine or hallucinogen, you don't have the courage to admit it? You are not a man

As soon as an Xianyang's anger comes up, he doesn't know how angry he will be. He even wants to beat the people in front of him many times. But now he lives in the psychiatric department. Once there is an accident, it's more difficult to explain.

"No, it's not me!"

Looking at an Xianyang's anger, Han Su, who was unwilling to admit everything at first, could not resist the pressure of conscience.

"What's that?"

An Xianyang picked eyebrows, the whole person is disdain and disdain.

Han Su looked around, then pulled up the curtain, went to the door of the ward, locked the door, and the whole room suddenly looked dark.An Xianyang looks very gentle to this man with glasses and a suit. His face is full of contempt. He really wants to know what kind of ghost he will come up with if he is so careful.

"It's not what you think. Do you remember the scar remover I gave you? Your scars, including those on your sister an Xiaojing's face, have been completely removed by me. "

Han Su raised his eyes and said seriously to the people in front of him.

"You want to work hard enough? Han Su, who do you think you are? "

An Xianyang pulled a very funny expression from the corner of his mouth. In his world, once there is a betrayal, everything before will disappear.

"No, that's not what I mean. I was used, too. "

Han Su says, the facial expression is very honest, even an Xianyang can't see what this person says is true or false.

"Once, I was with a woman I liked, but there was a scar on her arm, so I used my own medicine to treat her scar. Just a few days later, a mysterious person called me. He told me that the scar on the woman's body was gone, but he found the medicine I gave her, which was actually a national first-class forbidden drug. If I don't cooperate with him, he will send me to prison. "

Han Su's forehead began to exude cold sweat, which is the reason why he didn't want to go to the hospital for so many years.

He has a batch of drugs in his hand, which are banned by the state. He is used to those things, so he can't enter the system.

"So, who is that man?"

For Han Su's words, an Xianyang was dubious, but he finally chose to trust.

"I don't know. I just got a call from him. I haven't even seen what he looks like.

Han Su is helpless.

"So, at that man's request, he injected me with hallucinogen?" An Xianyang picked his eyes, which were covered with a layer of indistinct profundity.