Yin Ziyu did not return to Muxuan, the excuse is still on duty.
This night he did not move the place, in addition to the transport of power force drugs, but also trying to think about where to see the sniper.
Mu Xianghui's speed of action is very fast. He sent someone to deliver the medicine in the middle of the night. At the same time, he accompanied the pot of boiling medicine.
Before Lin Fang in accordance with the requirements of Yin Ziyu boil a pot of medicine, strong herbal flavor pervaded in the villa. It wasn't until the medicine was boiled to a sticky appearance that Yin Ziyu satisfied her with it.
Qian Linfang wanted to accompany him, but he was driven to bed by Yin Ziyu.
There is a man at home who should have been worried and couldn't sleep. But Qian Linfang didn't know whether she was tired or not. She put her head on the pillow and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, Qian Linfang woke up early. After washing, he didn't see Yin Ziyu. He looked up and down, and finally found him on the balcony.
Yin Ziyu stands on one foot, his injured right shoulder is exposed to the sun, and his left hand takes the black ointment which looks like the ointment made last night, and gently smears it on the wound.
Then slowly dance the right arm, the black ointment in the wound slowly open, issued a "Bo" sound, like a blown bubble.
Then Yin Ziyu frowned and tore the black ointment off the wound, with a trace of cyan black in the bright red color.
After that, he reapplied a new black ointment and repeated the previous action.
Qian Linfang was shocked to see that Yin Ziyu was relying on this method to get rid of the poison. She went to the balcony and said, "does it hurt?"
Yin Ziyu found her long ago, and turned back to smile: "it's nothing. Compared with the previous injuries, it's just a small thing. I wanted to get up early and cook something to repay you. As a result, I forgot. It seems that I have to trouble you... "
Qian Linfang went to him and looked at the wound on his shoulder carefully. Only then did he find that there were various mottled scars on his shoulder. He was surprised.
He grabbed his clothes and pulled them down. Qian Linfang covered his mouth in surprise.
On the back of yinziyu, there are countless scars of different sizes, which are hideous and shocking.
Qian Linfang trembled in his heart. How many wounds would he have to suffer to leave such a dense wound? A lot of scars repeatedly covered with overlapping, can't see the original skin, tell her how many times the man had survived.
"Who on earth are you?" Qian Linfang put out her hand and gently touched the scars, which made Yin Ziyu's skin move slightly.
"Ha ha, I'm not good at washing dishes abroad. I often get beaten in the first few years. There's no traditional Chinese medicine outside, so there's no way. The scars are all preserved. "
Qian Linfang took a deep look at Yin Ziyu and knew that he didn't want to tell him. In the heart once again associated with the words of Mu Zhiyan had warned himself, can't help a sigh.
She had known that this man was unusual, but she couldn't help feeling things. Now she was worried about him, thinking about him day and night. She couldn't get rid of him easily if she wanted to get rid of him rationally.
After breakfast, Yin Ziyu has bandaged her shoulders and accompanied her downstairs like no one else. She first took her to the company, then drove to song's home and took Song Yi to the car.
On the road for some time, Yin Ziyu felt it was necessary to remind Song Yi. He looked at the gorgeous beauty who was staring out of the window with her gills in her rearview mirror. He coughed and said, "general manager, something... Can you give me a little suggestion?"
Song Yi slowly turned her eyes and glanced at him. Her cool temperament continued: "say."
"Er... It's a little interfering with the private life of the general manager. Luo Yidao, don't touch him recently, whether it's business or private." Yin Ziyu specially accentuated the word "private affairs".
"Give me a reason!" Song Yi said something hard.
"This..." Yin Ziyu didn't know how to explain it. Did he tell her that he had a candlelight dinner with Qian Linfang last night and was ambushed in the twinkling of an eye? Poisoned and shot? Where do you put your face when you talk about it?
Although he has no confidence in front of Song Yi, he is proud in his heart. He doesn't want to let the woman look down on him.
"There will be a dialogue meeting with the senior management of Xingzhen this afternoon." Song Yi throws a bomb again.
"No, I can't go. If you want to go, you'll have to wait until I get rid of the trouble! " Yin Ziyu frowned and looked back at Song Yi seriously. "As long as you go, I have to go. It's easy to be led by the nose."
Song Yi frowned, acutely aware that something must have happened that she did not know.
Although Yin Ziyu's concern for her safety made her happy for a while, she was more upset and said coldly, "I want reasons.""The other side is not at ease at all..."
"Enough!" Song Yi coldly interrupts Yin Ziyu's words, and doesn't want to listen to his perfunctory. Especially in the whole night, I was angry about his two-way trip. I didn't want to give him a good look.
Yin Ziyu was speechless and had to drive quietly.
Back to Jinghuang group, Song Yi ignores him and goes straight back to the office. Yin Ziyu lights a cigarette and goes back to the security office bored. He puts on his spare security clothes. The original one is forgotten in Qian Linfang's home.
It's a pity that a good-looking dress was damaged by the bullet. It's a little distressed. He sent a wechat to Qian Linfang: "I'm sorry, I just wore it for less than an hour, but my clothes were blown up."
Qian Linfang's news came back quickly, followed by a Ding Dong on his mobile phone: "if people are OK, they can buy more clothes. How are you feeling now? "
"It's OK. The medicine given by Mu Xianghui is very good. It's estimated that it will be completely cured in two or three days."
"I... I'm afraid. What if they have to deal with you? I'd like to tell the chairman and the general manager, but I'm afraid they're worried... "
"It's OK. Just do what you want. I'll take care of the rest." Yin Ziyu put away his mobile phone and planned to ask Song Yi for a leave.
There is no one in the world who has offended the razor and can live more than 24 hours. Yin Ziyu plans to take the initiative to attack.
In a word, Yin Ziyu doesn't want to let go of the Luo family, nor does he want to let go of the headmaster who hurt Qian Linfang and himself, or the mysterious sniper.
Smoking on the elevator, accidentally found that Song Yi is not in the office, not even the secretary.
New to the company, where can this woman go? Yin Ziyu puzzled from the stairs down, just passing the operation department section.
Why? Isn't this mingxiner's department? Yin Ziyu stood still and looked inside