Chapter 592

Inkstone army is paralyzed, big drops of sweat down the forehead.

Even the lady heard him and looked at him inexplicably, "what's the matter?"

Yan Jun didn't say a word, but he got up in silence, went to the luggage room and began to tidy the suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Ms. Lian walked quickly in front of him and patted him on the back. "We haven't found the girl yet. What are you doing with your things?"

Girl

These two words are like a touch of Mars, instantly ignited the Yan army's majestic anger.

He threw his clothes on the ground and grabbed Ms. Lian's wrist. His eyes were full of anger. "How dare you mention her? Lian Bixiu, I tell you, if one day our family is ruined, it's your good girl. "

At the end of the speech, he threw away the shocked lady Lian, bent over and simply packed her clothes into the trunk. When he pushed her away and walked to the door, he looked back and said, "you can stay here and look for her. Yan's investor withdraws capital. Maybe when you take her back to Licheng, we will be bankrupt. Hum

This time, Yan Jun did not hesitate, vigorously opened the door, carrying a suitcase left the hotel.

Even the woman who was left behind in the room had a dull expression. It took half a year to react. She stumbled after the corridor, only to find that there was no inkstone army.

How can investors withdraw their investment? There is an investment agreement!

She stood in the same place, letting the cool temperature in the corridor invade her reason.

Qin family is the investor of Yan family.

It's Yan Shiqi!

It must be her, because Yan family doesn't want her, she wants to kill Yan family now!

Even the lady angrily went back to her room, but was embarrassed to find that... She was busy looking for her daughter all day today, and didn't find time to buy a new mobile phone.

And she, at the moment when she picked up the landline in the room, stopped again, because she didn't know Yan Shiqi's mobile phone number!

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The next day, Licheng general hospital.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi and his man came to the archives room on the ground floor of the general hospital.

A long corridor, quiet can only hear their footsteps.

Stepping into the double iron doors of the archives room, there are rows of iron cabinets in front of us, which are densely covered with all the records and related materials.

Probably hearing the sound, a file keeper surnamed Liu came out from the back of a row of tin cabinets. When he saw Qin Baiyu, he warmly went forward and said, "Mr. Qin, you are here. Please come in!"

The man slightly nodded, pulled the inkstone when seven came forward, cold eyes around a circle, "trouble."

Liu management waved his hand with a smile and led them into the archives. His wrinkled cheeks were full of smiles. "No trouble, no trouble. It's all within your power. Please don't mention it."

This is a distinguished guest that mayor Zong personally asked the general hospital to treat him well. Besides, it's no trouble. At most, it's a waste of time to find out the admission records of that year.

With Liu management with them in-depth, inkstone when seven this just found the whole file room big surprise.

Looking from a distance, there are countless metal cabinets.

"Mr. Zhang, the handwriting appraiser, has arrived, just ahead of him."

Liu management pointed to the front of the central position of the archives, where there is a row of long tables in the middle of the tin cabinet.

At this time, a man with white gloves was sitting in front of the table, looking at the handwriting on the records with a magnifying glass, and he had several identification tools on hand.