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When she comes out of Song Li Mei's ward, Jing bao'er and a Leng are sitting in the car, but their mood is still not calm.

Looking at Jing bao'er's appearance, ah Leng immediately reached out and patted Jing bao'er on the shoulder and said, "boss, don't do this A vegetative person can also return to normal.... "

Without saying a word, Jing bao'er lit a cigarette like a walking corpse and inhaled it deeply.

Smoke around, that pair of black pupil eyes, empty incomparable, no focus.

Ah Leng didn't speak any more, but Dai Mei frowned and patted Jing bao'er on the back.

Ah Leng himself is not good at words. At the moment, ah Leng doesn't know what words to use to comfort Jing bao'er.

……

The next morning, when the nurse woke up, he found that he had been lying on the edge of song Limei's bed, sleeping for a whole night.

Before, also had such experience, so, she did not care.

After stretching, she yawned at will and was ready to go into the bathroom to wash.

As soon as I got up, the door of the ward opened.

Then, two rows of bodyguards came in and stood in two rows on both sides of the door.

Then, Jingrong and Yeming entered the door one after the other.

Today's Jing Rong is wearing a Burberry's dark gray cashmere overcoat, which is ankle long, making him more slender and tall.

The expression on his face is still as cold as ever, and it is always a cold appearance of refusing people thousands of miles away.

Even if he had walked into the ward and stood in front of him, the nurse still felt that he was so far away from himself, and felt that he was still standing on the cloud and needed her to look up.

"Hello, Mr. President!" The nurse nodded respectfully and said hello to Jingrong politely.

"How is my sister-in-law these two days?" Jing Rong asked coldly.

"The same as before..." Nurse road.

"Well, I'll talk to her here for a while, and you all go out!"

As soon as Jingrong's voice fell, the nurse left with the bodyguards.

Everyone stood at the door, waiting for Jingrong's order.

"Mr. President, I'm very kind to his sister-in-law. I'm so busy, and I come to see her every so often..." The nurse looked at Yeming and said.

Yeming nodded slightly, didn't speak, his expression was so cold.

"Every time he comes, he talks with Ms. song for a long time. I don't know what they talk about." Another way for the nurse.

"Don't care about what you shouldn't care about." The cold sound of night warns.

As soon as the nurse heard this, he bowed his head respectfully and immediately shut up. He didn't dare to say another word.

Nursing song Limei is a fat job. Your honor, the president, gives her a salary of 50000 yuan a month. She must do well and never lose her job because of any mistakes

After all, other nurses, who care for patients, are only 10000 yuan at most.

Her salary is five times that of the others.

……

Jingrong has been in Song Limei's ward for a whole morning.

Almost every time I come here, Jingrong will chat with song Limei for a long time.

However, no one knows what Jing Rong said to song Limei.

Until noon, Jing Rong went out of the ward alone.

Seeing the nurse, Jing Rong said coldly, "you go in, Haosheng accompany my sister-in-law. You must be careful with the nursing. If my sister-in-law has any questions, I will ask for you!"

"Yes, sir!" The nurse responded respectfully, bowed his head and entered the ward quickly.

……

After Jing Rong got on the bus, the first few bodyguard cars started.

Then, the black Mercedes Benz driven by Yeming started steadily.

"Yeming..." Jing Rong coldly looks at the way of night.

Through the endoscope, Yeming took a look at Jingrong and asked respectfully, "Si Shao, what can I do for you?"

"What did the people you sent to follow luoerchen tell you? What's wrong with Luo Erchen? Has he seen anyone since last night? " Jing Rong asked.

Because of serious doubt, rolchen knows the whereabouts of Jing bao'er, so Jing Rong calls Yeming and sends someone to follow him secretly.

He believes that as long as Luo Erchen really hides jingbao'er, as long as jingbao'er is really connected with Luo Erchen, then he will be able to find clues.

"From last night till now, Luo Shao has been staying in his own house and has not gone out There are no exceptions. " Night dark way.

"Did you check his phone records? Did you find out who he often contacted? " Jing Rong and Dao.

"Yes, the numbers he often contacts are all the numbers of his f company, his father's and his sister's. besides them, they are just some friends, and nothing unusual is found..."

"No matter what, we must keep an eye on Luo Erchen. My intuition tells me that as long as we keep an eye on this man, we will find bao'er!" Jing Rong and Dao.There's nothing wrong with the call log. It's nothing.

Bao'er, who had been trained as a professional spy and had full marks in hacking skills, wanted to invade the network of domestic communication companies and delete some records that should not exist in Luo Erchen's mobile phone, which was a piece of cake for her.

"Yes, I will, Si Shao!"

Jing Rong, hearing the speech, didn't speak any more. He folded his legs gracefully, leaned straight against the back, and began to close his eyes

"Jingbao'er, jingbao'er, please show up quickly..." Jing Rong secretly said to himself.

"Si Shao, just now, when you were in the ward, the old man called. He called you and you didn't answer, so you called me. " Night and night.

"Say what?" Jing Rong asked.

Every time, when visiting song Limei, Jingrong will habitually mute his mobile phone, and no one will pay attention to it.

"I told you to go home in the evening. I'll tell you something."

"I see."

Jing Rong said, then slowly opened his eyes, turned to look out of the window, a flash of prosperity.

……

In the evening.

A row of bodyguard cars stop steadily in the Grand Courtyard of jingjiabanshan mansion.

The bodyguards got off first and stood in two rows.

Then, Yeming nodded respectfully and opened the door of the Benz in the middle.

As soon as the door opened, Jingrong's figure appeared in the public's sight.

The man's shinning shoes touched the ground first, then moved out of the car.

After closing the black cashmere coat, Jingrong walked in alone.

They stood respectfully in the same place, waiting for Jingrong.

When Jing Rong came in, he was sitting on the sofa drinking hot milk.

Seeing Jingrong enter the door, the old man asked coldly, "are you so busy now? I don't even have time to answer your phone

"Well." Jingrong coldly responded, walked to the single sofa beside him, sat down, folded his long legs, gently pinched his eyebrows, and asked, "what's the matter with me? Hurry up and say... "

His attitude, as always, was cold and awe inspiring.