Chapter 197： Insulting

Luo Zelan looked deep: "Will it happen again in the future?"

"It's hard to say. Most mental illnesses can only be relieved. The information I can get from Miss Luo Qiao is limited. If you want to get an accurate result, you may need to talk to her former doctor."

Behind him, Luo Qiao walked out.

Luo Zelan chatted with Lu Zhuo again, and the two people left the private hospital.

"I said I'm all right." Luo Qiao glanced at him.

Luo Zelan's expression was not relaxed. Lu Zhuo meant that her illness was like an untimely bomb. It might never happen, but it might explode in the next second.

Sending people to the door of the villa, Luo Zelan was silent for a moment, reached out and rubbed her head, and whispered, "Brother will let someone heal you."

Luo Qiao pursed her lips, "Yes."

Seeing her enter, Luo Zelan's car stopped there and did not start. At this time, his mobile phone rang, Luo Zelan glanced at it and pressed answer.

"Hello, Mr. Luo, this is Lu Zhuo." The man's voice sounded clear and clean: "I forgot to say before that Miss Luo Qiao is very defensive towards me, and the information I got may not be true."

Luo Zelan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"It means... the words that Miss Luo Qiao said that she hasn't been stimulated may be lying."

The car was very quiet, and only Lu Zhuo’s slow voice could be heard: "Of course, this is only my guess... But Mr. Luo can understand if Miss Luo Qiao first had hallucinations, did anything major happen to her? ."

...

After hanging up the phone, Luo Zelan's body was silent. After a while, his slender fingers dialed a number and went out:

"Help me check what happened to Qiaoqiao three years ago. Be careful and don't miss any details."

"Yes, master."

...

In the villa, Luo Qiao looked down at the medical record sheet in her hand, feeling unpredictable in her eyes.

"came back?"

Luo Qiao was taken aback, and quickly hid the medical records behind her back, looking up at the lazy and enchanting man.

Ming Siran paused slightly, his eyes swept across her hand, and raised his eyebrows: "What's hidden?"

With that, he walked towards her and reached out to touch her hand.

Luo Qiao panicked, and before he was touched by him, she hurriedly shouted: "Brother Siran!"

Ming Siran suddenly chuckled, his eyes fell on her face, and he hummed casually: "Huh? Where is your brother?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

He retracted his hand and stood up straight, with a sluggish tone that made people sexy: "How can Sister Qiaoqiao insult people?"

Luo Qiao wanted to give him a kick: "Didn't you send it to me!"

"Oh? What do I send you, what is your name?" He lazily said, "Is that a dear listen?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

She didn't bother to care about the beast, and ran around him into the room.

Luo Qiao looked around, and finally put it into the bottom of the cabinet.

...

In the evening, Luo Qiao took a bottle of nail polish after taking a shower and dipped it on casually.

On the side, Ming Siran was looking at the document, and he looked very expensive and indifferent when he was working.

Luo Qiao fanned her nails. When she was bored, remembering that she hadn't contacted Mu Lan for a long time, she called her.

"Hey, baby, what are you doing lately?"

Ming Siran raised her eyes and glanced at her. At this time, the woman was wearing a bathrobe, with a cold white and delicate skin, and her cat's eyes were slightly curved, so **** and beautiful indescribably.