The man led Yan Shiqi into the corridor of the third-floor ward.

He looked back at Leng Yichi, not ignoring Wen Cheng's obvious eavesdropping.

Fourth Brother Qin's thin lips were lightly hooked, "In the Lei family in the South China Sea." ”

God assisted the third brother-in-law and couldn't help but sigh, "Is he going home to inherit the family business? Good boy, I didn't know that his background was so deep for four years." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone heard the fourth brother's low voice with a sigh, "It may not be that he inherited the family business, I heard that his situation is not very good." ”

Leng Yichi frowned, revealing obvious concern, "What's the matter? Isn't he the first heir of the Lei family?"

"It's said to be a physical condition!"

Leng Yichi wanted to ask more, but Bai Siqing had already pointed to a ward in front of him and reminded: "When she arrives, she is in that room!"

After speaking, Bai Siqing couldn't help but glance at Qin Baiyu.

Originally, I thought that Qin Sishao had a thin and indifferent personality.

When I look at it today, it's not quite true!

Lei Ruixiu's dead boy, he is strong, and he didn't see that there was a problem with his body at all!

Thinking of this, Bai Siqing was attracted by an exclamation behind him.

Everyone heard the sound, and when they looked back, they saw that Wen Cheng seemed to have accidentally hit the wall around the corner.

"Are you okay?" Leng Yiyan pulled her over, looked at the red mark on her forehead, and wanted to reach out and stroke it for her.

But Wen Cheng deliberately avoided his face and shook his head: "It's okay, let's go in." ”

She didn't want to admit that the moment she was worried about Lei Ruixiu and she crashed into the wall.

This man, even if he is not in front of her, can still cause all her mood swings.

The different expressions of everyone fell on Wen Cheng's face, and they always felt that something was not quite right, but it may be that they were thinking too much.

......

In front of the door of the separate ward, Wen Zhiyuan was tied to the bed in a hospital gown.

Her hands and feet were mostly strangled by the straps next to the bed, and two doctors were cleaning the wounds on her abdomen.

"Let me out...... I'm not schizophrenic, you let me go......"

In this short period of time, I don't know how long Wen Zhiyuan has been shouting, her voice is so hoarse that she can't hear the original timbre.

The white-gloved doctor rubbed her wound with tweezers and a cotton pad, "Everyone who came to us to be hospitalized said they were not sick.

You save your energy, if you have this time, it is better to bask in the sun and replenish calcium. ”

Wen Zhiyuan looked at the snow-white ceiling in a daze, there was nothing in this room except a bed and a chair.

She couldn't imagine what she would have to do here in the future.

"Doctor, I have money, you let me out, I can give you a lot of money!"

Wen Zhiyuan is still making her last efforts.

She tried to bribe the doctor with money, and she couldn't let the rest of her life spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital.

Then, what did she hear?

When the doctor threw the bloody cotton into the trash, he smiled, "You can give us a lot of money?

He was running around the hallways with trillions of coins in his hands, threatening to give the money to whoever could take him out to play! Do you know that patient?"

Wen Zhiyuan: "......"

She's completely treated as a psychopath!

"I said, I'm not ......"

She glared at them with angry eyes, and before she could finish speaking, the door was pushed open.