President, his whole family thinks I'm sick

Hearing the man's words, Wen Cheng's face suddenly changed. How is it possible? After investigation, there will be no wind and rain today. If there is no strong wind, how could the flowers have pollen floating around?

Staring at the few obsequious people in front of him, Wen Cheng understood that these people agreed to spell their names because their families were too poor, or because their wives and children were sick and had no money to treat them. People's bad guys.

"Doctor Wen, we don't know what's going on. When we found him, he was already unconscious. He really doesn't care about our affairs!"

Afraid of being regarded as a murderer, one of them burst into tears. The middle-aged man looked like a child at this moment, full of grief and despair.

After losing a partner, they are also very scared and scared. They have exhausted all their strength and methods, but there is no way to wake up their partner from the coma. They are also very desperate.

If it weren't for the cable car coming, they wouldn't have come down so quickly. After all, the price Wen Cheng gave was very high, and they hoped to pick up a little more. After all, there are old people and children waiting to be fed at home.

Seeing that the man was crying so much, Wen Cheng didn't make things difficult for them, and after giving them the money that he had originally agreed upon, he let them leave his eyes, and in his hand was a flower shining yellow in a transparent bottle.

Strange to say, the temperature on the top of the mountain is very low, although it is summer, but several people went up in short sleeves, and when they came down, they had already put on cotton jackets and down jackets in spring.

Such flowers can resist such a cold, in Wen Cheng's eyes, they are indeed full of unknown mystery. I have heard that some people who like to collect rare and rare herbs are fascinated by these yellow flowers. .

However, the temperature on the top of the mountain was so low that it was unbearable. Many people climbed the mountain without preparation and froze to death on the top of the mountain. The motionless man in front of him seemed to have the same possibility.

There was white powder on his nose, and a few drops of bright red blood stains on the corners of his lips. It was said that he was poisoned to death by the pollen of flowers, but it didn't look like it, more like he was killed alive.

Wen Cheng frowned, but quickly stood up, patted the dust and fallen leaves on his body, and returned to the hospital with the corpse.

The hospital was sparsely populated in the evening, and after the person who got it died trying to pick flowers, the nurses and doctors contacted the family members of the deceased one after another, and there was only one child who could not speak clearly.

"Dean Wen, that person seems to have no other family members except for one child." The nurse walked up to Wen Cheng with helplessness in her words.

This is the first time I have seen such a bleak family. The nurses are one head and two older, and they are really at a loss.

If it weren't for the overcrowding in the hospital, the deceased would have been laid to rest long ago. How could it be left here? Even the gloomy ones can't work properly!

Thinking of this, the nurse leaned against Wen Cheng's side and sighed pitifully, she was unwilling to be alone with the corpse for a moment, wishing she could stay by Wen Cheng's side and not leave.

Under Wen Cheng's persistent request, the head nurse took the little boy to the hospital in person. His eyes were dim, without any light showing.

Looking at the people in front of him, he moved his lips, his voice hoarse: "Who are you? Where's daddy?"

He glanced at the situation around him in a trance, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, but with a surprised look, he looked around, and finally set his eyes on a white stretcher.

The long quilt above had already covered the person's face, and looking at that situation, he was full of uneasiness, but he pursed his lips as if he had already guessed something.

Walking forward, with calmness on his pale face, he stretched out his hand to glance at the covered man's face, and pulled the white quilt back without blushing.

The person inside was indeed his father, the man without any vital signs was indeed his own father, but there was no sadness on his face, it seemed that he had no emotion.

The calm appearance of the little boy in front of him surprised Wen Cheng. If I remember correctly, the reason why the man came to find him and wanted to take the risk to get the yellow flower was also to support his son.

Wen Cheng has also seen a photo of his son, a boy who looks depressed. I heard that the boy has mild autism and rarely opens his heart to others.

I heard that the boy was not like this before, but since the little boy's mother left, the boy has never become as lively as an ordinary child. He looks like a walking dead, with the indifference in his eyes.

Looking at the upright boy standing at one side, Wen Cheng didn't speak, and was still busy with the work in hand, but his eyes were on the boy from time to time, and then left.

After finishing the work in hand, Wen Cheng flicked the needle, walked towards the little boy, and asked, "Is this your father?"

"En." The little boy nodded, his eyes still cold and dull.

At such an age, such a reaction is really unpredictable, why the little boy stood in front of his father's body so calmly and without disturbance.

Wen Cheng didn't chat with the little boy much, instead he turned around and walked to the nurse's side, and after saying something in her ear, he turned and left the room.

On the other hand, Lin Manman didn't dare to leave the ward, because he could see clearly from the window, the lights were on outside, and he had just removed the bandage, so it was impossible for him to go out and adapt to the sunshine now.

After finally being able to see something, Lin Manman really didn't want to give up just like that, and hurriedly stood on tiptoe, but was dragged back by Nie Tingshen in an instant.

After the sound of "ah", Lin Manman fell straight into Nie Tingshen's arms. She looked at Nie Tingshen in front of her pitifully, and said in a troubled voice, "Tingshen, what are you doing?"

Pouting her mouth, Lin Manman's eyes were flickering with irritability. Although she felt unhappy, Nie Tingshen was doing it for her own good. No matter how reluctant she was, Lin Manman would never say no.

The lights outside were very dazzling, but none could be as dazzling as Nie Tingshen in front of him. Looking at the handsome Nie Tingshen under him, Lin Manman's heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were full of tenderness looking at him.

After such a long time, I finally took a closer look at Nie Tingshen. Apart from looking pale, he didn't seem to have any morbid feeling, which made Lin Manman feel relieved.

After staring for a long time, Lin Manman's face turned rosy, and the two looked at each other. When Lin Manman leaned down, the door was suddenly opened by Nie's mother, and she said happily: "Xiaoman, Ting Shen, you need to bring some What fruit can't you eat?"

Hearing Nie's mother's voice, Lin Manman immediately jumped up from Nie Tingshen's lap like a frightened deer, and said in panic, "No, no need, Mom!"

Seeing the ambiguous appearance of the two, Mother Nie seemed to understand something, and quickly said, "Go ahead, ignore me", and then quickly stepped back and left in front of the two of them.