Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 289 If you have something to say, if you have to fart, let it go
Meng Yao pursed her lips and smiled, "How is it possible, his temper has changed."

Sighing, she nodded and looked at her feet, "I know what he means, don't worry!
Besides, if I can transfer there, I can transfer back. Let me see what's going on when I go there. "

Speaking of this, her eyebrows frowned, thinking that Zhao Hongxiang's cough seemed to have been heard on the phone just now.

"My master transferred me there in such a hurry, I was afraid that he had a physical problem, and he was weak when he heard his voice."

Mentioning Zhao Hongxiang and Zhang Dongxu is no stranger. He was the forensic doctor when he was first assigned to work in the police station. The two have worked together for several years.

"I remember that Director Zhao seems to have been suffering from stomach pains all the time, maybe the old problem is happening again."

Standing up straight, Meng Yao sighed and began to lift her feet down the stairs, "Who knows, we couldn't eat on time when we were busy in this profession, especially now that my teacher and sister went abroad with Ning, he didn't know how to pay attention to his body by himself."

The two went downstairs to Meng Yao's office while they were talking. Du Chao was on the phone. When he saw the two coming in, he hung up the phone and greeted them. He looked curiously at the folder in Meng Yao's hand.

"Meng Forensic Doctor, what is this?
Is there another case? "

Throwing the folder on the table, Meng Yao motioned for him to read it for himself.

After confirming that she really let him see it, Du Chao opened the folder, and after seeing the contents clearly, his face was colorful and several colors appeared alternately.

After a while, he looked at Meng Yao as if returning to his soul, and then looked at Zhang Dongxu, looking at him with an expression that must not be real.

Zhang Dongxu nodded directly, "Don't doubt it, this document was passed directly from above, it really can't be more authentic, and there is no room for it!"

For a moment, what he said almost knocked Du Chao unconscious, and his whole body became ill instantly.

After a while, Du Chao put down the folder and walked out. It felt like a wolf was chasing after him.

"This child." Zhang Dongxu pointed at the figure who disappeared at the door without words, and then looked at Meng Yao who was leaning limply on the back of the chair.

"Don't worry, we usually take care of you."

As if he said something ridiculous, Meng Yao gave him a blank look and didn't speak.

When Chu Yang was about to get off work, he called Meng Yao with a cautious voice, "Miss Meng, I am Chu Yang, and I am the assistant to Mr. Lu."

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Meng Yao almost swears.

Damn you did something wrong, maybe I have amnesia!
I didn't know you were Chu Yang, Lu Zhixing's pawn.

It just so happens that she has become the first bird in her eyes again!

Thinking of Lu Zhixing doing such a dangerous thing without telling him, coupled with the transfer order in front of him, Meng Yao's irritability that had been suppressed just now surged up again, so her words were not so polite.

Anyway, Liu Yi sent her a message half an hour ago, saying that nothing happened to Lu Zhixing, but he was dizzy due to the impact force.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go!"

Chu Yang, who was already extremely nervous, became even more confused when he heard this. He turned his head and looked at Lu Zhixing who was lying on the bed and eavesdropping, his small eyes seemed to be asking.

Boss, what should I say next?
Lu Zhixing's heart fluttered even more when he saw him, and finally seeing him really didn't know what to say, so he could only reach out and take the phone.

"Yaoyao, that's because I have something to do with you."

Hearing his voice, the corners of Meng Yao's mouth turned up and he smiled ironically, "Why, could it be that Mr. Lu, who is incomparably rich, is so poor that he can't even afford a mobile phone."

(End of this chapter)