The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Dongfang Han looked gloomy and blamed himself deeply.

Lin Ze said with a serious expression, "Young master, don't say that."

"By the way, there is one more thing that I am very puzzled about. Is the current Ling Mohan really Jing Chen?"

This morning, Bai Liyue and Qin Yahan met him, and explained to him the current situation, as well as her and Ling Mohan's plan to save people.

Just in case, Bai Liyue asked Dongfang Han that if something happened to her at the Ling's house at night, he must go to the Ling's house.

With Dongfang Han's status in Jiangcheng, he can definitely save her from Mrs. Ling.

It's just that she didn't expect that when Dongfang Han arrived, something had happened to her.

Lin Ze nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, even if I admit my mistake, Miss Bai will not admit it, but now Mr. Mu doesn't remember the past at all, and even he himself thinks he is Ling Mohan."

Dongfang Han showed melancholy, and said: "In this case, things will be a little tricky, that Mrs. Ling is notoriously ruthless.

Now even Jing Chen himself thinks he is Ling Mohan, there is really no reason for his sister-in-law to take him back, and Mrs. Ling will not admit it.

Moreover, the major families in Jiangcheng never interfere in any private affairs except for the exchange of interests. I really don't know how to intervene in this matter. "

The major families in Jiangcheng have some interest exchanges, which are conducive to survival and stable status.

Dongfang Han's parents and Mrs. Ling are also acquainted, but for Dongfang Han personally, he is not familiar with Mrs. Ling, and he has nothing to do with Mrs. Ling.

It would indeed be inappropriate for him to ask Mrs. Ling about Ling Mohan in the name of the Dongfang family.

While hesitating, a nurse holding a medical record came over.

"Young master, the wounds on that man's body have been healed, but the situation is a little bad."

Dongfang Han took the medical record, flipped through two pages casually, and said to the nurse, "Take me to have a look."

The nurse led Dongfang Han to the front ward.

In the ward, a man was sitting on the bed.

His entire head was wrapped in gauze, only his mouth and eyes were showing, and his hands and feet were tied together.

When Dongfang Han stepped into the ward, the doctor in the ward came over and explained the man's situation to him.

"Young master, this man's face has been completely disfigured, and we have bandaged him up, but judging from the injury, it won't take more than half a year to recover.

Even if he recovered, his appearance would still be appalling, and after testing, he had a mental problem, that is to say, he is now mentally ill.

After the anesthetic just passed, he kept pulling the bandage on his face with his hands, so I asked someone to tie up his hands and feet to prevent him from making any more violent words and deeds. "

Dongfang Han nodded lightly, and asked again: "Can his condition be cured?"

"Young master, in terms of appearance, all the scabs must be completed, and then try the advanced artificial skin, but the chance of recovery is not high.

As for his mental illness, it seemed that it was caused by some kind of powerful drug. The medical equipment in the hospital could not find out the root cause of his illness, and could not prescribe the right medicine. "

The doctor's meaning is obvious, that is to say, there is a high probability that there is no cure for him.

"Well, you go out first."

Dongfang Han dismissed the doctor and walked towards the man sitting on the hospital bed step by step.

This man was rescued from the back seat of Bai Liyue's scrapped car tonight.

According to what Bai Liyue said before, this person should be the real Ling Mohan.

But now, his face is covered with bandages, and no one can tell who he is from a pair of empty eyes.

I saw him sitting on the hospital bed sluggishly, without any further resistance, muttering three words over and over again: "Bitch woman..."

It can be seen that even though he is mentally disturbed, he seems to have some deep resentment towards this "slut" in his mouth.

Dongfang Han approached him, stretched out his hand to shake in front of his dull eyes, and asked, "Are you Ling Mohan?"

When the man sitting in the ward heard this, his dull eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he stared straight at Dongfang Han.

The next moment, he suddenly got up.

Although his hands and feet were bound, he jumped up suddenly and opened his mouth towards Dongfang Han like a madman, trying to bite him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Han immediately got up and took a few steps back.

The man's body fell from the hospital bed because of the unstable center of gravity.

Landing his head on the ground seemed to touch the wound on his face again.

The bandages on his entire face were quickly dyed blood red visible to the naked eye, looking like a mummy with blood all over his face.

Dongfang Han frowned, and shouted at the door: "Doctor!"

The nurse and doctor waiting at the door rushed in and helped the man on the ground up.

"Young master, let's re-bandage him immediately!"

"Ah."

Dongfang Hanni glanced at the man, feeling his scalp tingling through the bandage.

If this man is really Ling Mohan, then the person who made him insane and injured must be Mrs. Ling who locked him up.

He couldn't imagine that a mother could be so cruel to her son, it was unimaginable.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Dongfang Han asked the doctor to take good care of him first, and then left the ward.

...

In Bai Liyue's ward.

This room is very spacious, and the medical facilities are top-notch, as luxurious as a presidential suite.

Dongfang Hunter instructed her to arrange the best ward for her, and the doctors and nurses must pay attention to her condition at all times.

However, at this time, there was only Qin Yahan in Nuo Da's ward.

She sent away the accompanying nurse and sat by the bed alone, staring at Bai Liyue who had her eyes closed tightly on the bed.

Holding Bai Liyue's hand, Qin Yahan prayed over and over in her heart for her to get well soon.

Bai Liyue in the ward was breathing evenly, her eyelashes fluttered like a feather fan, and then frowned.

At this moment, she was immersed in a nightmare.

In the dream, the three-year-old girl was standing on the side of the road with two braids in her hair and a bear doll in her hand, staring closely at a woman in a long red dress in front of her.

The woman's eyes were soft, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The woman said to her: "You wait for me here, I will pick you up later, understand?"

She blinked, didn't speak, and didn't agree.

The woman walked farther and farther away, and she stood alone in the middle of the road with the little bear in her arms. She couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell down her cheeks.

She knew in her heart that that woman would never come back again.

She threw the little bear in her hand on the ground, facing the direction where the woman disappeared, and said a few inaudible words: "I hate you."

At this moment, a car in front drove straight towards her at a very fast speed.

The car drove over the little bear on the ground and knocked her out of the air.

At the age of three, she didn't even have a chance to yell out, and fell into a pool of blood in an instant.