The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

A poison pharmacist, a person who is proficient in the art of poisoning.

To be a poison pharmacist, it is not only enough to be able to poison and kill people, but also to be familiar with various herbal medicine scriptures and to be familiar with the mixing ratio of various poisons.

A powerful poisoner can take a human life invisibly in a breath.

An Tai, whom Liang Qizheng knew, was ranked third on the list of poison pharmacists, and was good at killing people with various cruel and violent methods.

Antai is second only to Chuanwu, which ranks first, and Kansui, who ranks second.

"What's the matter?" Antai's voice was very hoarse, with a grainy feel.

When Liang Qi heard An Tai's voice, he shuddered inexplicably, as if slowly entangled with a poisonous snake, "I want to ask you one thing."

An Tai: "Not interested."

Liang Qizheng: "I have money, I will give you [-] million."

Mrs. An paused when she hung up the phone, then grinned, "Tell me, who to kill."

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The next day.

Jiang Nan went to the Imperial Hospital to visit Mr. Liang.

Mr. Liang was lying on the hospital bed, watching the program "The Most Brain Power" with great interest.

The old man's face was a little pale, but he was in good spirits.

Seeing Jiang Nan coming, he laughed cheerfully and stroked his beard, "Girl Jiang is here? Sit down quickly."

Jiang Nan sat down beside Mr. Liang's bed and asked politely, "How is your body feeling?"

Mr. Liang's face that was still full of smiles drooped instantly, and he said aggrievedly: "No, I feel very bad, I think I am going to die!"

Quite angry like gossamer.

Jiang Nan lowered his brows and eyes, a string in his mind suddenly tightened, and his brows were slightly frowned, "What's wrong? Which part of the heart hurts? I'll have someone arrange an electrocardiogram immediately."

As Jiang Nan spoke, doubts flashed across his eyes.

Mr. Liang's operation was successful, and there have been no complications these days.

Although the heart problem has not been completely resolved, there should not be any life-threatening problems.

Could it be that she overlooked something.

After Jiang Nan finished calling Lao Yelei, he was about to turn around and go out to make a medical bill, when he was suddenly stopped by Mr. Liang.

The old man's angry voice was a little more moderate, "Jiang girl, wait a minute, I still have a few last words, I want to finish first."

Jiang Nan turned his head and slowly typed a question mark.

Mr. Liang was lying on the bed, clutching his chest, looking like an elderly man, "Before I die, I want a fat and white great-grandson or a well-behaved and sensible great-granddaughter."

Mr. Liang paused for two seconds, half-opened one eye, and peeked at Jiang Nan's expression.

Then continued, "Girl Jiang, see if you can work hard with my useless grandson."

Jiang Nan: "..."

"One, one is enough." Mr. Liang made a small gesture with his fingers.

Less than a second later, another finger stretched out weakly, "Two are fine..."

Jiang Nan: "..."

"Three..."

Jiang Nan pinched his temples, and the corners of his beautiful mouth twitched slightly, a little helpless, "Grandpa Liang, take care of your illness, don't think about it."

Mr. Liang turned his body sideways, and began to wipe his tears again, "Just thinking about it, I can't even think about my great-grandson or great-granddaughter. What's the point of my life?"

Jiang Nan is not good at words.

She originally thought that Liang Jingzhi's mouth was enough to break people down, but she didn't expect that Mr. Liang's mouth had the effect that the blue came out of the blue and was better than the blue.

She pinched her swollen temples, feeling helpless and helpless.

Fortunately, Liang Jingzhi also came over at this time.

"Grandpa." Liang Jingzhi knocked on the door, and then stepped in, with a dignified aura of a noble son from an aristocratic family.

When his eyes fell on Jiang Nan, his eyes were tinged with warmth, "What are you talking about? It's very lively."

Mr. Liang's expression changed instantly, and he threw an orange to Liang Jingzhi angrily. He said angrily, "What are you talking about? You have the nerve to ask! It's not that you, a brat, don't live up to expectations. I'm really going to be pissed off!"

Liang Jingzhi stretched out his hand, held the apple in his palm, picked up the fruit knife, and sat down to peel the apple.

"Don't cut it for me, you cut it so much that I won't eat it!" Mr. Liang said.

Liang Jingzhi kept moving his hands, and said lazily, "I didn't say anything for you, I peeled an apple for Ah Nan."

Old Man Liang curled his lips, thinking that Liang Jingzhi wasted too much time peeling the apples.

As for the delay?

Mr. Liang said he had something to say: "You have time to peel apples for Girl Jiang, so why not work harder in bed? You unbelievable brat, how come you can't even seduce people!"

What he said was eloquent.

The ward fell into an eerie silence.

The peel of the apple Liang Jingzhi was peeling was broken, and even the flesh was taken away, "Grandpa, why do you feel that you know how to do it? If there is any trick to teach, my grandson will listen to it."

Jiang Nanpi smiled without a smile, and the tip of his tongue touched the back molars.

It was rare for Mr. Liang to see Liang Jingzhi go on the road like this, so he immediately got excited, pulled him and began to talk.

Jiang Nan: "...?"

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Jiang Nan touched his ears imperceptibly, lowered his jaw slightly, and looked away from Liang Jingzhixin's long figure calmly, and walked out with his hands in his pockets.

The door closed, finally blocking the noisy voice in my ears.

Through the observation window on the door of the ward, Jiang Nan could clearly see Liang Jingzhi listening attentively.

Quite rare.

Jiang Nan's fingers slowly rubbed against his fingertips, and the corners of his lips were bent for a long time, his brows and eyes gleamed with a bit of wildness.