Lord Qin's little ancestor A exploded

Jian Ci stayed in the hospital for only three days. After repeated inspections by Lu Boyan, he finally got his nod and was successfully discharged.

And Qin Shizheng also took this opportunity to go back together.

It's just that because of Lu Boyan's reminder to him, he has been secretly observing Jian Ci's emotions and reactions for the past few days, hoping to find out some clues from her gestures.

But the result is, nothing abnormal.

After returning home, Jian Ci acted as if nothing had happened, even under his arrangement and supervision, he took medicine regularly and regularly every day.

The mental state of the whole person is obviously getting better day by day.

This made Lu Boyan, a doctor, heave a sigh of relief.

He felt that Jian Ci probably hadn't recovered his memory.

Because he has seen the pain of the little junior sister after being tortured by those memories.

So right now Jian Ci's good condition makes him feel that Master's worries are superfluous.

But Qin Shizheng always felt that something was wrong.

There is always a sense of uneasiness in my heart.

In particular, Jian Ci took over the black ghost again, and made the interior strong to the point of bloodbath, which made him frown.

I heard that the black ghost that was originally dismantled like a plate of loose sand was put back together obediently in just one night.

It's just that the number of people has been reduced by half.

But she didn't even take half a step out of the house.

This made him think of what Jian Ci said when confronting the monk in the warehouse before, that she has more than just black ghosts in her hands.

Otherwise, how could she use such thunderous force to frighten her subordinates.

Even Bai Wenjin had to sigh with emotion after receiving the news, "Fifth brother, I can only say that our Anbu is really good. Compared with the black ghost, it is a nursing home."

Sitting in the small garden, Qin Shizheng looked towards a French window somewhere on the second floor, and saw Jian Ci giving acupuncture to the old man, with an indifferent but calm tone, "Then when everything is settled, you go to take care of the elderly for a while. "

"Don't, don't, I'm just making an analogy like this." When Bai Wenjin heard this, she was terrified immediately, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "However, sister-in-law's method is too ruthless. She killed everyone like this just after returning. Will you invite enemies?"

But Qin Shizheng was very indifferent, "You are a vegetarian with the name black c?"

When Bai Wenjin said that, he felt that it made sense.

You must know that the black c at that time was a legend like a god.

Who dares to touch her on the road.

That's purely courting death.

"And with me here, no one dares to touch her."

Qin Shizheng's voice sounded again soon.

That is deep and slow, every sentence reveals a cold and solemn killing

Bai Wenjin: "..."

Let him be mean!

Said some of these did not.

Now it's all right, another big bowl of dog food is coming.

Bai Wenjin was too lazy to talk nonsense right now, "All right, all you have to do is be happy, and let me meddle in my own business."

After finishing speaking, a shout came from the second floor.

"what--"

When Qin Shizheng heard that voice, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Bai Wenjin on the other end of the phone couldn't help being a little curious, "What's that sound?"

Qin Shizheng watched the scene where the old man sat up from the bed in the window on the second floor, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he casually said, "It's nothing, the voice on the TV."

This made Bai Wenjin excited immediately, "Are you watching TV? No, when did you, Fifth Master Qin, want to waste time on TV? And I'm busy like a dog, why are you watching TV?! You're so embarrassed !"

"Excuse me."

After answering these three words, Qin Shizheng immediately hung up the phone and asked Wei Nan to take him to the second floor.

Just as he reached the stairs on the second floor, he heard Mr. Tang cursing.

"You girl, you are so ruthless that you almost pierced me through!"

Jian Ci folded her arms around her chest, stood beside the bed, and said in a carefree tone, "If I don't want to be a little ruthless, are you planning to pretend for the rest of your life?"

Mr. Tang, who was rubbing the sore spot, paused, his eyes obviously became guilty.

He didn't expect that Jian Ci would know that he was pretending to be dizzy.

Could it be that girl Chen told her?

impossible.

Chen Yatou and herself were in the same group, and she was still reluctant when she left, so how could she sell herself.

With this in mind, he said stiffly, "Wh...what are you pretending...I...how can I pretend..."

Jian Ci laughed, "Whether you pretend or not, you know it in your heart, get up quickly, if you lie down again, your limbs will degenerate."

Mr. Tang hugged his little quilt resolutely, and immediately pretended to be weak, and said, "I don't, I... I just woke up, my head is still dizzy, and my chest still hurts..."

Jian Ci just watched his performance so coolly, then nodded with a half-smile, "So that's the case, then it seems that two needles are needed."

Just as she took out the biggest silver needle again, Mr. Tang, who was still on the bed, lifted the quilt decisively, and said in a serious tone: "I don't think I'm dizzy anymore, and my chest doesn't hurt anymore. It's time to get up." gone."

After speaking, he stood up decisively and walked out.

Looking at the steadfast back of the little old man, Jian Ci raised a small arc at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was following up to arrest him, the old man saw Qin Shizheng at the door.

Suddenly thinking of how this kid helped him out of the siege when he pretended to be dizzy before,

Immediately, the smile on his face was brighter than that of Hua'er, "Oh, boy from the Qin family, long time no see."

Qin Shizheng, who knew the inside story, took the opportunity to act like a good boy, and said, "Grandpa, you finally woke up."

Mr. Tang hurriedly said: "You stay here tonight, let's have a drink."

But at this moment, Jian Ci, who came over from behind, reminded him softly, "You just woke up from a serious illness, so you can't drink."

Mr. Tang snorted without thinking, "I just woke up, I already..."

However, halfway through speaking, he reacted abruptly and immediately covered his mouth.

Jian Ci raised his brows lightly, and said with a smile, "What?"

Mr. Tang swallowed his saliva, his brain was running at a high speed at that moment, and then he said: "Well... I mean, it is good to take a bath after recovering from a serious illness, yes, take a bath!"

With that said, he ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

When he came out after taking a shower, there was only the butler left in the room.

Now the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and snorted, "This girl is really annoying, she doesn't give me any freedom."

Butler Zheng stood there helplessly, and said respectfully, "Miss said, she is waiting for you in the study."

Mr. Tang immediately frowned, "What are you waiting for me for? Could it be that she still wants to prick me again?"

Steward Zheng stood there and kindly reminded: "I'm not sure about this, but Miss said that if you don't come over as soon as possible, she will come over in person."

Mr. Tang suddenly thought of those thick and long silver needles in her hand, "..."

In the end he gave in.

After changing his clothes and drying his hair, he went to the study.

At this time, Jian Ci was sitting in the study, playing with a document in his hand, his posture was casual and lazy.

The old man didn't know for a while, who was the elder.

Immediately walked over angrily, sat at the desk, and said, "What do you want me to do in the study?"

Jian Ci then handed over the document in his hand, "These are the progress of the company's projects that Assistant Li and I have sorted out, please read them all."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Tang immediately pushed the document back, "Now you are the chief director, I don't need to know."

What a joke, he finally sold the company to Jian Ci, how could he get it back.

But Jian Ci said: "But you are not dead yet, the will cannot be established."

Mr. Tang snorted softly: "It doesn't matter, the equity has been transferred, and whether I die or not, you are the big director."

Facing the old man's words, Jian Ci didn't insist any longer, but still handed over the document, "I advise you to read it, because I will make a big move next."

Mr. Tang, who originally thought he had succeeded in getting rid of the burden, frowned, "What big move?"

Jian Ci didn't say anything, but just pointed to the document and gestured with his eyes, "Look for yourself."

Seeing her mysterious look, Mr. Tang opened the file with a little curiosity.

In an instant, his eyes widened.