Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

"Leng Yichen, let me go!"

"Then tell me clearly, what is going on with this drawing? Why can you draw such a bracelet?"

Leng Yichen has the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the truth, trying to figure out what's going on.

"There are so many necklaces in the world, the same one is nothing, Leng Yichen, let go, you hurt me!"

An Xiaojing's expression was a little pained, indeed, Leng Yichen's strength was a little strong, maybe he was really a little excited.

More than anyone else, Leng Yichen wanted to know who the woman who accompanied him on the cruise that night was.

When he realized his own strength, he let go of An Xiaojing's hand, with a pity and apologetic expression on his face, but he turned around and left without saying anything.

An Xiaojing looked at the back that was getting further and further away, and sighed heavily.

That matter, let it rot in her stomach.

At the office, while studying the data on the computer, Leng Yichen said to Chengfeng in front of him: "Go and find out, is the woman on the cruise ship that night, young mistress?"

"Young grandma?"

Chengfeng raised his head in astonishment, he was quite shocked by this heavy news.

"Young master, you mean that the person that night is most likely the young mistress?"

"Yes, it's very possible." Leng Yichen had never been so firm before, but the voice in his heart seemed to be saying that the woman that night was An Xiaojing.

It's just that evidence is needed now, as long as Chengfeng can find other evidence, it can explain everything.

"Okay, young master, I'll check it now!" Chengfeng retreated, and in the office, Leng Yichen was thinking deeply about his computer screen.

In the hospital, An Xianyang lay quietly on the hospital bed, because he knew that Han Su would come in a few minutes.

In the past few days, Han Su came here on time, without exception, he would give himself that white transparent pill.

But An Xianyang didn't swallow all the medicine. Every time, Han Su intentionally supervised him, but he could also play tricks on the occasion, avoiding the person's eyes with tricks, and then hid the medicine.

To this day, he has collected many of these pills.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and An Xianyang became more vigilant, then lay down on his back, the door was unlocked, and the man came in from outside the house by himself.

Han Su was wearing an off-white suit. He was clearly a doctor, but he was dressed differently from all the doctors in the hospital.

An Xianyang looked over, unlike usual, he would give him a polite smile.

"How do you feel?"

Han Su tickled the corner of his mouth, then put the medicine box in his hand on the bedside table, opened the medicine box, and took out the medicine given to An Xianyang in the past.

"Eat it, your spirit is still the same as before."

During the whole speaking process, Han Su didn't even dare to look into An Xianyang's eyes, it was clear that there was a ghost in his heart.

"Eat this, will it be different from the past?" An Xianyang said suddenly, his tone was very indifferent, but he slowly got up from the bed, and took the pill in Han Su's hand.

"Your condition seems to be getting more and more serious. This medicine is specially tailored for you. It is naturally good for you."

Han Su continued, An Xianyang looked at the pill in his palm and sneered.

"Be good to me? Is it good to me if you have hallucinogens? Are you satisfied with manipulating my mind and becoming your puppet?"

After speaking, he crushed the pill with his fingers.

Han Su's face was full of astonishment. Before he could react, An Xianyang took out all the pills he had accumulated these days from the side drawer, and threw them to Han Su's side.

"I treat you as a brother, is that why you want to use me?"

His tone was full of anger. The person in front of him was the person he had trusted the most besides his family.

"I!"

Han Su's tone was hesitant, and he met An Xianyang's eyes. These days, he didn't dare to look into his eyes. It seemed that his conscience could not stand these things.

"no!"

"What isn't it? You have the guts to drug me or give me hallucinogens, so you don't have the courage to admit it? You're really not a man!"

When An Xianyang's anger came up, he didn't know what kind of anger he would get, and even wanted to beat the person in front of him many times, but now he lives in the psychiatric department, once something happens , it is more difficult to explain.

"No, not me!"

Seeing An Xianyang's anger, Han Su, who was unwilling to admit everything at first, could not resist the pressure of conscience.

"what is that?"

An Xianyang raised his eyebrows, his whole body was filled with disdain and contempt.

Han Su looked around, then pulled up the curtains, walked to the door of the ward, and locked the door, the whole room suddenly looked dark.

An Xianyang looked at this gentlemanly man with glasses and a suit, his face was full of contempt, he really wanted to know what he would do with such a cautious man.

"Things are not what you think. Do you still remember the medicine I gave you to remove the scars? The scars on your body, including the scars on your sister An Xiaojing's face, were completely removed by me."

Han Su raised his eyes and said seriously to the person in front of him.

"You want to work hard? Han Su, who do you think you are?"

The corner of An Xianyang's mouth pulled a very ridiculous expression. In his world, once there was a betrayal, everything before it would disappear.

"No, that's not what I mean. I've been used too."

Han Su said, his expression was so honest that even An Xianyang couldn't tell whether what this person said was true or not.

"Once, I was with a woman I liked, but there was a scar on her arm, and I used my own medicine to heal the scar. But within a few days, a mysterious person beat me One phone call. He told me that the scar on the woman’s body was gone, but he found out the medicine I gave her, which is actually a first-class banned drug in the country. If I don’t cooperate with his approach, he will send me to to prison."

Cold sweat began to ooze from Han Su's forehead, which was why he was reluctant to go to the hospital for so many years.

He has a batch of drugs in his hands, all of which are banned by the state. He is used to those things, so naturally he cannot enter the system.

"So, who is that man?"

An Xianyang was dubious about Han Su's words, but he chose to trust in the end.

"I don't know, I just got a call from him, and I haven't even seen what he looks like.

Han Su was helpless.

"So, at the request of that person, you injected me with hallucinogens?" An Xianyang raised his eyes, which were covered with an indistinct depth.