Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Ning Nuannuan's expression also became solemn.

"Master, what happened to Shi Yan?"

Glancing at Ning Nuannuan, Leng Wentao took a few deep breaths before saying, "Girl, I came to Yinke this time not only to help you with drug research, but also for Shi Yan...

Shi Yan may have suffered from severe schizophrenia and committed many crimes unconsciously. Arms, drugs...these sinful things are rampant in Ink because he is secretly planning and organizing them. For this reason, his hands are stained with the blood of countless people..."

Ning Nuannuan frowned slightly and clenched her little hands into fists.

Is it the man she met?

That's abominable!

With the same appearance as Bo Shiyan, he committed such an unforgivable crime!

Leng Wentao saw Ning Nuannuan pursed her lips and said anxiously: "I know these words are too heavy for you and unbelievable. But according to what I have observed during this period, we still know each other when Shi Yan is awake. Shi Yan only becomes so cruel during the onset of illness.

Our son, don’t tell Shi Yan about this for the time being. Let’s observe his condition first, study what is the mechanism of his illness, and how to prescribe the right medicine for him. "

"Master, what you said was not done by Shi Yan." Ning Nuannuan said firmly.

"No? Why not?" Leng Wentao blew his beard and stared, but his eyes were full of helplessness: "Girl, I don't want to believe that he did it! But the DNA sample left at the scene is his! His appearance is fine Plastic surgery, how to adjust DNA? When all possibilities are eliminated, the only thing that cannot be eliminated is the only necessity."

Leng Wentao recruited three apprentices.

Ning Nuannuan is the youngest apprentice, the second is her own son, and the first apprentice is Bo Shiyan.

Although Bo Shiyan was aloof and indifferent and would not quarrel or argue with his old man like Ning Nuannuan, Bo Shiyan was the most respectful of the three and would always care about him silently.

When he quarreled with the old woman and forgot to eat, the apprentice would bring him porridge.

When he would secretly drink too much, this great apprentice would cook him hangover soup.

When he wanted to collect herbs that were difficult to collect in the mountains, this disciple would collect them for him.

……

Leng Wentao was more distressed than anyone else that Bo Shiyan would suffer from such a disease.

He saw that the child finally detoxified and cultivated with Ning Nuannuan, but now he encountered such a dilemma. As a master, he only has the title of master, but he can't help Ning Nuannuan and Bo Shiyan, a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks.

Thinking of this, Leng Wentao felt sad and burst into tears.

Ning Nuannuan panicked when she saw Leng Wentao crying.

"Master, don't cry. Why are you crying?"

"Girl, I'm so useless... Why does Shi Yan have to suffer from this disease at such a young age?" Leng Wentao choked up and said, "My old man's body is buried in the yellow sand, so if he dies, he will die." Yeah, but it’s such a pity for Shi Yan to be like this..."

"Master, please stop crying first." Ning Nuannuan coaxed nicely: "It's not what you think."

"My great disciple's life is so miserable. Why is he... so miserable?"

Leng Wentao was crying, and the sound was heart-breaking, but Ning Nuannuan could hear her temples twitching.

"I really didn't..."

Before the words came out, Ning Nuannuan's almond-shaped eyes glared at Leng Wentao angrily: "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry! Stop it! When Xiao Yi and Xiao En were little, they didn't cry like this when you said so."

Being treated so harshly by Ning Nuannuan, Leng Wentao's tears instantly became trapped in his eyes and could not fall down.

Doesn't he feel sorry for his eldest apprentice, which is why he feels so uncomfortable and cries? The younger apprentice is really so cruel!

Knowing that Leng Wentao was also worried about Bo Shiyan, Ning Nuannuan poured a cup of hot tea, handed it to her master with both hands, and her voice became much softer: "Master, Shi Yan is not sick, and it is not that he has done those heinous things. If you listen to me tell you about my experience of saving Kang Jue, you will probably understand. Then you can cry as much as you want, and I won’t stop you..."