She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Even if the other party didn't notice and was killed by her, Uncle San's plan would be affected.

"Don't worry." Yan Zhan rubbed Manshu's hair with his uninjured left hand.

Childhood said sarcastically, "That's right, your Third Uncle is a tough guy. This injury is nothing to him. He doesn't even bother asking me to change the dressing."

"Manshu, you should be more concerned about your brother Nian. That man actually wanted to break my hand holding the scalpel. He deserves death!"

Tongnian raised his hand exaggeratedly: "You don't know, my hand is insured for more than one million."

He didn't want to buy this insurance himself, but the hospital took the initiative to propose it.

Of course, it’s not the municipal hospital, but the St. Paul’s Hospital.

His hands are really important; after all, they are a surgeon's hands.

Any slight injury may affect the operation.

"Didn't I hit that guy on the head with a chair at the critical moment?"

Let your hand escape, did you forget?

Manshu thought of the insurance he had talked about in his childhood, and his eyes lit up instantly: "By the way, I have saved your life. Look, I don't want the one million insurance anymore, just give me half."

When I was a child, I wanted to hit Manshu.

After being glared at by Yan Zhan, he held back.

"Okay, you two uncles and nephews are in the same group. I'm leaving, okay?"

He pretended to be angry and ran out.

"Oh, by the way, Yan Zhan, you are a patient now, remember not to leave this room."

Just as he ran out, before Manshu and Yan Zhan could get close to say a word, another head popped in from the door.

Manshu and Yan Zhan looked at him at the same time. This time, Tongnian curled his lips into a smile, then really closed the door and left.

"Are you scared?" Yan Zhan leaned against the head of the bed. He was indeed slightly injured, but childhood healed him quickly and it was nothing serious.

Although his chest ached slightly, Yan Zhan didn't think that this injury was a big deal as his little girl was fine.

Manshu immediately shook his head: "It's just that if Third Uncle does this, will the other party really think that you are affected by the virus?"

"That depends on what kind of person the other person is."

Yan Zhan doesn't have a plan for everything, he also gambles.

However, the other party believes that he is the most affected by the virus and still has doubts, so they will test him again, and Yan Zhan will also make corresponding arrangements.

As soon as Yan Zhan finished speaking, he received a call from Sun Pang.

"Third Master, we have entered a hotel. We need you to come forward so that we can get the hotel's surveillance."

Yan Zhan agreed and there was no need to communicate with the Qin Hotel.

He only asked Sun Pang to send him the specific address. He directly controlled it remotely, hacked into the hotel's surveillance system, and then called up the surveillance on the top floor.

After searching for a whole day, they finally saw the true face of the person who attacked them.

Yes, the man was wearing a mask when he attacked them.

However, now that there is surveillance, Yan Zhan restored the man's appearance by analyzing the photos.

This person was not an alien created intentionally by Organization X, but simply awakened the wind-related supernatural power.

Even though this person's information had been erased once by Organization X, Yan Zhan still manually restored a lot of it.

Including, when he was fifteen years old, he found that he could score very easily when playing basketball, as if he had the ability to control the wind.

He first told his friends, but no one believed him. Then he told his family, and his father thought he was mentally ill. His stepmother also spread the word that her son was delusional and believed he had super powers.

As a result, no one believed that he really had super powers anymore, but instead thought that he was really sick.