Ways to Conquer Aquaman

Perhaps it was because his own measures were in place. Although he had tossed all night yesterday, Shen Moyan was in good spirits the next day, with a rosy complexion and a radiant appearance.

On the other hand, because of Wu Liang's incident, she hardly fell asleep all night, but she was a little depressed.

Seeing his appearance like this, Shen Moyan naturally thought of what happened last night, "I told you, your leg injury is still not healed, and I told you not to exercise strenuously, but you didn't listen."

Although Shen Moyan's tone was reproachful, his expression was full of worry, "Today, take a good rest at home, recuperate your leg injury, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. Also, regarding the debt, my father sent me The deposit and the villa have been returned to me, and I will go to mortgage the villa in a while, and I can get a loan of 1000 million..."

Hearing Shen Moyan's sincere words, Zhong Chuheng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but grabbed Shen Moyan's arm and hugged him tightly. Shen Moyan blushed immediately.

He reached out and patted Zhong Chuheng's shoulder, twisted his body,

"Chu Heng, hug... it's too tight."

"Ah, sorry!"

Zhong Chuheng came back to his senses, let go of his body immediately, and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt below? Shall I apply some medicine to you?"

Shen Moyan immediately understood the meaning of Zhong Chuheng's words, and couldn't help giving him a blank look, "What are you talking about, I'm a big man, how can I be so weak?"

Zhong Chuheng smiled unconsciously.

He stretched out his hand to caress Shen Moyan's forehead hair, and said softly,

"You don't have to worry about the arrears. Anyway, now that the land in Times Square is in your hands, if it doesn't work, you can use the 2000 million in my hand to pay off the debt. If you still can't pay it by then, I'll ask you again." Just borrow it."

Since Zhong Chuheng said so, Shen Moyan could only nod his head in agreement.

But judging by his expression, it seems that he still does not give up.

"If you really have difficulties at that time, you must remember to tell me."

As he spoke, he looked down at the time,

"I made an appointment to sign a contract with a restaurant at nine o'clock, and then I went out first. There are still a few tasks in the restaurant today, and I may have to come back later..."

As he spoke, he thought of something, and looked at Zhong Chuheng again,

"I made some porridge in the pot, you can eat it soon after you get up, don't worry, I tasted it just now, it's the same type from Wumi porridge shop, it's definitely not a biochemical weapon."

If it was before, when he heard Shen Moyan's words that touched his heart, Zhong Chuheng would have found various reasons to hold him back, and would have had a good time with him on the bed before letting him go.

But he thought of the phone call last night...

He now has more important things to do.

To find out the truth about his father's debts.

However, if he told Shen Moyan about this now, he would definitely push back all the signing work today and go with him.

In this way, it is bound to affect his day's work.

Therefore, Zhong Chuheng decided to go to Wu Liang alone to find out the truth.

In the evening, after Shen Moyan finishes the work at hand, he will tell Shen Moyan everything.

After drinking the porridge that Shen Moyan specially cooked for him, Zhong Chuheng suddenly felt that his spirit had recovered a lot.

Then, he changed into a coat and went out.

He timed it right.

Going out to Shen's Group now coincides with their working hours.

And Wu Liang is usually alone in the office at this time, sorting out materials, writing plans, and preparing for the day's work.

This time point is also the best time to communicate with him.

However, today seems a little special.

Zhong Chuheng rushed to nothing.

Wu Liang's assistant said that he took a public holiday today and where he went, because it involves privacy, and he doesn't know.

At the same time, he told Zhong Chuheng that Wu Liang's work mobile phone was turned off when he was resting, so he could not be contacted.

Could it be that because of what happened last night, he guessed that he would come to the company to look for him, so he deliberately avoided himself?

Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath.

He tried to calm himself down.

There must be other ways to contact Wu Liang.

Since Wu Liang's work phone is turned off, he must still be using a personal phone.

After all, in this day and age, a mobile phone is a must.

At the same time, a picture appeared in his mind.

The mobile phone screen of the debt collector leader yesterday.

Next to his name as "employer", there was also a phone number.

Although it was just a glance at that time, under Zhong Chuheng's super memory, he remembered the number instantly.

This number may be Wu Liang's private mobile phone number.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuheng switched his phone to recording mode.

Then, he dialed the phone according to the number he remembered.

Just as he expected, the number connected.

Soon, the phone was picked up.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Liang's voice came,

"Hello, who is it?"

In other words, Wu Liang still doesn't know it's him.

As long as he can find a way to hold him back, and calmly reveal his current position from between the lines.

will be able to find him.

Zhong Chuheng grabbed the phone tightly, choked his throat, and instantly changed his tone, "Hello, sir, your courier has arrived. Are you at home now?"

Wu Liang suddenly asked vigilantly,

"What express delivery?"

If you say too specific, you may soon have to give up.

Zhong Chuheng turned his head and answered,

"The box is a bit heavy, and the name of the specific goods is not written on it."

After Wu Liang pondered for a moment, she responded,

"I guess I know what it is."

However, his voice sounded a bit embarrassed, "I'm out now, and I won't be able to go home for a while."

Zhong Chuheng immediately said,

"I can arrange another delivery for you at night. What time will you be able to get home?"

Wu Jing sighed softly, "I'm not sure what time it is, so just leave it at the door for me."

Zhong Chuheng pretended to be kind again and asked,

"Will someone take it away if I put it at the door?"

Wu Liang: "It's just a box of normal saline, no one will take it."

Having said that, it is almost all the conversations of an ordinary courier. If I say more, I am afraid that Wu Liang will be suspicious. Zhong Chuheng is no longer vague, and immediately said, "Okay, then give this to you, sir." The edge is placed at the door, I wish you a happy life!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Chuheng suddenly had a doubt.

saline.

This is no ordinary household item.

It is generally used to clean wounds and prevent cell rupture.

For an ordinary family, a bottle of normal saline is enough for a long time.

Those who directly buy a box like Wu Liang must have patients who need long-term care.

Moreover, it is also a patient with a large area of ​​skin trauma such as scalds and burns.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuheng immediately called up the recording just now.

When he was listening to Wu Jing's phone call earlier, he heard a lot of background sounds.

It's just that those voices are relatively soft, and under Wu Liang's voice, they seem relatively fragmented, and the content of the voice cannot be heard clearly.

At this moment, Zhong Chuheng couldn't help turning the volume to the maximum, and listened carefully to the content of the background sound.

Soon, he heard some fragmentary voices

[Patients in bed 1312 of Ward 3 can change their dressings. 】

[Nurse, my husband's bandage is loose, can you help me take a look. 】【Hold me a little bit, or I won't be able to help you to the toilet. 】……

These voices immediately made Zhong Chuheng understand something.

Wu Liang is in the hospital.

To be precise, he was in the ward.

This also confirmed his guess just now.

Around him, there are patients who need long-term care.

The problem now is that...

Which hospital is he in?

Many room numbers are named according to the floor, and this hospital is obviously the same.

Ward 1312, that is to say, this ward is probably on the 13th floor.

In this city, there are not many hospitals with such high-rise wards as the 13th floor.

Zhong Chuheng directly searched the Internet.

He searched for two alternatives.

One is a municipal hospital, but the medical examination center on the 13th floor does not meet the requirements.

The other is a rehabilitation and convalescent hospital, and the burn care specialist ward is located on the 13th floor.

Wu Liang is in this hospital!

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuheng stopped a car without thinking and went directly to the hospital.

After arriving at this hospital, Zhong Chuheng knew that he had guessed right.

He saw Wu Liang who was pouring water in the tea room at the elevator entrance.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, walked quickly to Wu Liang's side, and said in a low voice, "Director Wu, can you take a step to talk?"

After Wu Liang turned her head and saw Zhong Chuheng, her expression instantly became serious.

"So, you made the express call just now?"

He took a deep breath,

"I was careless. I went to Taobao to check just now, and found that the box of normal saline has not arrived at all."

As he said, he picked up the thermos cup with one hand, and wanted to grab the gauze and bandage with the other hand, "Wait a minute, I'll go and change my sister's medicine first, there are too few nurses in the burn department, and they can't be busy at all .”

It seemed that his sister should be the burn patient.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuheng took the bandage and medicine on the side first, and said in a low voice, "I have learned a little nursing knowledge abroad before, let me change it for you."

Wu Liang glanced at Zhong Chuheng and nodded slowly.

Zhong Chuheng followed Wu Liang to Ward 1312, and saw a man covered in scars lying on the hospital bed.

Although the exposed parts had been treated with skin grafts, many of the burned parts began to proliferate and become infected because the burn area was too large and they were paralyzed on the bed for too long.

Such a large burn area should be caused by being in a narrow place and unable to escape.

Just as Zhong Chuheng was about to help change the dressing, the person on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

The moment he saw himself, the man suddenly became restless, struggling crazily.

She pointed at herself and shouted at him in a hoarse voice, "Murderer!"