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Numerous thoughts flashed through Wen Mingli's mind at that moment, and finally settled on: She can't be the female version of Hannibal, right?

It's just that this "Hannibal" is still in the initial stage. Hearing Wen Mingli's pain, he didn't bite so hard. Wen Mingli took the opportunity to pull her head, and when he pulled her up, there was already a lip print on her sleeve .

... definitely can't be washed off.

The eyes of the two met, and Shang Jing's eyes were astonishingly bright, like a cluster of flames that could burn people, Wen Mingli didn't know how to react for a while.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps in the basement.

The leader shouted, "Miss Shang."

Wen Mingli's reinforcements arrived.

"I hope Ms. Wen can keep this a secret." Secretary Liu led the way, and she said, "President Qi doesn't want this to get out."

She walked to the door of the guest room and took out a confidentiality contract, "It's too late today, please take a look first."

Wen Mingli: "Can you send me a car to take me back?"

She browsed through the documents at a glance, and after confirming that there were no pitfalls, she said, "I can sign."

Secretary Liu's eyes flickered, "...not tonight, the driver must be on call at any time."

The guest room is on the second floor, with a separate bathroom and a small living room.

Secretary Liu watched her go in and called the nanny to deliver a meal, "The nanny will knock on the door on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I hope you can lock the door and don't come out at night."

Wen Mingli hesitated and asked, "Where is Shang Jing? How is she?"

Secretary Liu's voice is very soft: "Miss is fine, there is no problem. Good night, Miss Wen."

Before she left, she looked back at Wen Mingli carefully, her eyes were too detailed and uncomfortable.

Wen Mingli first wrote an email to a reliable friend to explain his situation, and set up a regular schedule to send it.

And set the shortcut key of the mobile phone as an alarm call, and only after doing all this can I feel at ease.

The dinner delivered by the nanny was completely cold, and Wen Mingli had no appetite after being too hungry.

And when things developed like this, she didn't dare to eat indiscriminately.

Wen Mingli knew clearly that Shang Jing had drawn her into a whirlpool.

But there was nothing she could do.

When Mr. Qi returned to the villa late at night, he heard the secretary say, "Director Wang came and didn't prescribe any medicine. The lady has stabilized and is resting in her room. Director Wang said that she will have some checkups tomorrow."

Mr. Qi: "Isn't everything all right?"

She entered the elevator and pressed it, and the secretary saw that she pressed it to the third floor.

The secretary was silent for a long time and said: "Director Wang said that it may have worsened, with frequent relapses, and even obvious manic symptoms...Miss bit a person today."

Boss Qi stopped suddenly, and she stared at the secretary with an inexplicable expression.

Mr. Qi went to the security room first. This villa is too big. During the decoration, another line was reserved for connecting video surveillance. The security system of doors and windows is connected to the villa property and the police station. As long as external damage can ensure security They arrived within 10 minutes.

Now she is standing in front of the monitor. In the monitor playback, Shang Jing is holding a goblet to point to another girl. At the same time, the first and second floors of the basement are all black screens.

The secretary broke out in a cold sweat.

The six-monthly security check of the villa is directly in charge of by the private secretary, and she cannot absolve herself of the responsibility for such a thing.

Mr. Qi said: "I don't blame you, it should be Xiaojing's fault, call the master to come over and fix it."

Wen Mingli was awakened by knocking on the door in the middle of the night, she turned on the indoor light, and shouted through the door: "Who?"

There was no sound from outside the door, maybe it was because the sound insulation was too good, they couldn't talk, Wen Mingli was in a stalemate for half an hour, his fingers hesitated on the dial button, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller's note was "Secretary Liu".

Mr. Qi gave a lucrative contract.

She has a peaceful temperament, professional short hair, and small wrinkles around her eyes, but it doesn't detract from her charm.

Mr. Qi smiled wryly: "Xiao Wen also knows, right? Shang Jing is my only child. I was busy with business in the early years and didn't take good care of her. Looking back now, she has grown up like this... As a mother, I failed very much. , I came too late, and now I walk in front of her with my heart in my arms, and she doesn't even think about it." She turned around and looked at Wen Mingli peacefully, "This child likes you very much."

Wen Mingli was shocked.

Mr. Qi continued: "She also had a sister before, but now that she is studying abroad, the contact between the two has become less. The doctor said that she lacks companionship. I travel all the year round, and I really can't do it. It's rare that she treats people so well..."

Mr. Qi pushed the contract in front of her: "I know that Andre's painting has not been sold this week, right? If you stay here to help me, it will be treated as a vacation, and it won't take you too long."

It can be seen that the contract was handed by professionals, clearly stipulating the scope of services and working hours. Mr. Qi is willing to pay half of the remuneration. After Shang Jing's treatment period is over, her legal team will start the purchase process.

Wen Mingli: "Even if I don't sign the contract, I will keep everything secret. This is Ms. Shang's privacy. It's hard for me to go back to China. With your help, I want to go back to my hometown to have a look, Mr. Qi." She tried her best to organize her words, After dealing with her for many years, Wen Mingli knew that a successful businessman of her age would not allow others to question her.

Wen Mingli: "Professional matters should be left to professional people. Accompaniment is equivalent to a placebo. In the end, we still have to follow the doctor's advice..."

Not finished yet.

"Dang-dang-dang--"

The study bell rang, and the dull and heavy sound seemed a bit abrupt in the night.

Mr. Qi followed the sound and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, the antique clock in my family's collection broke down two days ago and I asked to fix it. I don't know what's wrong. It rang in the middle of the night..."

"I know you will make the best choice. You need time to think... Are you too sleepy? I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Let's talk tomorrow."

Wen Mingli received an email from Secretary Liu the next day.

The attachment contains all the information on Wen's mother's green card qualification review, and it continues to slide down, even the visa photos of the year they entered the country.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but the inside of the house was like an ice cave, with the cold air soaking down the skin and flesh into the cracks in the bones.

Wen Mingli sat there in a daze.

Shang Jing made a video call. The notification tone rang three times in a row before Wen Mingli got through. Her throat was blocked and she couldn't make a sound. Fortunately, the other person didn't care. She complained, "Where have you been?"

"Didn't you say you want to work for me? Why can't I see you in the morning? I'm going to the hospital for an examination today, and I have to draw blood. Come with me."

Of course the blood draw requires an empty stomach, and Shang Jing can't eat breakfast, but the villa is crowded today, and the breakfast made by the aunt filled the long table to the brim.

Wen Mingli restrained his mind and forced a sip of soy milk, Shang Jing held the steamed bun to her mouth, and urged, "Hurry up, why is it so difficult to eat, it's so annoying."

The steamed buns were just out of the oven and they were very hot. Wen Mingli turned his face away without touching them. Suddenly, the elevator sound came from the restaurant. Shang Jing's expression changed. She put down her chopsticks with a "snap", grabbed Wen Mingli's wrist and stood up as if to leave: "Time!" It's too late, let the driver buy something on the way, let's go, don't dawdle."

Boss Qi was wearing home clothes and walked past the two of them, Wen Mingli lowered his eyes and pretended not to see them.

Hospitals are always busy.

The hall on the first floor was full of voices, and the sound of machine notifications mixed with the sound of rolling wheels made people's ears hurt.

As soon as Shang Jing arrived here, she unconsciously held Wen Mingli's fingers. Her palms seemed to be sweating, and her fingertips were wet. Wen Mingli did not pull it away twice, but the nurse had already walked over and said, "Shang Jing?"

Xiao Chen, the life assistant, agreed, and took the forms and test papers handed over by the nurse, "Let's get the blood drawn first, didn't you eat in the morning?"

Xiao Chen said, "I haven't eaten."

Xiao Chen said to Wen Mingli, "Miss Wen, please excuse me."

Wen Mingli dragged Shang Jing through the crowd, and from time to time someone brushed past her shoulder, and Shang Jing's hand clenched tighter and tighter. The two people in front looked back to observe Shang Jing's emotions from time to time, for fear that she would explode suddenly.

Wen Mingli pressed her thumb on the back of her hand, and she called out in a low voice, "Shang Jing."

They were led by nurses, and they spent a little time on the road and the examination, and everything else was very fast. In the end, Xiao Chen took them to a corner, bypassing the crowded crowd, and went to a quiet clinic building.

Wen Mingli saw the shining road sign: International Medical Department.

Except for a few more foreigners, the nurses are more relaxed, and everything else is the same.

Xiao Chen stood at the door and said all the spitting was done, and Shang Jing didn't want to go in alone, she gave Xiao Chen a sideways look, and still held Wen Mingli's finger.

Xiao Chen: "My eldest lady, how many people has Director Wang pushed because of waiting for you?"

He couldn't persuade him, so he could only signal Wen Mingli with his eyes: "Miss Wen, help me."

Wen Mingli didn't want to go in. The more she listened, the harder it was to get out. She didn't know where the courage came from and pushed Shang Jing's shoulders to ask her to go in. Miss Shang remained unmoved until the nurse came forward to urge her, and the two did not separate. Compete.

She went in, turned around and closed the door, and said to Shang Jing, "I'll wait here, you go."

Director Wang: "You come too, she is always distracted when you stand there, and doesn't listen to me at all."

Director Wang is the director of the psychiatric department of Nanzhong Central Hospital. He has been in this position for more than [-] years, and he is still young.Except for Wednesdays and Fridays when he attends clinics in the two campuses, he spends the rest of his time in meetings, exchanges, and evaluations with the administration. Now he rarely even takes interns with him, so it is not easy to find time to watch the business.

"Indicators are normal." Director Wang held up the test sheet, and Shang Jing had three fMRIs in total, and this is not the way to kill people. He pressed down the test sheet, thinking about going to the department to say hello in the next two days.

"Do you still vomit after eating? Do you feel sick when you come into contact with people?"

When Wen Mingli came, Shang Jing quickly grabbed her hand, and only then did he have the energy to talk to the doctor: "What did you say?"

Director Wang: "...Do you still vomit after eating? You sit too."

Only then did he look at Wen Mingli squarely.

Oval face, stretched eyebrows, narrow nose, and full face, even with frowning eyebrows now, he still looks good. If he was younger, he would be attracted by such beauty.

"Shang Jing." Director Wang looked at her seriously: "You can clearly control your emotions, why let it go?"

"Emotions are like a river. Others don't have the ability to build a gate to prevent it from rioting. You have, and you even built it! What are you doing now? Open the river and open the gate, and watch yourself die?"

Shang Jing: "Don't make your voice so loud, I feel uncomfortable. Do you want to prescribe medicine? If not, I'll leave. There are so many people in the hospital, it's so dirty."

Director Wang laughed angrily: "There are so many people? Then you still hold their hands? Can you restrain yourself?"

They talked about this issue openly and frankly back and forth, and Director Wang didn't express any position, but Wen Mingli still felt angry and her head was about to explode in embarrassment. She gritted her teeth and shook her hand. Shang Jing immediately Clenched tightly: "Shut up!"