The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

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The sound of the spoon slipping and hitting the dinner plate startled Ji Sangyan.

Feeling the surprised eyes of passers-by, he hurriedly picked up the spoon, got up and walked towards the faucet.

Turning on the faucet, Ji Sangyan put the spoon under the running water to wash it. As he washed it, he unconsciously remembered the conversation that the Liang family had at the gate of the ICU that day.

"The will is in Liang Huai's hands."

"He is the only heir to the estate."

"We must not let the inheritance fall into the hands of that monster, or we will have to play it all!"

Was it true what he overheard that day?

But why did Liang Huai deny it when he asked Liang Huai for proof?

Could it be that Liang Huai was lying to him?

Why did he do this?

Also, why did the Liang family call him a monster?Why did they have to finish the game after Liang Huai took the inheritance?

Do you think Liang Huai will take revenge on them?

But Liang Huai is obviously a person who would shed tears when he stepped on an ant to death. How could he do such a terrible thing?

What is going wrong here?

Countless questions popped up in my mind, intertwined with each other, trying to open my memory to find the correct answer, but I couldn't find the correct exit.

Ji Sangyan felt like his head was about to explode.

"Teacher Ji, are you okay?" He was suddenly tapped twice on the shoulder.

He came to his senses.

Looking back, I saw a young man in a white sweater standing behind him, looking at him worriedly.

This person looks familiar.

what do you say that is?

As if seeing his thoughts, the young man took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Mu Zhuo, and I am Gui Peisheng in Professor Wu's group."

It seems that there is such a person.

He nodded: "Is there something wrong?"

Mu Zhuo smiled mischievously, and pointed to the clothes in front of him with some embarrassment: "...your clothes are wet."

After he reminded, Ji Sangyan realized that his shirt had been splashed with water from washing the spoon.

He let out an 'ah' in a low voice, then hurriedly turned off the faucet, lifted the hem of his clothes and twisted them on the sink for a few times, until the clothes no longer leaked water, then loosened the hem of his clothes and shook them a few times against the wind.

Although the water on the clothes has been wrung out, there is still a lot of water in the fabric.

The breeze blew over gently, blowing the wet clothes against the skin of his abdomen, and the bursts of coolness made Ji Sangyan frown.

"Does teacher have any spare clothes? If not, I can lend them to you." As if he was afraid that he would dislike him, just as he finished speaking, he added: "I haven't worn that dress yet."

Ji Sangyan wanted to refuse, but the chill in his abdomen was really uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he still nodded.

"It's troublesome."

Mu Zhuo showed a bright smile: "No trouble, my clothes are in the office, are you waiting for me here, or go back with me to get them?"

Ji Sangyan wanted him to go back and get it, so he could eat some food first, but when he turned around, he found that the cleaning aunt ruthlessly picked up his plate and poured the food inside into the slop bucket.

……

"Let's go together."

Mu Zhuo's figure was about the same as his, and the clothes fit him well.

The style is a bit childish.

After graduating from university, he rarely wore this kind of hooded sweater.

He was already immature, so if he wore this kind of clothes again, he would inevitably be questioned by patients about his experience or abilities.So when buying clothes, he often chooses more mature shirts or solid-color T-shirts.

After arranging his clothes in front of the mirror, he turned to Mu Zhuo and said, "I'll buy you a new one another day."

Mu Zhuo quickly waved his hand: "It's just a piece of clothing, Teacher Ji doesn't need to be polite."

Ji Sangyan frowned: "Are you bribing me?"

Bribing the superior is a serious crime, and Mu Zhuo dare not take this charge.

"No, no..."

"Since it's not, you have to pay it back." He glanced at his watch: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Mu Zhuo said, "I'll see you off."

Ji Sangyan stopped him: "No, you are busy with your work."

Mu Zhuo paused, watching Ji Sangyan's fading figure, his brows slightly raised, and a meaningful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Zhuo's episode did not dilute Ji Sangyan's worries about Liang Huai.

As soon as he walked out of the office, he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and make a call to Liang Huai.

beep - beep -

The call standby sound rang for half a minute, and then a sweet notification sounded: "Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please dial later, sorry..."

No one picked up.

Ji Sangyan hung up the phone without hesitation, and dialed again.

once.

twice.

three times.

……

Ji Sangyan called sixteen times without giving up, but still no one got through.

He frowned impatiently, hesitated for a moment, and then opened WeChat to call Liang Huai.

— still no response.

Why is there no response at all?

Nothing will happen to Liang Huai, right?

He stopped abruptly.

An unspeakable fear suddenly surged into my heart.

He frowned, turned around and ran into the fire stairs, and quickly went downstairs to stop a taxi.

"Master, go to Century Garden."

After arriving in the community, he quickly went upstairs, opened the door and looked for the familiar figure.

After searching for more than ten minutes, he gradually accepted the reality.

——Liang Huai is gone.

Ji Sangyan couldn't remember how he got back to the hospital. When he recovered, he found that Wu Yuqing was calling him.

"What are you thinking, you didn't respond to so many calls?" Wu Yuqing frowned at him.

"Ah?" He froze for a moment, then rubbed his numb temples: "It's nothing."

After a while, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu Yuqing pointed to the clock on the wall: "It's time to go to work, it's your appointment this afternoon."

Looking in the direction he pointed, sure enough, it was already one fifty.

"Okay, I'll wash my face and go."

Orthopedic consultation is not much easier than going to the operating table, patients come and go, Ji Sangyan has almost no chance to catch his breath throughout the afternoon.

He didn't have time to take out his phone to take a look until he got off work.

——There is still no news about Liang Huai.

My heart, which had calmed down because of being busy, hung up again.

After a moment of silence, he quickly cleaned up the table, got up and walked towards the office.

"Hey, did you watch the inauguration press conference of the president of the Liang Group?"

Liang Group?

Ji Sangyan subconsciously slowed down.

Listen carefully to the conversation of the two girls in front.

"Looked at it, the new president is so handsome!!!"

"Right, right? When I opened the news channel, I thought it was the wrong channel. It looks like a star, so it's outrageous." The girl on the left said excitedly: "Now the video of his press conference is uploaded to Weibo Bo Hot Search No. [-]!"

"Really? Then I'll watch it again!"

Hot search on Weibo?

Ji Sangyan took out his phone and clicked on Weibo.

I saw that the number one searched entry #史史最优常# has turned red, followed by a black and red explosive word.

He paused, hesitated for a moment, and clicked in.