精灵之森动漫

  Yun Zheng froze, feeling inexplicably angered.

  He hesitated and said, "...Miss Gu asked me to drive the car back."

   Who knows, after hearing this, Fu Juncheng's face became even colder.

  She would rather call Yun Zheng than him.

very good.

  Standing beside him, Yun Fan could smell a strong smell of vinegar. He quickly glanced at Fu Juncheng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

  What kind of ability does that Gu Qingning have to have such a big influence on the master.

  Fu Juncheng leaned over and sat in the car, Yun Zheng and the two looked at each other, and immediately followed into the car.

  Yunzheng held the steering wheel with both hands, looked sideways at Yunfan who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Where are you going?"

  Yun Fan fastened his seat belt, "Company."

  Yunzheng raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror. Seeing the indifferent face of the person in the back seat, he was so frightened that he quickly looked away, started the car and left.

  …

   Before Lin Fang woke up, people from the research institute had already come to the door.

  The leaders are Mr. Jiang and Mr. Fan.

  The two are distinguished, and they are surrounded by a large number of bodyguards to **** them when they travel outside.

  Seeing them coming, Yao Cheng didn't panic, he stood at the door and stopped them.

   Knowing the identities of the two old men in front of him from Gu Qingning, Yao Cheng spoke in a somewhat polite tone, "You two, please wait a moment."

  Master Jiang sized him up carefully, frowning slightly, "You are the one who rescued Lin Fang?"

   "No." Yao Cheng said calmly.

  Master Jiang asked suspiciously, "If not, then why are you here?"

"My young master asked me to guard here." After speaking, Yao Cheng pushed open the door and said in a calm tone, "You two can bring two bodyguards in. As for the others, it's better to stay outside. After all, the patient needs Rest quietly."

  Master Jiang took a deep look at him, acquiesced to his words, and Mr. Fan and Mr. Fan brought only two bodyguards in.

  When seeing Lin Fang's tragic injuries, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang were both taken aback.

how come…

   That boy Wang Chuan was so hard-hitting.

  Mr. Fan is a doctor, and he can tell how badly Lin Fang and his two were injured at a glance. He said in a serious tone, "Wang Chuan was too reckless this time. No wonder the people who rescued Lin Fang and the others injured him like that."

  Master Jiang withdrew his gaze, turned to see Yao Cheng, his slender eyes shone with wisdom, "It was your young master who broke into the research institute last night to save people?"

  Yao Chengdao, "No, my young master is Lin Fang's good friend. He received a call and learned that Lin Fang was seriously injured, so he sent us to take care of him."

  Master Jiang looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Then what's your young master's name?"

   "I can't tell you this for the time being." Yao Cheng said, "After the truth about the research institute is found out, my young master will naturally go to you."

  Old Master Fan also looked towards him and asked, "What do you want us for?"

   "Claim for Lin Fang and Lu Nan's medical expenses, mental damage expenses, nutrition expenses, etc." Yao Cheng relayed Gu Qingning's words, verbatim.

"My young master said that during the time you find out the truth, both Lin Fang and Lin Fang will continue to recuperate in this hospital. In fact, you can rest assured that if Lin Fang is really the murderer, the person who rescued him will not keep him here. The hospital in Beijing is waiting, waiting for you to come to your door."

   "By the way, you can also send your people here to monitor during this time, but the premise is that you can't do anything to Lin Fang and them, otherwise, my young master will be the first to refuse."

  Master Jiang frowned, his serious face looked more serious.

   One thing is correct, if Lin Fang is really the murderer, the people who rescued him from the research institute could not have kept him in the capital, waiting for them to come to their door.