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When Mu Anan turned his head, a gust of evil wind burst out from the direction of the door, closing the half-open door with a crisp sound.
Mu Anan stood where he was, staring at the door.
No matter how you stare at it, it feels strange.
Just now, it was obvious that something was wrong behind him.
She thought for a moment, and finally walked towards the door.
After arriving, Mu Anan pushed the door open without any hesitation.
Behind the door is a very common safe stair passage, but because it has not been opened all year round and there are no lights, it looks a bit gloomy.
The small window at the top was opened, allowing the cool wind from outside to blow in.
Mu Anan scanned around before making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, but that he was too vigilant.
She rubbed between her brows.
Probably because I heard what the senior sister said just now, so I had doubts in my heart, which caused me to be vigilant everywhere.
Mu Anan let out a breath, closed the door again, and walked towards the office, telling himself not to think too much.
Back in the office, Mu Anan took a look at the monitor, but found nothing wrong.
I felt even more suspicious that I had committed a crime.
Mu Anan returned to his seat and wanted to read some materials, but his thoughts involuntarily returned to this morning.
Before going to the restaurant, what Qi Ye said while pulling her wrist.
"I will take care of you forever."
Thinking of this sentence, Mu An'an couldn't help laughing.
Especially the way Qi Ye stared at her and the feeling when he grabbed her wrist, it was like a warm current spreading from Mu An'an's blood to the heart, tightly surrounding her.
There are no words more powerful than this one.
Mu Anan began to miss Master Qi.
Special thought.
Mu An'an has always been an activist, so when he thought about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zong Zhengyu.
Mu An'an: Master Qi, can I make a video?
As soon as the information was sent, Qi Ye's video request was sent.
Mu An'an hugged the phone, smiled like a little lunatic, and kicked the ground softly with his legs.
After a little excitement, he pressed pass.
The phone screen paused for a second, and then a screen appeared, which almost made Mu An'an nosebleed.
In the picture, Zongzheng Yu's face was not shown, only the seat below Zongzheng Yu's chin was shown.
He raised his jaw slightly, causing the line of his jaw to be tight, forming a very beautiful curve with that exquisite collarbone, his chest was slightly open, and his slender, white fingers were quickly buttoning his shirt.
He was standing sideways in the camera, his shoulders were beautiful, and his waist was so thin that even Mu An'an felt ashamed.
This waist
It's really a good waist.
Mu An'an felt a little unhealthy when he thought of certain aspects, his heart burned and his face burned instantly.
Realizing that it is now in the video state, I clenched my hands into fists and pretended to cough twice to relieve my unhealthy emotions.
"Qi Ye, what are you doing?"
"Change clothes."
The other party's response was simple and rude.
Mu Anan kept smiling.
Of course she knew that Zong Zhengyu was changing clothes.
She just wanted to ask, why did the good video turn into Qiye's changing show?
At this time, Zong Zhengyu had already finished changing clothes.
He simply put on a white shirt, held his coat in one hand, and picked up his cell phone with the other.
The phone screen turned into a floor, and after moving for a while, Zong Zhengyu's face appeared on the phone screen.
He sat on a sofa, as if he had put his mobile phone on the coffee table, leaned on the sofa, his legs were slightly open, his right hand was paralyzed on the back of the sofa chair, and the index finger of his left hand was bent and rubbed between his eyebrows.
When Mu Anan saw Zong Zhengyu's action, he immediately asked, "Master Qi, are you suffering from a headache?"
"No."
Zongzheng Yuhui was simple, put away his movements.
But Mu An'an saw that the center of Zongzheng Yu's brows had turned red, which proved that he had been rubbing the center of his brows, and it was not light.
Mu An'an was very worried, "Qi Ye, did you see a doctor when you returned to Zong Zheng's house this time?"
"It's okay."
Zong Zhengyu simply responded that he didn't want to mention too much about the headache to the child.
He changed the subject, "How is work?"
This is Mu An'an's first night shift.
"Very good, that is"The words almost blurted out, but they were withdrawn immediately at the critical moment.
She almost told Zong Zhengyu what happened in the corridor.
Qiye originally disagreed with her internship in a mental hospital, so once she said it, she would be transferred to another hospital immediately tomorrow.
Mu An'an thought quickly, and quickly added his own words, "These patients are very interesting."
"Huh?" Zong Zhengyu frowned.
Mu An'an looked serious, "I just went on rounds, and a patient wanted to scare me. He made the most funny face at me through the small window of the door. It's so childish. I'm as brave as I am, how can I scare me?"
She can single-handedly fight a pack of wolves in the backyard of Yuyuanyuan all night, how can she be afraid of these things?
Although when the patient rushed out just now, Mu Anan was a little surprised because it was so sudden.
Mu Anan raised his fist with a proud expression on his face, "The director said, if you can't control it, you have to force it. My fist is always waiting."
Zong Zhengyu listened to Mu An'an's story calmly, his eyes narrowed calmly.
He didn't like Mu An'an's internship in a mental hospital.
Besides, this kid, apart from purposefully acting like a spoiled child in front of him to please him, is not willing to tell him what happened to him.
But except for the Jiang family, Qi Ye is not very willing to restrict the child.
"Seventh Young Master."
The servant whispered in the ear, and then sent a document, "Seventh Young Master, this is the list you want, including Jiang's medicine"
"Go down first."
"yes!"
Jiang's Pharmaceuticals?
When these four words entered Mu An'an's ears, she froze.
Jiang's Pharmaceuticals?
Is it the Jiang Pharmaceutical that she understands?
"An'an."
Zong Zhengyu's calling brought Mu An'an back to his thoughts.
Somewhat stiffly, she turned her gaze back to Zong Zhengyu on the phone screen.
The other party said, "I have something to do, hang up."
Mu Anan froze for three seconds, and finally nodded stiffly.
Fang Zongzheng had already pressed end, and the phone returned to the dialog page, but Mu Anan had no time to take care of it.
My mind is full of what I just heard.
Jiang's Pharmaceuticals.
Jiang's Pharmaceuticals.
Jiang's Pharmaceuticals?
After thinking about it several times in my head, I was sure that the last thing I heard was indeed these four words.
But then Mu Anan shook his head again.
Zongzheng Yu is not in Jiangcheng now, but in Beijing.
Jiangshi Pharmaceutical is the number one enterprise in Jiangcheng, but there are many Jiangshi Pharmaceuticals in the capital.
Just four words, a name.
"I think, I'm really too sensitive." Mu An'an muttered.
She covered her face with her hands and rubbed her hands to calm herself down.
It's just a coincidental name, you shouldn't think too much about it.
Mu An'an calmed himself down.
The phone alarm clock rang, also reminding Mu Anan of the second round of house inspection.
She poured herself a glass of water to adjust her mood and not let herself think too much.
Putting down the empty water glass, Mu Anan took a pen and a recording board.
Mu An'an was about to leave, but when he glanced at the big screen, he stopped.
In the third frame of the surveillance video, a black shadow quickly skipped.
Although it no longer appears on the surveillance, Mu An'an is sure that he didn't miss it just now.
There must be a problem!
Mu Anan remembered the position of the third monitor, dropped the pen and the recording board and rushed out! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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