He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Mrs. Liao, who had been arrogant and domineering just now, suddenly panicked: "Why are you closing the door?"

Wen Changling wore a mask: "You are too noisy."

She put the medical tray she brought on the table, guessing that the old lady would throw things. The tray contained newly prepared medicines, syringes, and new infusion needles.

She picked up the syringe and unwrapped it.

The plastic packaging bag made a squeaking sound.

Mrs. Liao became flustered after hearing this and immediately pulled out the needle: "I don't want you to give me an injection."

Wen Changling inserted the needle of the syringe into the vial, extracted the gas inside, and injected the diluent. His movements were slow and professional: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Did you press my leg on purpose?"

Wen Changling shook her head: "I'm not." She shook the vial to allow the powder to fully dissolve in the diluent.

Mrs. Liao thought about the scene of the accident, and her memory gradually became clearer. She remembered the look she saw at that time.The perpetrator smiled at her indifferently, as if to say: Don't blame me, you asked for it.

"You are! You did it on purpose!"

Wen Changling walked to the bed and pushed the syringe into the infusion bag.

"Well, I am."

She admitted it.

Mrs. Liao was stunned.

Wen Changling put down the syringe and took out a new infusion needle.

Mrs. Liao instinctively hid behind the bed: "I don't want to infuse, I don't want to infuse this medicine!"

He must be trying to harm her, for sure!

Mrs. Liao beat and waved her hands desperately: "I won't lose! Get out of here, get out of here!"

"It won't get better without an injection."

If it doesn't get better, when can we enter the game?

Wen Changling held the old lady's hand, pressed her arm with a little force, and inserted the needle into the flesh.

"you you--"

Mrs. Liao couldn't get away and was speechless in horror.

Wen Changling put tape on the needle, readjusted the speed of dripping, turned to look at the old lady slumped on the bed, and gently and kindly advised: "Don't go out to touch porcelain in the future. Not every time you are so lucky, this time it was just... One leg was crushed, what about next time? I can’t say for sure.”

Old Mrs. Liao was frightened out of her wits and looked dully at those eyes that made her hair stand on end.

She spoke softly and quietly: "Be polite to my colleagues."

After saying that, she packed up the medical garbage, carried the tray, and limped out of the ward.

Why leg press?

Because her legs are sprained.

The sky was covered with the color of dusk, covered with orange.

"I lost."

Gu Kaiyun put down the white piece in his hand.

Xie Shang asked: "Do you still want to go down?"

Gu Kaiyun shook his head.

He and Xie Shang didn't play chess often. They occasionally talked, and they always won and lost.The tea was already cold, so he refilled it and sat quietly, not planning to leave yet.

Xie Shang said bluntly: "You have something to say."

But Gu Kaiyun said: "I'm here to listen to you."

It is not completely unfounded that Gu Yihuan would spread the rumor that Xie Shang likes Gu Kaiyun. There is a tacit understanding between Xie Shang and Gu Kaiyun that does not need to be stated.

Gu Kaiyun knew everything about Xie Shang and was the person who understood him best.

"Her name is Changling," Xie Shang said, "She is Wen Yuan's daughter."

Just as Gu Kaiyun guessed, he knew what Xie Shang was going to do. Xie Qingze's death was a knot in Xie Shang's heart that he had never solved.

Gu Kaiyun didn't want to persuade, but just stated the facts: "She cannot be entirely blamed for your brother-in-law's death."

Xie Qingze died in an accident.

On a thunderstorm day, in order to find Wen Yuan's daughter, he went up the mountain alone and lost his footing and fell off a cliff. "Who is to blame?" Xie Shang was calm and indifferent, "Wen Yuan?"

"It was an accident."

So what if it was an accident?
At that time, his uncle's body was still cold, so he went to Feng Town alone to see what kind of magic power the Wen family and his daughter had.

He did not see Wen Changling's face. The girl's back was turned to him, holding a broom in her hand. She kicked the reporter who came to dig up news out of the house and said coldly: "That person has nothing to do with our family."

that person.

She had no sense of guilt in calling a man who lost his life while out looking for her.

Wen Yuan and his daughter did not show up at Xie Qingze's funeral, and their family moved away quietly.The name Wen Changling has become Xie Shang's obsession since he was 19 years old.

"I thought about forgetting it several times. She was the one who bumped into it."

It was Wen Changling who appeared in his sight again and again, reminding him over and over again that his brother-in-law's death was not worth it.He even suspected that Wen Changling didn't even know his uncle's name, or in other words, couldn't remember it.

After Gu Kaiyun listened, he was silent for a long time, and then he asked a very abrupt question: "Have you fallen in love with her?"

Xie Shang laughed and thought it was ridiculous.

"It takes a lot of love to impress someone like Miss Wen."

So he would give her a lot of love, and only in this way could he open her heart made of stone.

Xie Shang stood up: "I have to pick up Miss Wen."

The next day.

Mrs. Liao, who was in trouble, was transferred to another hospital.

During the past few days when Wen Changling was recovering from his injuries, Xie Shang would pick him up and drop him off every day.Neighbors on Hetang Street said that they were very affectionate, and maybe even the family's rivalry could not be separated. They said that Miss Wen would get half of the bank's shares in the future as she became rich.

On Monday, a customer came to Ruyi Pawnshop, a male customer in his early thirties.

Qian Zhouzhou received him: "Sir, what is your surname?"

This gentleman probably came here secretly and felt very insecure. He frequently looked at the door and said furtively, "My surname is Zou."

"Mr. Zou, what do you want to do?"

Mr. Zou leaned on the counter and whispered, "I want to see Boss Xie."

The boss only received VIP guests in person, so Qian Zhouzhougang wanted to find an excuse to pass the time.

Mr. Zou said something mysterious again, as if he was carrying some shocking secret: "What I want to sell has something to do with your boss lady."

Boss?
Miss Wen?

Don't be careless. Qian Zhouzhou came out of the counter and said, "Please wait a moment."

After a while, Qian Zhouzhou came back and took the guests to the teahouse in the backyard.

Mr. Zou had a computer bag on his arm, covering it with one hand as if it were some treasure.He couldn't help but look around. They were all the same old courtyard, but this place was very different from other places. There were many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard. They couldn't be named, but they all looked extraordinary.

Even this old man could smell a very delicate aroma, like the aroma of some kind of wood.

"Please sit down."

Xie Shang poured tea for the guests.

Mr. Zou sat down.

"Can I see your pawn?"

Mr. Zou took the computer out of his bag, opened it, and plugged in the USB flash drive.

His prize was a video that was inadvertently captured by his driving recorder.

After Xie Shang finished watching, he turned off the video and asked Mr. Zou: "What do you want?"

Qian Zhouzhou pricked up his ears, expecting to hear a shocking conspiracy.

Mr. Zou's eyes were red, and he said sobs: "I want to divorce my wife." He accused angrily, "She abused me domestically."

Qian Zhouzhou: "..."

Not every customer who comes to Ruyi Pawnshop is ambitious, and some are unable to bear the burden of life.

Mr. Zou also had another request, which he emphasized: "After the divorce, the child must be mine."

Chang Ling has a reason for doing this, and I can’t spoil anything else.