Sir, don't be too bad

"You're so provocative." Si Mojun's face flashed unnaturally.

Gu Chen let go of him with a smile, then looked at Xia Yiwan sadly: "You guys are too calm."

"That's right, you don't know, Gu Chen almost died in a hurry." With a charming voice, Lin Yuning poked her head out of Gu Chen's office.

"Yu Ning!" Xia Yiwan's eyes lit up: "Are you coming to accompany Gu Chen?"

"No, I stopped by to see him. I didn't expect you to come back now." Lin Yuning said with a smile.

"Let's chat, the two of us have gone to a meeting." Si Mo said.

Xia Yiwan had already pulled Lin Yuning to the president's office: "By the way? Why didn't you stop by to see me before?"

"We didn't know each other well before." Lin Yuning said with a smile.

The two entered the office while talking.

Simo held this meeting for two hours, and it was already night when he returned to Dijing Tiancheng.

The two of them sat on the plane for more than 20 hours, and they were both very tired. After washing up, they went to sleep.

Early in the morning, Xia Yiwan was soundly asleep, and Yan Xiao turned on the phone: "Wanwan, Lin Dongmei passed away."

Lin Dongmei was stabbed in the vitals by the robbers. Although the doctors tried their best to rescue her, she died of organ failure in the end.

Xia Yiwan was quite surprised, "Is there anything we need to do?"

"No need, Yu Han has already brought someone over to deal with it." Yan Xiao said with a sigh: "But I may not have time to meet you in the last two days."

"It's okay, we'll see you after this matter is over, anyway, there's plenty of time." Xia Yiwan comforted.

"Well, then I'll go get busy." Yan Xiao said.

Yan Huan cried to death, and she felt bad in her heart.

Although Lin Dongmei is harsh and has no bottom line, it is still a human life, and it is always sad to lose it just like that.

She has no experience in handling funerals. Fortunately, Yu Han hired a full-time staff to take care of everything.

"You're here, what should Miss Mu do?" Yan Xiao turned to look at Yu Han.

"She has Sister Zhang watching, so it's okay." Yu Han said.

He was there, at most, just chatting with her.

In the hospital, Mu Xinyuan was staring at the ceiling steadfastly, feeling terrified in her heart.

Lin Dongmei actually died?

She just wanted to get rid of Yan Xiao, so she went to a forum and posted a post anonymously, saying that Lin Dongmei's family had 1000 million in cash.

Unexpectedly, someone actually robbed Lin Dongmei and killed her...

Thinking in her heart, Mu Xinyuan encouraged herself again: Lin Dongmei was not killed by her, so it has nothing to do with her.

Even if the police found her, she just posted a post.

With Lin Dongmei's funeral, several days passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Mu Xinyuan's consultation.

Yu Han and Yan Xiao arrived at the hospital early in the morning, waiting for the doctor to diagnose Mu Xinyuan.

In order to determine whether Mu Xinyuan's legs had intuition, the doctor first started with pressure, then pinched with nails, and pricked with acupuncture.

Then, no matter what the doctor said, Mu Xinyuan showed panic on her face, without the slightest pain.

Yu Han and Yan Xiao's hearts sank little by little.

Mu Xinyuan's face also became paler and paler: "Doctor, I can't feel my legs, is it really going to be paralyzed?"

"Let's do another examination. If there is no congestion, then it is." The doctor said weakly.

"No!" Mu Xinyuan screamed and burst into tears: "Han, I don't want to be paralyzed!"