The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

The night is very long.

And Qiao Yayun also knew the origin of her name for the first time——

When the oracle's people came to the country, Duan Ningtai, in order to hide the existence of his daughter, took the characters from the name her mother had obtained for her to form a new name, which did not have the same household registration as his own.

So, Kayun Yanila George Feng became Qiao Yayun.

"I thought I would never have the chance to tell you this again, but I didn't expect that I could come back alive."

After telling everything, Duan Ningtai smiled bitterly.

"Then this thing doesn't mean much to us."

Qiao Yayun took out the red dragon key that she always carried close to her body and threw it directly into the river.

All it brings is disaster.

But when Duan Ningtai saw this, he exclaimed, "No!"

Then, he jumped into the water.

Qiao Yayun's face suddenly changed, "Dad! What are you doing!"

When Cun Qihei saw this, he wanted to jump down and find someone quickly, but soon, Duan Ningtai helped him up in the water, holding the red dragon key in his hand and shaking it.

After landing, he ignored that he was covered in water and put the red dragon key into Qiao Yayun's hand. He said with sincerity, "The oracle will not give up. We are not interested in those so-called treasures, but at the critical moment... It can be the key to saving your life. You have to know, Xiaoyun, if you are questioned, no one will believe you if you say you threw it into the water, but you can completely delay telling the real hiding place to delay time. , besides, this is the only thing your mother left to you."

"Yes, miss, the president is right!"

After Cun Qihei heard this, he quickly advised, "You'd better put this thing away."

Qiao Yayun sighed and held the key tightly.

However, she herself couldn't explain why, and she suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

*

The next day, the research institute.

"I'm not telling you, you are too brave."

While changing the dressing on He Ting's wound, Ye Yunzhou began to mutter silently, "Let a person without any surgical experience or skills take out bullets and sew the wound for you. You can't think of it! You've got your brain kicked by a donkey." you!"

He Ting smiled and said, "In that case, it's better to follow the emergency."

"How big are you!"

Ye Yunzhou became even more angry when he heard this, "What's the result! Although the bullet was indeed removed, the wound was sewn up in a mess. I had to remove it and sew it up for you! You must be a jerk!"

Although, it's not nice to talk about your sister like this.

But there really is a specialization in the art industry!

His sister is indeed a genius girl. Her hands can play the piano and kill people, but she is really too weak for scalpels...

He Ting still smiled, "Well, you were able to turn the tide anyway?"

"Bah! Still trying to turn the tide!"

Ye Yunzhou simply rolled his eyes speechlessly, "If you come back one day later, your arms will be really useless! The nerves are not connected. I don't want to use a scalpel anymore in this life, or I don't want to use two guns anymore." ! I’m quitting Interpol and retiring!”

Although, Qin Zhihang has always been a legend of sniper rifles.

But Ye Yunzhou had seen him in the shooting gallery a long time ago. He Ting could hit ten shots in a row with both hands.

He Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Aren't you going through menopause?"

"He Ting!"

Ye Yunzhou was really crazy, "If you can, just piss me off to death! Let's see who will care about you next time!"

He Ting answered seriously, "Don't worry about me."

"Son of a bastard! If I care about you again, I will really be a dog!"

Ye Yunzhou never expected this sentence, he really shot himself in the foot.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

He Ting could only coax him, and quickly changed the subject and said, "This time..."

"He's dead, isn't he."

Ye Yunzhou suddenly became calm and looked at He Ting calmly.

"Ah."

Knowing that he was talking about Dr. Claude, He Ting nodded, "I'm sorry, Yunzhou."

After all, he is the teacher that Ye Yunzhou has always respected in his heart.

"It's okay, hey."

Ye Yunzhou smiled unnaturally, walked to the window on the side, and clasped his hands tightly, "Although he is my teacher, who asked him to do bad things, and caused my sister to narrowly escape death so many times, I can't help it Forgive him."

No matter what, he could find no reason to excuse this man.

He Ting also turned around and looked at his back, "But, I know you feel sad."

The scalpel in their hands was obviously meant to save lives.

However, Dr. Claude saves people on the surface but harms them secretly. He is like an extremely complex double-sided body. It is impossible to correctly define black and white, but he is very sure of his good and evil.

No, there is only evil.

And this is exactly what makes Ye Yunzhou extremely sad.

Those who had repeatedly told him to put the patient's life and health first at all times, and never give up on treating the patient even if he suffered a little pain and harm, now think about it like a joke.

"Yeah, it's sad."

Ye Yunzhou smiled self-deprecatingly, "He is obviously heinous, but I am still so sad."

And He Ting stood up slowly, "Cry if you want."

"Hmph, I won't cry for him."

Despite what he said, Ye Yunzhou's shoulders were already shaking faintly, as if he was holding back something.

So, He Ting didn't continue talking, walked out and closed the door.

And almost at the same time, suppressed crying came faintly from inside the door, so sad.

"Brother Ting."

As soon as Qin Zhihang stepped out of the elevator and shouted from a distance, he heard something strange, and then pointed to the door suspiciously.

And He Ting nodded, "Let's go to the roof."

"it is good."

After confirming that it was Ye Yunzhou's cry, Qin Zhihang for the first time did not speak venomously, but nodded seriously and left quickly with He Ting.

"How did the investigation go?"

He Ting slowly lit up a cigarette on the roof of the building, frowning and inhaling.

At some point, he had become somewhat accustomed to the smell of tobacco, and that smell could always miraculously soothe his irritability.

"It has been found."

Qin Zhihang also took a cigarette from him, lit it directly on his cigarette, bit his lip, raised his head and looked at the sky, and said, "But there is indeed something wrong with the spirit, which is consistent with what you said about those who are under mind control." state, and many times I get no response when I ask. The only thing that never fails is those two words."

He Ting frowned, "He Jin."

"Yes, that's Sister Jin's name."

Qin Zhihang nodded and slowly exhaled the smoke, "I think we need to hurry up because he has committed suicide several times."

"Ah."

He Ting's eyes darkened again and he took a long drag on the cigarette, "Then go now."