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Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng turned their heads at the same time and looked at Ding Mo.

Lu Yiyao's dignified gaze was still fixed on Gu Anhe's exclusive interview. He did not raise his head, but only pursed his cold lips.

"Speak."

"CEO, something happened to Director Hee."

Ding Mo didn't avoid Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng, and hurriedly said.

"What happened to him?"

Lu Yiyao closed the magazine and frowned slightly.

"He was shot. It's serious."

Ding Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and his voice was a bit tight.

"What?" How is that possible? "

Gong Nanling suddenly stood up in disbelief.

Gu Mengmeng also stood up, a trace of unease appearing on her pale face.

"It's true. Young Director Gong, Ding Pei just called me."

Ding Mo said affirmatively.

"Director Hee isn't an ordinary person, how could he …"

Gong Nanling frowned a little, but the light in his eyes was very tight. Gu Mengmeng's heart rose to her throat. Both of them lowered their eyes at the same time and looked at Lu Yiyao.

"Who did it?!"

Lu Yiyao's dark and narrow eyes shrank, his cold lips slightly opened as he asked in a cold voice.

"The cousin of that accident manager …"

Ding Mo lowered his head. His hands, which were hanging by his side, were ice-cold.

"Cousin?"

Lu Yiyao frowned and glanced at him.

"CEO, Director Hee's condition is very serious and he can't be transferred over. What do you think?"

"…"

Lu Yiyao's face turned sullen as he slammed the magazine in his hand onto the tea table. The TV remote control on the coffee table bounced off and fell to the floor.

The people in the room became increasingly nervous.

"Assistant Ding, the medical facilities in the middle are definitely not good enough. Send a helicopter over and get him here. "

"Young Director Gong, let alone a helicopter, even an ambulance can't do that …"

At the bottom of Ding Mo's eyes, there was a burnt red color.

"This …"

While Gong Nanling and Ding Mo were running in circles, Lu Yiyao took out his cell phone and made a call to Gu Nianshi.

"Director Lu …"

The call quickly connected.

At this moment, Gu Nianshi had already arrived at the hospital and was examining the case of a patient infected with G influenza.

"Doctor Gu, I need you to go to the Central Region immediately."

Lu Yiyao said seriously.

"Director Lu, what happened?"

Gu Nianshi's face tightened as he asked.

"Hee Shen is injured, the situation is very serious."

"Hee Shen?"

Gu Nianshi was stunned for a second and then agreed.

"Alright, I'll prepare it immediately."

"Thank you very much."

Lu Yiyao said lightly.

"It's the duty of the doctor to save the dying and help the wounded."

Gu Nianshi replied calmly.

After hanging up, he told the dean about his work before following Ding Mo in a helicopter to the middle region.

"Little uncle …"

Gong Nanling watched Ding Mo leave before sitting down again. He looked at Lu Yiyao anxiously.

"You're not allowed to know about this, Little Aunt."

Lu Yiyao looked at him coldly and gave him a stern warning.

"I know, Uncle."

Gong Nanling quickly agreed.

Lu Yiyao stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Gong Nanling, let's go back?"

Gu Mengmeng said softly when she saw this.

"Alright."

This time, Gong Nanling did not choose to continue staying here.

He walked to the door of the kitchen and said to Lu Yiyao, who was cooking.

"Little uncle, I'll go back to my room first. I'll come back later."

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao answered coldly with his back facing him.

Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng quickly walked out.

"How did Director Hee get shot? No matter what, did he come out of Heavenly Eagle? "

Along the way, Gong Nanling muttered.

"No matter how strong a person is, there's no time to be on guard …"

Gu Mengmeng guessed.

"Mengmeng, I have a feeling that the culprit is not 'cousin', but …"

Gong Nanling suddenly stopped.

"But what?"

"Forget it, I was just guessing." "Come, let's go back quickly. I'm really hungry …"

Gong Nanling smiled awkwardly and held Gu Mengmeng's hand as they walked towards his sickroom.

Gu Mengmeng looked at him with a dark expression.

If he didn't guess wrong, Gong Nanling wanted to say 'The Dark Night' …

Did he know about his relationship with the Dark Night?

"Mengmeng, why don't we have noodles for lunch?"

"Alright."

The two of them didn't have very good culinary skills and didn't want to order takeout. The only thing they could think of was noodles.

"My uncle cooks so much soup, it's really fragrant …"

"Why don't you go now?"

"Forget it."

Gong Nanling tilted his head and glanced at Gu Mengmeng.

"I don't want face?"

"You want face? Then why were you still standing there?"

Gu Mengmeng teased.

"Mengmeng, you …"

Gong Nanling was speechless.

"..."

Yunjing.

Southern City.

The Thousand Feet Boat.

The taxi driver escorted Lin Ran to the entrance again.

"Here you go."

The banknotes that she held tightly in Lin Ran's hand were a little wet. She took one out, unfolded it and handed it to the taxi driver.

"No need. "I found you a zero yesterday, but you didn't want …"

The taxi driver smiled.

"…"

Lin Ran pursed her lips, retracted her hand, and opened the door of the car.

"Sigh …"

The taxi driver sighed heavily, shook his head, started the car and left.

Lin Ran's expression tensed up as she walked to the entrance of the Thousand Tender Boats.

There was a flicker in his eyes.

Although this place wasn't as filthy as the rumors outside, she hated Xu Jianan so much that her gums itched when she thought of what she had done to her yesterday.

His hands could not help but clench into fists.

She tried to turn away, but her feet felt heavy as lead.

Suddenly, she felt something crawl inside her.

When he looked down, his face was pale with fright, and the pink tasseled bag on his shoulder fell to the ground.

On her arm, there was a little blue bug crawling up her blood vessels. It clung to the skin of her arm, glowing blue.

After a while, he arrived at the back. And then he moved to the other arm.

"What is this?!"

Lin Ran was scared half to death. Her eyeballs were about to pop out. Her hands were trembling, and she really wanted to press it down. His arm didn't have the slightest bit of strength.

"Could it be that this is the Gu worm that Xu Jianan gave herself?!"

Lin Ran's back was covered in a layer of dense, cold sweat. Soon, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Just like that, she stood at the entrance of the boat in panic for ten minutes, until the little thing slowly disappeared.

She slowly crouched down, picked up the bag that had fallen to the ground, and took two deep breaths.

This time, she didn't want to go in, so she had no choice but to go in.

She had to listen to Xu Jianan's words.

Pushing open the multicolored door, he passed through the incomparably dark corridor and arrived at the main hall.

The flu virus was probably under control, so there were a few more guests today.

A waiter came over and asked while bowing.

"Are you Miss Lin Ran?"1

"Yes."

"Please come with me."

The waiter brought her to the same room as yesterday.

The furnishings in the room had not changed, except that the silk screen in the middle was gone.

A person was already seated on the antique sofa.

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