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Zhang Yan went back to his room and fell asleep. Family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, he doesn’t need a young man to take care of everything, Bao Xiaosan, and local tyrants. This is how society is today. , From the actions of the middle-aged man and Jiang Yu, one cannot guess that Jiang Xue is an illegitimate daughter, and Jiang Yu is the middle-aged man's lover.

"Zhang Yan, wake up, are you not feeling well again!" Pang Yan yelled as Pang Yan rocked the soundly sleeping Zhang Yan on the bed, his sweet voice stimulated his male hormones, making him open his eyes and squeeze Pang Yan Yan pulled it into his arms.

"No, Zhang Yan, no!"

"Pang Yan, it's not that I'm uncomfortable, it's that Xiao Zhangyan is uncomfortable. If you can't bear it, let him go for a walk in your cave. I believe he will be satisfied." Zhang Yan smiled evilly and moved his mouth closer on Pang Yan's earlobe.

Pang Yan heard the meaning of Zhang Yan's words, which was basically teasing her, struggling to get up from Zhang Yan's embrace, noticed the sticky saliva flowing from the earlobe, and quickly wiped it with the palm of his hand.

"Zhang Yan, it's time to eat, and people will hear what you do at this time."

Zhang Yan got up from the bed, hugged Pang Yan and said with a smile: "You are my wife, what are you afraid of, let's go, let's go eat."

When he came to the kitchen, he smelled a pungent smell. Zhang Yan suddenly heard the matter that made his condition worse because of fake medicine two days ago. He sneered, now that Xia Yu's matter has been resolved, Zhang Yan must take care Get rid of these bastards who sell fake medicines and harm people.

After dinner, Zhang Yan didn't go back to his bedroom. After saying hello to Pang Yan, he left the villa and went to the traditional Chinese medicine store not far from Xiangyang High School. It was open 24 hours and the business was good.

Standing at the door of the traditional Chinese medicine store, Zhang Yan was so angry that he didn't want to fight anywhere. Looking at the pennant hanging in the traditional Chinese medicine store to save lives and heal the wounded, he wished he could go up and take it off, put it under his feet and kicked hard.

Passing through the glass door of the Chinese medicine store, Zhang Yan went straight to the counter selling Chinese medicine. The space of the pharmacy is very large. Chinese medicine and Western medicine are divided into two sides, each occupying one side. When he walked to the counter, Zhang Yan took the medicine again according to the last prescription. A medicine.

In order to be able to find evidence, Zhang Yan was very careful. Every time the clerk weighed a medicine, Zhang Yan would check it again. It was exactly the same as the last time. Except for the blind medicine, all the others were substitutes. Seeing these Harmful counterfeit medicine, a suffocation rose in his chest.

"Would you like to ask Zeng Wanrou for help? No, Zeng Wanrou is a policeman. It doesn't seem to matter to the police! It doesn't work alone. With so many pharmacies, there must be someone behind them. If you rashly make an appointment, you will be retaliated. You must think about a completely Of the policy."

Wanting to understand this, Zhang Yan left the pharmacy after paying the money and took the fake traditional Chinese medicine.

Thinking of Zeng Wanrou, Zhang Yan didn't know what was going on with her. Last time, she offended the evil young master of the Hua family because she saved Liu Hanyan's sisters. Later, she found out the identity of the evil young master, so she couldn't help worrying about it, and took out her mobile phone Called the other party.

After waiting for a long time, Zeng Wanrou answered the phone, and a disappointed voice came from inside and asked faintly, "Zhang Yan, what's the matter?"

"Sister Wanrou, thank you for what happened last time, how are you doing now, Young Master Hua didn't bother you!"

Asked about this by Zhang Yan, Zeng Wanrou felt an indescribable helplessness in her heart. She didn't know how to talk to Zhang Yan. In Xiangyang City, Zeng Wanrou only knew Zhang Yan, and regarded him as a friend. She sighed and said: : "Where are you, I'll find you."

"Look for me, Zeng Wanrou wants to look for me, why are you looking for me?" Zhang Yan wondered in his heart, but he agreed and told her his address.

After standing on the cool autumn street for an hour, she finally saw Zeng Wanrou's figure.

Zeng Wanrou today is not wearing a police uniform. Her slender thighs are wrapped in tight black trousers. She is wearing a cotton checked shirt and a pair of black running shoes. Her short hair is blowing in the wind. She is very beautiful. It seems that compared with the previous Zeng Wanrou, the two seem to be a different person.

"Zhang Yan, I kept you waiting, let's find a bar to talk!"

"Bar! Sister Wanrou, I heard you right! Don't tell me you drink too."

"Didn't the ancients say to use alcohol to relieve sorrow? Why can't I drink alcohol?" Pulling Zhang Yan, the two walked towards the feasting place.

There is a bar near the school, Zeng Wanrou dragged Zhang Yan and walked in, just entering the bar, the sound of loud music came, Zeng Wanrou let out a long sigh of relief, and finally came to the bar with satisfaction.

Zhang Yan didn't know what was bothering Zeng Wanrou, could it be because of the lack of flowers?

"Have a pack of beer." Zeng Wanrou shouted to the bartender at the bar.

"Sister Wanrou, have you had your drink yet?"

"Isn't wine good for melancholy?"

"But it's even more worrying to drown your sorrows with wine."

"It doesn't matter, drink with me today, and you won't return if you don't get drunk."

"Can you tell me what happened, maybe I can help you." Seeing the helplessness in Zeng Wanrou's eyes, Zhang Yan asked sympathetically.

Zeng Wanrou from Wutai County is heroic and valiant, she doesn't take anyone seriously, but now her expression is sluggish, with sadness everywhere on her face, she doesn't know what happened to her to make a person in such a short time So much has changed in time.

Opening the beer, Zeng Wanrou drank it all in one gulp, clumsily but looking very skillful, as if choked, coughed twice, and wiped the alcohol seeping from the corners of her mouth.

"Zhang Yan, come, let's toast."

Since his illness recovered, Zhang Yan was no longer afraid of wine, and took a sip of it, feeling very uncomfortable, far worse than drinks.

"What happened?" Zhang Yan asked again.

After pondering for a while, Zeng Wanrou sorted out her thoughts and laughed at herself twice: "Zhang Yan, Young Master Hua is courting me, don't you think it's funny!"

"Courtship, Sister Wanrou, you can believe that he is so philandering, don't be fooled by him." Zhang Yan shouted in surprise. Surprised move.

"I know all of this, but do you know that he sends people to the police station to deliver flowers every day, and now everyone in the police station knows, tell me, is he taking revenge on me? What exactly does he want? I have to get out of the police station."

Zeng Wanrou looked helpless, opened a bottle of beer and drank it down again.

There is a good saying, what my sister drinks is not wine, but loneliness.