Medical Sovereign

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"I understand my brother-in-law. As long as I am in the iron case, I will not only have it, but I will do it."

Zhu Jianxi smiled and opened his mouth, screaming like a chicken blood.

"Small voice, you are very good at managing your mouth."

Feng Yuanqiao's face changed, and he kicked Zhu Jian's **** and screamed.

"yessir!"

Zhu Jianxiao’s standing upright, imitating the Xiangjiang police, took a gift.

Feng Yuanqiao shook his head helplessly: "Hurry up and take the time to check."

......

Ding Ning's face was gloomy, and he heard this conversation through Xiao Cui.

When I first saw Feng Yuanqiao’s thunder, I thought he was a good director. I didn’t expect that for the sake of Xiaozizi and his own future, Zhu Jianlai hinted that he was framed.

But he spoke very skillfully. Even if Xiao Cui recorded this conversation, he could not prove him as evidence.

Now I can only focus on Zhu Jian, and figure out what method he wants to use to frame himself, in order to see the move, and to be invincible.

After Zhu Jian left the police station, he did not immediately investigate the case. Instead, he made a phone call and opened his mouth and said, "Do you know that you are miserable?"

The phone didn’t know what to say. Zhu Jianyi’s face was impatient: “I will make an iron case in this case, but this has already become a big problem. The previous price is absolutely not good. I want three million.”

The other party seems to be too expensive. After some bargaining, two million transactions are made, and one million is paid in advance, and one million is paid after the event.

Ding Ning's heart is big, with this recording, Zhu Jian is not afraid of what he is playing.

But he will never stop like this. The people behind the conspiracy to frame him must not let go, otherwise there will be no good days in the future.

Unfortunately, Zhu Jian was very cautious. After the phone call, he recorded the call and deleted it. He called the two criminal police to rush to the exploration site of Jufu Club.

In addition, arranging several criminal police officers to arrest the three men, this makes Ding Ning very surprised. It seems that they are not behind the scenes.

Otherwise, how can you know that the three of the Gangzi are no longer in the hospital, and people are still arrested.

Ding Ning couldn't help but burst into a big head. The suspicions in this were so confusing that he couldn't figure out what his mind was. Who in the end had tied them up? What is the purpose?

Although he felt that Lingyun should not have anything, he still called Feng Jun to protect her. In case of an accident, he regretted that he was too late.

Upon turning on the phone, I saw the phone call from Xiao Nuo and Shen Muqing. He hesitated. He did not dial back. Instead, he sent a text message: "Thank you for your concern, I can settle and rest assured."

Xiaonuo saw the text message, couldn't help but pouted his mouth, hate the words: "Good heart as a liver and lungs, should be framed by people, love to drop. Grandma no matter."

"Hey, are you willing to care for your brother-in-law?"

Xiao Yan looked at her mouth and looked at her heart. She couldn’t help but laugh.

"Well, you are now more and more courageous. I dare to make fun of me. Give me over and see if your little cow is big!"

Xiao Nuo’s pretty face is red, and he has extended his claws to Xiao’s huge dairy farm...

"jingle!"

Shen Muqing, who has already arrived at the entrance of Ningda, saw the text message, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He thought for a moment, and said: "Sister Rui, let's go back!"

"Ah, this is all here, how come back?"

Tang Rui’s foggy water, asked doubtfully.

"Nothing, I am suddenly a little tired."

Shen Muqing’s unsatisfactory killings came out, and Tang Rui’s words did not say, and he turned around.

Just kidding, Shen Muqing's health is not good. If something goes wrong in the car, she can't afford this responsibility.

In fact, Shen Muqing did not even tell her family that she has become better and better since she cultivated the "Refining God" and then cooperated with breathing and breathing.

She even had the idea that her illness could be healed without treatment as long as she continued to practice.

In the past, her greatest wish was to cure the disease and live as healthy as an ordinary person. But now, she hopes that her illness will never be good.

Only if her illness is not good, she can meet with Ding Ningzheng’s bright and bright disease, and she does not need to perform any **** marriage contract.

A very complicated idea is actually the simplest and simplest girl's mind, in the name of illness and the loved one.

She didn't know if she would die when she married a man other than Ding Ning. She only hoped that the day would never come.

At least, she is still free now, remembering the bits and pieces with him, even in just a few days, is the happiest time of her life.

Even if I can't get along with each other, even if I can't see each other every day, even if she can't even call him, she can't easily call him...

But he can live in the city where he is, can breathe under the same starry sky, can hear his news occasionally, and her heart is excited.

Ninghai Shili Bridge, it is said that this bridge was built for the Qing Dynasty, a bureaucratic southbound province, because the waterway and land roads of Huinan Town, Zhoupu Town and Qiao Town are all 18 Huali, and the name is Shili Bridge. .

Just a few years ago, the Eighteen Mile Bridge became a scene in the Dongli Manor established by a big man.

At this moment, an old man who has to be white is standing by the bridge, leisurely fishing, and four tower-like strong men around the bridge are rushing back and forth.

Behind the old man there was a girl in a yellow dress, with a twisted braid from the back of her head that went straight to the buttocks, and leaped with the breeze.

The woman is twenty-five years old, Yao Naotan, red lips and white teeth, thick and slender lashes, a pair of smart scorpions flashing: "Grandpa, what should we do now?"

The old man did not move in the autumn wind, and the turbid old eyes stared at the water, as if nothing could distract him.

Until the woman waited for anxiousness, the old man faintly spit out a word: "Wait!"

"Is still waiting? Mr. Er has already relied on Hong Junyang. Mr. San obviously prefers the uncle Wang Zhihao. Mr. Da has devoted himself to cultivation and does not ask the world. Now we have a group of wolves in the axe, and there are seven kings and tigers, and Yang Kaishan is killed. Obviously, Uncle Tang has already taken the shot. After cutting off the wings of Hong Junyang, we will wait until they kill our Dongli Villa."

The woman licked her cheeks, and some dissatisfied smashed the braids to the chest of the scale, slender and slender fingers play.

The old man pulled his eyelids and stunned his eyes. The old eyes in the turbid old eyes had no waves. The whole person did not move. If it was not white, he had to dance in the breeze. He thought he was a statue of clay sculpture.

The woman is still unmoved when she sees the old man. Some negative words: "Grandpa, if you don't worry about the ancestors falling into the hands of the wolf's ambitions, I don't care about a small woman. Anyway, I don't argue, they won't treat me."

The old man’s eyebrows rose slightly and he said: "I haven't died yet."

Although the tone is plain, it is full of strong confidence and power.

The woman spit out the tongue and spoiled her tongue. "I am not cursing my grandfather. I am just taking precautions."

The old man's eyelids have been pulled down again, and the indifferent way: "The axe gang has been surnamed Wang since the day it was established. If one day it no longer surnames the king, the axe gang does not exist."

"Hey, Grandpa just thinks that I am a woman, can't afford the big job? So I want to pass the axe to the uncle?"

The woman’s face was a bit ugly and she said unpleasantly.

The old man’s face was slightly relieved, and he gently shook his head and sighed: “Yu Qiu, grandfather is not a patriarch, but a ancestral family training. Wang Zhihao’s grasp of this point makes me difficult, so you have to take over the ancestral industry. If you are competing with Wang Zhihao, you must find a man who can help you as soon as possible before I leave. The children you gave birth to must be surnamed Wang."

Wang Yuqiu's eyelashes are low and her mood is extremely unsettled. She is a big lady with axe help. She has always been proud of her heart, her eyes are higher than the top, and the ordinary folks can see it.

She has always been self-satisfied for many years, that is, she longs to meet a Prince Charming who will make her fall in love.

Her heart began to shake when the ancestral industry fell into the hands of outsiders and the happiness of the individual.

The seven kings came to the forefront, the seven kings were talented and ambitious, and the entrenched old gangs of the axe had always adopted a strategy of internal disintegration.

Grandpa Wang Qian night is far-sighted, no one can see through his mind, this time has always been ill, and the things in the help are also neglected to take care of, let the people underneath toss, this will form a situation of confusion.

Wang Zhihao is the son of Wang Qian's night brother. If he is really loyal to the axe, she is also willing to be a rich lady who ignores the world and enjoys life.

According to her investigation, this Wang Zhihao secretly has already invested in the Seven Kings House and became a traitor of the axe.

The reason why she could not accept Wang Zhihao's superior position was that she suspected that her father was hacked to death by the enemy. It is very likely that Wang Zhihao sold his father's position.

She also told her grandfather the suspicion in her heart, but she was squandered by her grandfather, saying that she could not be fooled by speculation.

In these years, Wang Yuqiu has been secretly investigating, but she has been unable to find evidence at all, but since she has doubts in her heart, she will never be able to watch the ancestral industry fall into the hands of Wang Zhihao.

Immediately bite his teeth: "I will find a man back in as soon as possible."

Wang Qianye’s eyes screamed and smiled: “This is not just a casual look for a man. At the very least, this man should be able to help you stabilize your internal worries and have the ability to help you resist the pressure of the Seven Kings. Otherwise, He can't pass this off."

Wang Yuqiu was quiet for a long time, and he said firmly: "I will definitely find it. I will go first, Grandpa, you pay attention to your body."

Wang Qian night looked at the back of the granddaughter's reluctance to leave, and the eyes showed unspeakable bitterness.

Soon, he once again focused his attention on the fishing rod, and only the incomprehensible sigh quietly echoed in the autumn wind.

The sun at dusk, mapped on the four golden letters of Ninghai University, shines with eye-catching golden light.

In the setting sun, Zhu Jian was a blessed belly. After showing his documents to Mengang, he led a group of heavily armed police officers to the campus to find Ding Ning.

Ding Ning was preparing to get on the bus, and was blocked by Zhu Jian. He appeared in the court and presented the police officer’s card and the arrest certificate. Yin Xiao’s voice: “Ding Ning, you are suspected of murdering the Chinese man Yang Kaishan and Ma Qiang, please contact you now. Let's take a look..."

"Go!"

When the words were not finished, Ding Ning took the initiative to walk to the police car.

This time, Zhu Jian, who wanted to enjoy the insults and insults Ding Ning, had a feeling of depression that had been smashed, but almost did not spurt a blood.

The poisonous cockroach licked Ding Ning's eyes and thought of how the old man looked at you in the bureau. He didn't have a good rush to get the criminal police down and waved his hand: "Search his car and see if there is any weapon!"

The interrogation room of the Interpol Police Division of the Jingpu District Bureau, Ding Ning's old **** was sitting there, Zhu Jian's face was gloomy, and he slammed the table: "Come, let him put me on my hands and feet."

Ding Ning glanced at him with a blank expression: "Are you sure?"