"Madam, just lie down quietly. If you really don't believe it, you'll call the president and ask him to take off his clothes and show you." Aunt Li quickly pressed the person on the bed and said, "you'd better have a good rest. Bobo has also come. He just came to see you. He didn't disturb you when you were sleeping. Now she's reading by herself downstairs. Bobo will be sad when you look like this."

"I'm fine. Don't worry, Aunt Li." Jiang Miaomiao shook his head and said, "I just have a cold and feel a little uncomfortable."

"Where is such a simple thing as a cold? You've been in a coma for three days!" Aunt Li said helplessly.

Then seeing Jiang Miaomiao's voice very hoarse, he turned and handed a glass of water to Jiang Miaomiao's hand.

Jiang Miaomiao had some lengs. He took the water cup and looked at it. After two drinks, he felt much more comfortable in his throat.

Jiang Miaomiao thought the attack was last night. It has been three days!

"And the president has told you, madam, that you must take good care of yourself at home these days. Although the temperature has dropped now, there are too many white blood cells. The doctor said that the next chemotherapy will take a few days." Aunt Li persuaded me.

Although Jiang Miaomiao knew he was wrong, chemotherapy hurt so much that he felt a trace of pain even in a coma. It would be a good thing for him to postpone it for a few days.

When he thought about it, Jiang Miaomiao still lay in bed.

Then Aunt Li brought a bowl of porridge. While drinking porridge, Jiang Miaomiao asked, "is Yan Sheng seriously injured?"

"It's not serious. Nothing will happen after stopping the blood." Aunt Li thought for a moment and said, "after all, I have shed some blood. Otherwise, I'd better make something to replenish blood and send it to you. At least I have to replenish it."

Although Aunt Li said it wasn't very serious, Jiang Miaomiao was still a little worried and wanted to see what Yan Sheng was hurt.

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to ask, or asked Aunt Li to take her mobile phone and send a message to her husband.

"Did you come back tonight?"

When Yan Sheng couldn't see this message, he knew that Jiang Miaomiao should have woken up. A smile appeared on his face. He quickly typed and replied, "well, after the matter is handled, you should be able to go back at night. Be good, take good care of your body, don't run around, and wait for me to go back."

Yan Sheng raised his head after sending the news. The smile on his face disappeared again. He looked at the man in front of him expressionless, picked up the club next to him and gently poked his face.

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm really not good at this kind of ball game. Sometimes I don't hit the ball. A careless Club flies out. If something bad happens later..."

The man was pressed, looked at and said that on his face, the sharp billiard pole scared his whole body and began to tremble, "Mr. President, what do we have to say, can we say it well?"

"I really want to have a good conversation with you, but that was five minutes ago." Yan Sheng's face aroused a cold smile, "it's just a pity that you don't cooperate and still pretend to be stupid with me here."

Brother Yan checked out the DNA of the deceased. He used some methods that were not on the table to find the matching person in the library and find the identity of the deceased.

But the information only said that the man was a retired soldier five years ago, and there was no other information.

So brother Yan tried all kinds of ways to find out if there were any relatives and friends around the man. He found that the dead man had a brother alive.

It took him more than half a day to find his brother. This man likes playing billiards in this billiards room best.

I've found them everywhere. I caught them easily.

The company is so big, black and white, and will know a little more or less. Brother Yan didn't want to do things, but blocked people in the billiards room without doing anything.

Elder brother Yan asked the man several questions that Yan Sheng wanted to know, but the man's mouth was still very hard. He asked him that he didn't know anything. He also shouted that they were not qualified to hold him and pretended to be stupid here.

Brother Yan really has no way to deal with such a shameless person. Call Yan Sheng, tell him that he has found a clue, and ask him what to do now.

It's also a coincidence. Yan Sheng just passed by here. He went to the police station to record his confession and came straight over.

Brother Yan is not a hard hearted person. He is not cruel enough to do things. He is just not clear and not heavy, but the man doesn't speak.

Yan Sheng didn't hang up his cell phone in the past few minutes. He just listened to the movement there. After arriving at the billiard room here, the man was still pretending to be stupid and didn't say anything.

At this time, Yan Sheng looked up at brother Yan and asked, "have you checked the background information of this person?"

"It's all checked. His parents died a few years ago. As you know, his brother has no money and power at home. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry."

"What did you just hesitate here?" Yan Sheng squinted and asked.

Brother Yan shook his head without explanation.

Brother Yan watched Yan Sheng come to the table tennis with a club in his hand. On the other side, he took the club and aimed it at the point where the ball was stacked in the middle. If this pole was played out and Yan Sheng had great strength, the man would be hit by the ball.

"If you want to speak, speak quickly. Anyway, I'm here, and I can't get anything in. The main Lord has come. If you want to explain, please explain it honestly. Otherwise, I can't help anything else."

The man looked up and saw that Yan Sheng opposite him was ready to hit the ball. His whole body couldn't help shaking.

But as long as you think that your brother serves the people above, if you tell the situation, you will certainly not get anything good, and if you don't say it now, you may get rewards from those people. It's not impossible to prosper like this.

The original request for mercy had come to his mouth, but the man still stubbornly held it back and pretended to beg for mercy: "Sir, I really don't know what you're talking about. Even if you force me, I don't know, I just don't know. There's no way to say."

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