Sir, You are Abducted

The black car was driving very fast on the road. There was silence in the car, only the occasional sob of Zhang Mingzhu.

At Zhang's house, Zhang Mingzhu was taken directly to Zhang's study. Mr. Zhang sits behind the table, staring at Zhang Mingzhu, who is shrinking her neck. When she comes to the table, she throws a book on the table.

Zhang Mingzhu subconsciously dodged for a while, but before the action of leaning her head was finished, her head froze in the same place, letting the thick book hit her head, and the blood immediately flowed down.

Master Zhang said coldly, "Pearl, tell me, what do you do in Shen lie's hotel?"

Zhang Mingzhu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him at all. Her voice was very small, like the sound of mosquitoes, but it was too quiet in the study. What she said was accurately heard by Zhang.

"What did you say?" Mr. Zhang asked, "do you say you are for the Zhang family?" The tone of Zhang's son can't sneer any more, but Zhang Mingzhu's face turns white all of a sudden.

"I, I," Zhang Mingzhu said, obviously a little anxious. She suddenly raised her head, "I heard that the new general manager of Shen family is very powerful. I also heard that you and your father said that they hope to have a good relationship with Shen lie, so I want to help you."

Mr. Zhang leaned on the back of his chair and said with a smile, "it turns out that Mingzhu thinks so. Don't I blame you wrong?"

"No," Zhang Mingzhu said anxiously. He looked at the old man and lowered his head again. His voice was small again. "What's not, I'm not thoughtful."

"Now that you know you're not thinking about it, go to the cell and think about it."

Zhang said, picked up the pen on the table, obviously did not intend to speak.

The fear on Zhang Mingzhu's face was like substance in her eyes. She knelt down immediately, "grandfather, I know I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. I'm willing to do anything you want me to..."

The tears on Zhang Mingzhu's face did not arouse his sympathy. He glanced up at her. "Mingzhu, you have been taught by Zhang's family since you were a child. Why don't you have a little character of Zhang's family?"

Zhang Mingzhu bowed her head and knelt on the ground, as if she didn't understand what Zhang said.

Zhang didn't ask her to get up. "Mingzhu, Shen lie has a fiancee. Since you want to marry him, how can you not even know the people around him?"

Zhang said so, and let the man standing outside the study take Zhang Mingzhu out.

"Come in, miss."

The man took Zhang Mingzhu's arm with one hand, as if he didn't see the blood on Zhang Mingzhu's head and the tears on his face.

The door of the room was heavily closed. Zhang Mingzhu collapsed on the ground and sobbed.

In the hotel, Shen lie frowned at the video in the mailbox, took out his mobile phone and called Chen Qing, "check the relationship between Zhang Mingzhu and Zhang's family."

"Yes."

Without asking why, the petition was answered directly.

Hang up the phone, Shen lie will watch the video again from beginning to end, make sure Zhang Mingzhu in the car, is really afraid.

Leaning on the sofa, Shen lie rearranged the Zhang family he met after coming to Y City, but he didn't have the slightest clue. It is said that there is only one little princess in the Zhang family. The little princess is adored by all the people in the Zhang family. From small to large, it is an enviable existence. Zhang Mingzhu seen at the dinner and Zhang Mingzhu in the video are obviously in the opposite state.

"What the hell is going on?" The corner of Shen lie's mouth hooked up, "it's really more and more interesting."

Let's play the things we don't understand for the moment. Shen lie picks up his mobile phone and looks at it. Mingyang's head is hanging brightly in his circle of friends, indicating that he has sent another circle of friends.

be scanty of words in the hospital these days, but Ming Hao's silence make complaints about his sister's side face, or his father.

Click open to see, is a picture of Ming Yangfa, Ming Jianzhong is asleep, with the words "operation successful!"

"Congratulations."

Shen lie answered a private letter.

"Ha ha ha, thank you, Mr. Shen."

Mingyang quickly returned one.

Shen lie's mobile phone vibrated several times in succession. Shen lie opened it and saw that Mingyang had sent several spinning and jumping expression packs in succession.

Shen lie smiles. He is still a teenager. How can he not be afraid?

Mingyang holding a mobile phone, jingxingchen face also showed this period of time has never revealed the comfortable smile.

"It doesn't matter. Stay in the hospital for another period of time to observe."

Doctor Zhang said with a smile.

"When will my uncle wake up, please?" Asked Jing Xingchen.

"In three or four hours," Dr. Zhang helped his glasses, "the anesthetic effect will wake up in the past."

"Thank you."Jing Xingchen sent the doctor out of the ward with a smile.

Turning around, Jing Xingchen trots two steps, embracing Mingyang and Minghao with one hand, "uncle is finally getting better!"

Mingyang and Minghao hold her back. They laugh and dance together, but no one makes a sound.

After a while, Jing Xingchen patted their heads and motioned them to let go.

Mingyang's eyes suddenly red up, holding the Jing star life and death do not let go. Jing Xingchen also went with him, just like when he was a child, comforting him along Mingyang's back.

Minghao looks at Mingyang jealously and says, "Mingyang, you're dead."

Mingyang immediately looked up, "you shut up, you are jealous of me."

Watching Ming Hao finally end this period of silence, Jing Xingchen also relaxed. Two days ago, my uncle whispered to her, which showed that Yang and Ming Hao didn't show up on their faces. They didn't seem to be different from usual, but in fact they were afraid.

She remembers that she asked in a suspicious tone, "uncle, you look like a fairy. How can you tell?"

When Mingjian was with them, he didn't play the music of his elders. At that time, he was a little proud and said, "don't you know? Yang Yang talks a lot, but he doesn't talk as long as there are people, does he? But you see, during this period of time, when did you enter the ward and not hear Yang Yang speak? "

Jing Xingchen thinks for a moment. As long as Mingyang is in the ward and mingjianzhong is not resting, she can always hear Mingyang talking when she comes in.

Seems to be aware of her agreement, Ming Jianzhong's face is more obvious, "Haohao is more obvious, these days I don't say a word, I ask him what, basically within five words to end the dialogue, such temperament, also don't know how to develop."

Jing Xingchen comforted him, "it's wrong to have no reaction when you suddenly encounter this kind of thing, isn't it? And they're both young. "

Then Ming Jianzhong said solemnly, "it's not just the two of them. You're not right either. No matter whether you're happy or not, you always feel fresh. How come you're dead when you come back this time?"

With a light smile, Jing Xingchen patted Mingyang on the back. "Get up, I'm going to make a delicious meal. Let's treat ourselves together. We are really worried about this period of time."

At more than 10 p.m., Ming Jianzhong woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw three children on the sofa, their heads against their heads, not knowing what they were looking at.

"Cough!" Coughing twice, the three immediately looked up at him, three pairs of bright eyes as if they had not extracted from the contents of the book.

"Uncle!" Jing Xingchen is the first to react. He puts the book on the sofa and comes over immediately.

The three people all gathered around Ming Jianzhong to ask him about his situation, but Ming Hao was the first to remember, "do we need to ask the doctor to come and have a look first?"

"Yes," Jing Xingchen patted his head, "I'm confused. Doctor Zhang is on duty today."

Then he rang the bell at the head of the bed.

Ming Jian is a little weak, but it doesn't affect the expression on his face. His eyes range from Jing Xingchen to Minghao to Mingyang. In the eyes of outsiders, the Secretary of Ming, who only knows justice and law, has moist eyes.

He raised his hand and patted the back of Jing Xingchen's hand. Mingjianzhong said, "I'm ok."

Jing Xingchen's tears suddenly flow down, one by one hit on the bed, can't help nodding, "yes, yes, you are finally OK."

As soon as Doctor Zhang came in, he saw two boys standing by the bed, with a sad look on their faces, while the girls were already crying. For a moment, he turned his head and looked at the hospital bed. Seeing that mingjianzhong had opened his eyes, he began to laugh. "As soon as I entered the door, I saw the expression of you three. I was shocked."

When Dr. Zhang spoke, four people in the ward realized that someone had come in. Jing Xingchen wiped his tears, "excuse me, Doctor Zhang."

Then he gave up his position to facilitate Doctor Zhang's examination.

Doctor Zhang simply asked a few questions, then checked to find out Jianzhong's basic life indicators, and said with a smile, "there's no big problem. I'll do some tests in the next two days. If there's no problem, I'll take good care of it."

"Thank you, thank you."

Jing Xingchen sent Doctor Zhang to leave. I can't help thanking him.

"Well, no more."

Dr. Zhang turned around and said goodbye to Jing Xingchen, "the biggest problem of secretary Ming is that he is under great mental pressure, and the intensity of his work is too high. We should pay more attention to it."

"Well, I know. Thank you."

Seeing off Dr. Zhang, Jing Xingchen walks into the ward again, and hears Ming Jianzhong telling Ming Yang and Ming Hao about his operation experience.

"It doesn't hurt at all. Maybe it's because of anesthesia. I can feel the knife on my belly, but I don't feel any pain at all. This feeling is quite novel. It's also a rare experience in life!" Ming Jianzhong said.

Jing Xingchen cut off mingjianzhong's words when he was not angry, "uncle, do you think it's very novel?""I'm not blowing a bull," he says

Jing Xingchen snorts coldly. Mingyang and Minghao immediately snicker. Mingjianzhong stares at them.