outside the door.

It's a strange burly man in black.

Seeing him, Yang Hua's first reaction was to close the door.

The big man in black quickly stretched out his hand to block the door, "Ms. Yang, our husband Yang Lai is looking for you."

As he said that, he made way for Yang Hua to look behind him.

There was no expression on Yang Hua's face. She was used to doing farm work and was very strong. Just as she was about to close the door with brute force, she saw the scene behind the man.

Behind him is a middle-aged man.

There are some traces of time on the man's face. If you look carefully, you can see that his eyebrows are slightly similar to Yang Hua's, and his temples are white. More importantly, he is sitting in a wheelchair.

When Yang Hua saw this scene, her expression didn't change much, but her hand holding the doorknob tightened slightly.

After seeing Yang Hua clearly, the man in the wheelchair looked a little excited. He struggled to stand up from the wheelchair, but before he could get up, he sat back in the wheelchair. Finally, he just looked at Yang Hua and muttered: "Baozhu..."

"Bang——" Yang Hua closed the door.

It's already past seven o'clock in the evening.

It's almost November, it's getting late, and there are no more people in the village.

outside the door.

The middle-aged man in the wheelchair looked at the door for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back to town first and come back tomorrow."

The big man next to him stretched out his hand to push his wheelchair back.

The cement road in the village was built less than a year ago and was very new. The big man pushed the middle-aged man to the cement road at the entrance of the village, and a car slowly stopped.

The car is a modified extended type.

Can accommodate a wheelchair.

When the car stopped, the big man put down the pedals of the car, pushed the wheelchair into the back compartment, and secured it.

In the passenger seat, an old man wearing reading glasses got out of the car, handed a document in his hand to Yang Lai, and said respectfully: "This is Miss Baozhu's information over the years."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lai directly opened the document and read it carefully, "Go back to town first."

The description of Yanghua in the information is very simple.

She only said that she was resold three times and finally married a fool from Wanmin Village. She did not continue studying in the meantime. There was not much else. She seemed to have an adopted daughter.

This is the information Yang Lai collected from private detectives. There is not much information.

Even the information about her adopted daughter is vague.

In this case, either the information was deliberately concealed, or there is nothing worth exploring.

Looking at this less than two pages of paper, Yang Lai could imagine how Yang Hua had been in dire straits in recent years.

After a while, the car returned to the town.

Yang Lai locked himself in the room.

The old man wearing reading glasses got off the car. He did not enter the hotel, but just looked in the direction of Wanmin Village.

The man in black handed the two photos in his hand to the old man, "Butler, these were taken by me in the past two days."

The housekeeper lowered his head and squinted at the photo. There were two candid photos of Yang Hua.

She was holding a bundle of firewood in her hand and seemed to be talking to someone outside the camera. There were two ducks at her feet.

The housekeeper frowned slightly, remembering the information about Yang Hua in the information, and returned the photo to the big man in black: "I understand."

"Miss Baozhu still has a few relatives," the big man in black followed the housekeeper into the hotel, "Have the detectives found out? The people in this village are too backward and a bit feudal."

There is really little news about Yang Hua.

Even private investigators can't figure it out.

As for the people in Wanmin Village, the big man in black also came into contact with them. When asked, they didn't know anything about them. He never mentioned anything about Yang Hua and just mysteriously said "the village guard."

Too feudal.

The housekeeper shook his head, "There is no news about Miss Baozhu's relatives."

"Then let me ask the people around me?" The big man in black was stunned for a moment, then spoke.

"No need," the housekeeper pondered. One Miss Baozhu was enough for him to give him a headache. He also had to spend time teaching her basic etiquette, let alone those barbaric people in the countryside. "Don't alert the snake, let the accompanying doctor pay attention to the master's physical condition at any time.

"

He turned around and frowned. Yanghua was too far away. He had to transfer from plane to train, and finally to bus.

If he hadn't come here in person, he wouldn't have known there was such a backward place.

**

Meng Fu's side.

She had already arrived at the private room, and Su Cheng had managed the time just right. When she arrived, the food had just been served.

At the dinner table, Zhao Fan mentioned the charity variety show to Meng Fu.

"Cooperating with the national TV station, this kind of opportunity is rare, but in the hospital, the risks are also high, it depends on yourself." Zhao Fan took the chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs.

Zhao Fan didn't want Meng Fu to miss this opportunity.

Meng Fu picked up the chopsticks and looked at Su Cheng, "What's the specific situation?"

"One month," Su Cheng squinted his eyes and slowly explained: "This National Channel program was originally designed to reveal to the people the most real hospital, life, old age, illness and death, as well as conflicts in various industries. The team is led by a resource person

For old professors who go to remote areas, the environment will not be very good."

One month...

Zhao Fan raised his head and looked at Meng Fu, "This program doesn't pay much, so let's not accept it."

Meng Fu's cell phone lit up. It was a message from the village chief——

【A stranger has been looking for your mother recently.】

Meng Fu narrowed her eyes. She bit her chopsticks and replied a message to the village chief. She was still talking vaguely to Zhao Fan: "I will go to this variety show."

Zhao Fan was surprised by Meng Fu's decision, but he didn't ask why, "Okay, then I'll contact Manager Sheng and ask him about the specific situation there."

She sent a WeChat message to Manager Sheng to tell Meng Fu about her decision.

As soon as Zhao Fan replied, Manager Sheng called quickly. She picked up the phone and said, "Manager Sheng."

"Sister Fan, the program "Emergency Room" is not suitable for Miss Meng," Manager Sheng said in a very serious voice, "This is not a traditional variety show. The guests in it have to help doctors and be familiar with the hospital system. This program is the most important

What’s more, there is no script at all, and you don’t know what kind of emergency patients you will encounter. I learned that one of the guests invited by the organizer is a very popular doctor blogger, and some of the other guests have graduated from nursing majors, and some have filmed similar movies.

TV, they know the emergency room and know what to do."
Chapter completed!