"You just want to maintain basic vital signs and make sure I won't vent my anger on Zuo Jing because of your death. You want to waste your life with me. If I let her go that day, you will die immediately, right?"

An Lan quietly looked at his fierce and fierce face, as if she was digesting his words. After a while, she continued: "I won't die, I can't die."

After saying that, she turned her gaze and looked out the window again, ignoring Feng Yu.

The latter stared at her with a sharp look for a long time, and finally snorted coldly and threw away the door.

For several days, Feng Yu never stepped into her room. The food he brought in every day was still just a bite and returned almost intact.

In just a few days, An Lan was as thin as a gust of wind to blow away.

What's even more creepy is that the servant found that she would talk to herself in the air.

Every time someone goes in, she immediately shuts her mouth and looks in the distance without any spirit, continuing to play the silent statue.

Several times the servant left a gap carefully and eavesdropped on her to herself outside.

After hearing the servant's report, Feng Yu frowned fiercely and threw the documents in his hand. The servant was so scared that he shivered and hurriedly escaped.

Feng Yu ignored it and just frowned and thought about An Lan's situation.

After thinking for a long time, he called Mo Yan.

"Mo Yan, check the best medical care in the city..."

......

The next day, An Lan changed her clothes and got into Feng Yu's car.

After he glanced at An Lan, he signaled the driver to set off.

The car slowly drove away from the villa area, and lush trees flashed by, and the tall buildings with steel and concrete reflected into the car window. An Lan never looked up and took a look. After getting on the car, she sat obediently, looked down at her fingers, and said nothing.

Before getting off the car, Feng Yu looked at her and said in a deep voice with a slight warning: "Let you come out not mean I will let you go. Go up and don't think about making any small moves. Remember, Zuo Jing's life is in your hands."

An Lan still lowered her head slightly and looked at her fingertips, without responding after hearing his words.

Feng Yu didn't care about her reaction. After saying that, he touched her head and said, "I have something to do to go to the company. Let Mo Yan take you back later."

The car door opened, and Mo Yan led An Lan to the inconspicuous building in front of him, and the psychological medical clinic was on the 6th floor.

In the elevator, Mo Yan glanced at An Lan's side face and sighed slightly in his heart.

However, in just a few years, An Lan has gone from a daughter-in-law to her current appearance.

Not to mention her, no ordinary person would have suffered such a blow.

He did not agree with Feng Yu's approach, but as a subordinate, he could only obey and could not make any comments.

Yesterday, he received a call from Feng Yu and asked him to find the best psychological clinic. Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat, and An Lan finally had a problem.

An Lan lowered her head slightly and looked at her toes, not knowing the sighs and sympathy of the people around her.

A ding-sounding interrupted Mo Yan's random thoughts. He led An Lan out of the elevator and walked towards the clinic, saying, "Miss An, don't be nervous. I'm just outside, what's the point of me?"

An Lan still had no movement, but just walked in along the opened door.
Chapter completed!