"But what?"

Ning Xi couldn't help but urge.

"There are more than twenty mercenaries, and they have no news until now! It is very likely that they were silenced! The most terrifying thing is that there is no news at all, and until now the one who doesn't know who the opponent is..." Huang Bo said it out in one breath, his shoulders trembled significantly several times.

Ning Xi heard this and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

More than 20 mercenaries were silenced overnight?

But this is definitely not what Zhan Hanjue, nor is it done by Jing Cheng, and it is even more impossible to be Ling Zhe... So Zhan Hanjue and others have been searching for Country F for so long, but they have no daughter's whereabouts because their daughter is really not here! No one in Country F dares to provoke strong candidates from Mr. President and Mr. President at the same time!...Presidential Palace.

Mu Zhinuan had an old disease, but she refused to inject sedatives.

As time delayed, her pupils began to shrink and her consciousness became blurred. She shook off the sedative in Ling Zhe's hand with one hand, grabbed Ling Zhe's arm with the other, and her nails were deeply trapped in his skin.

Blood dripped down her skin, but Ling Zhe seemed to be conscious and hugged Mu Zhinuan tightly.

"Are the streams dyed?

You say..." She narrowed her eyes and only had a gap left, but she still stubbornly repeated this sentence.

A few tears flowed out from the red eyes, like blood flowing.

The more silent Ling Zhe was, the more uneasy Mu Zhinuan was.

In the end, in order to calm her emotions, Ling Zhe didn't care about hiding it.

“Yes, what I said on TV is true, she is our daughter.

""San Ran, my Ran Ran, Ah, I found our Ran Ran..." Mu Zhinuan was surprised and happy, and a ghost appeared in front of her.

The newborn baby girl, Ranran in her cradle, gradually overlaps with Ning Xi, who grew up more than 20 years later, outlining a beautiful and slender face.

When Jingcheng brought her there that day, she was still thinking that Jingcheng must have missed Ranran too much, so she found a girl who was similar to her! But I thought that she was Ranran... No, she wanted to see her! After being separated for more than 20 years, would she recognize herself?

Mu Zhinuan stumbled and broke free from Ling Zhe's arms and wanted to go out.

But the body gradually couldn't bear the overly excited emotions, and the terrifying memories climbed into her mind. She began to twitch and dizzy, and accompanied by strong vomiting.

The filth spitted Ling Zhe and the hem of the shirt was also scratched and wrinkled.

Ling Zhe took Mu Zhinuan back to the bed in time.

The needle of the syringe was just pulled away by Mu Zhinuan and fell to the ground. Ling Zhe calmly ordered the doctor: "Inject sedatives to your wife!"

The doctor also took out a new sedative from the medicine box and pierced it into Mu Zhinuan's arm. Mu Zhinuan's manic and uneasy emotions were soothed. Before he lost consciousness, he kept shouting "Ran Ran".

But once she lost consciousness, her whole body became trembling and extremely panicked.

A simple face wrinkled, as if he had a nightmare or something horrible.

Dr. Yang had no choice but to inject Mu Zhinuan with a heavier dose of sedatives. Even so, Mu Zhinuan was sweating all over and she was sleeping extremely uneasy.

"Be good, Ayun, I'm not afraid of it."

Ling Zhe gently grabbed Mu Zhinuan's hand and comforted her softly.

The voice was heavy, afraid that she would be frightened.

The voice became softer, afraid that she would not hear it in the nightmare.

For a moment, my heart was as stolen as a knife, and the joy of retrieving my daughter was instantly dispersed.

"Mr. President, your arm is injured."

Dr. Yang exclaimed when he saw Ling Zhe's arm bleeding.

Ling Zhe ignored the deaf ears, took off his dirty coat, and gently brushed Mu Zhinuan's pale face.

"Doctor Yang, what do you think of Ayun's mental state now?

If she knew Xixi and her daughter, could her body bear it?”

Dr. Yang was silent for a while and shook his head: "To be honest, I don't know if my wife can accept such emotional shocks, especially recently, I found that her memory is becoming more and more chaotic, and she is afraid that it is not good for her sadness or joy..." "Xixi proposed a therapy for me."

Ling Zhe stared at Mu Zhinuan with greed and tender eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Since Ayun's memory is already chaotic, just do a hypnosis so that she can forget all the bad nightmares and only keep those happy memories. What's the possibility of this?"

Dr. Yang was ashamed: "It is feasible in theory, but this kind of hypnosis is also very dangerous. If the patient has a strong awareness and resists hypnosis, not only will the hypnosis fail, but it may also cause irreversible mental damage and even life-threatening!"

Ling Zhe's eyes flashed lightly, and he grabbed Mu Zhinuan's back of his hand and kissed her gently on his lips, a little confused.

...After sending Huang Bo away, Ning Xi quickly organized the information he had obtained in his mind.

She hurried back to the banquet hall and found Zhan Hanjue.

Before he could speak, Zhan Hanjue interrupted her with a serious face: "I know what you want to say. I have also found the line from the Ma family, but my daughter is indeed not in their hands."

When Ling Zhe ran for re-election this time, his biggest opponent was the Ma family.

As early as the first time after the child disappeared, Ling Zhe and his group had already investigated the Ma family. Even though he was suspected of stealing the child, it turned out that it was not in his hands.

If it were there, it would have been threatened by Ling Zhe to withdraw from the election, instead of making some small moves, fanning the flames, and trying to destroy Ling Zhe with scandals.

"I know, so I most suspect that my daughter was taken away by the people from Yincheng... I silenced over twenty mercenaries overnight, and their styles were very similar to those of the explosion in the hotel and implicated innocent people!"

Ning Xi clenched his fists, and a strong sense of hatred burst out from his eyes.

Zhan Hanjue was very pleased that Ning Xi turned his eyes to Yincheng: "Those people are indeed gloomy, and I have explored Ning Kai's tone."

"What did he say?"

Ning Xi's eyes were nervously wide, staring at him for a moment.

Zhan Hanjue raised his thin lips slightly and rubbed her hair top, but he did not intend to say too much to her: "The target of those people is me, and their daughter is the trump card in their hands. Until I am well, they will not do anything to their daughter. You should sit down the confinement period first and don't leave any disease."

"Did you have found Yincheng long ago?"

Ning Xi suddenly asked vigilantly.

Zhan Hanjue pursed his lips: "I said earlier that there is no country F, so my daughter can only be in Yincheng."

"Damn it!"

When Ning Xi thought of how he had spent so much effort to flee to Country F, he had not yet avoided those people's eyes and ears. He felt a little upset inside.

If I had known that she would have followed Ling Zhe to the Presidential Palace that night... I would have given birth to a child at the Presidential Palace, who could still steal it?

But now it will be useless to think about it anymore.

The protagonists of the banquet left one after another, and the feast ended quietly. Ning Xi had a dream that night, dreaming of a little girl wearing a pink vest and two little girls tied up to the sky, calling her mother sweetly.

When she woke up, she found that it was another dream.

I touched the cell phone at the head of the bed and looked at the time.

It was 4:30 in the morning.

There is also a missed call on the phone, which shows that the caller is Huang Bo.

While parting in the garden, she and Huang Bo exchanged numbers with each other and agreed to give Huang Bo another message, and she bought it at a high price.

I don’t know what Huang Bo is calling so late, but Ning Xi glanced at Zhan Hanjue who was lying beside him, secretly took his cell phone to the balcony, and called back Huang Bo’s number.

However, the busy voice was repeated over and over again, and no one answered it.

Ning Xi had no choice but to lie back on the bed in disgrace.
Chapter completed!