The ward was quiet, An Zhisu was sleeping quietly, and Ye Lancheng was sitting next to him. He didn't hold a video conference today, nor did he read the documents Gao Qi sent him early in the morning. He was just sitting, waiting for someone, someone certain.
People who will come.
Time passed by minute by second, and there was an expected knock on the door in silence. Lao Jiu pushed the door open and walked in with a long-lost smile on his face: "Young Master, he is here."
Ye Lancheng hummed.
Lao Jiu left and soon invited people in.
Thorne's tall figure walked into the ward. He was only slightly shorter than Ye Lancheng. He could be as equal as Ye Lancheng by wearing some heeled leather shoes. Ye Lancheng sat on the sofa and raised his eyelids slightly. Even though he was sitting,
He has a cold and terrifying aura.
Thorne also looked at him. This was the first time he had seen Ye Lanchen himself. As reported by the media, he was a cold and unhuman man. You seemed to not see any emotion in him.
But Thorne knew that he cared about the life of the woman on the bed as much as he cared about his eyes.
After a moment of silence, Ye Lancheng slowly stood up and walked directly out of the ward without exchanging a word.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill her?" Seeing how relieved Thorne was, he couldn't help but speak first.
"She has one less hair, and An Tingnuan has one less finger." Ye Lancheng didn't even give him the peripheral vision, he raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Ordinary people can only live if they don't eat or drink.
It lasted three days, and now it’s been 24 hours.”
Ye Lancheng's speech was so short and direct. In just two sentences, he once again conveyed two messages to Thorne.
Thorne's palms inserted into his pants pockets slightly tightened into fists. Ye Lancheng was reminding himself that An Tingnuan had not eaten or drank for 24 hours.
Ye Lancheng walked out with peace of mind. He also knew very well that Thorne would not let others see how he woke An Zhisu up, so he did not waste time talking to Thorne.
The door behind him was closed. Thorne took a deep breath and then breathed again. He calmed down his worries about An Tingnuan and walked towards the hospital bed step by step.
An Zhisu was still immersed in that dream, which kept repeating that she collided with a car, the other driver got out of the car, knocked on her window and talked to her, she left her contact information, and the other person bent his neck
, a cross pendant slipped out from between her slender neck, she watched the pendant sway, and then repeated it again and again.
"An Zhisu..."
Suddenly, someone called her name on the quiet road. She suddenly looked at the car window on the other side. A terrifying face was pasted on the window glass, terrifying and ferocious, like a vampire with fangs exposed, trying hard.
He broke through the car window and tried to drain her blood.
An Zhisu screamed in horror, and his sleeping eyes opened instantly.
There was still fear in her pupils, and her mouth was still slightly open, but no sound came out of her throat. The scream she heard turned out to be just a dream.
The familiar smell of the ceiling and disinfectant made her know where she was in an instant. She still stared, her pupils constricted, and couldn't help but start to recall what happened.
She went to the hospital to visit Grandma Xu, and went to have dinner with Xu Baozhu. In Xu Baozhu's neck...
"You're awake." The memory was suddenly interrupted, and An Zhisu looked at the speaker in shock.
It was a face that was completely unfamiliar to her. It had a strong outline and three-dimensional features. It was obviously an oriental face, but it gave her a mixed-race feeling. When it didn't speak, it was like a sculpture, lifelike but lacking in spirituality.
.
An Zhisu felt that this face looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it. She tried her best to recall and asked, "Who are you?"
A slight smile appeared on Thorne's face, and he answered the question: "Don't you remember? You have been in a coma for several days."
"What!" An Zhisu was startled, and his voice was slightly raised: "How come I was unconscious for so long? What happened? Why don't I remember."
The sound was so loud that everyone outside could hear it. Thorne frowned slightly, but before he could ask more questions, Ye Lancheng had already walked in.
"Ah Cheng." Seeing Ye Lancheng, An Zhisu almost jumped out of bed, nervous and scared.
Ye Lancheng came over and hugged her.
"A Cheng, who is he? He said that I have been in coma for a few days. What happened to me? Why can't I remember it?" An Zhisu got into Ye Lancheng's arms. He was very scared, and his face was full of unknown things.
fear.
Ye Lancheng looked at Thorn sharply.
Thorne smiled and spread his hands, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Mr. Ding is really good at it." Ye Lancheng squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
The little wife in her arms suddenly trembled and looked at Thorne tremblingly: "You...are...Ding Qi!"
Her voice was trembling, and her trembling teeth were knotted, as if she were in an ice cellar at dozens of degrees below zero.
Thorne smiled gently and warmly: "Who is Ding Qi? I'm afraid you two have recognized the wrong person. My name is Thorne, a partner and psychiatrist at Fern Psychological Clinic in London, England. I am a British person."
Ye Lancheng's disdainful sneer escaped from between his teeth: "Sorry, forgive my blindness, you have black hair and eyes, I really didn't notice that you are of hybrid blood."
The gentle smile on Thorn's face froze instantly, as if it was frozen by Ye Lancheng's words.
An Zhisu buried in Ye Lancheng's arms:...
He scolds people so well, but people who read a lot are different.
"Where is Tingnuan?" Knowing that his words were no more poisonous than Ye Lancheng's, Thorne stopped humiliating himself and directly asked about An Tingnuan's whereabouts.
"I'm not a policeman, how do I know?" Ye Lancheng came and asked questions.
Thorne's eyes widened: "You actually broke your promise!"
"Did I promise you anything?" Ye Lancheng asked, confused, and looked at Lao Jiu who was standing at the door.
Lao Jiu's head shook like a fan.
Thorne was almost furious when he saw that the master and servant were not going to fulfill their terms.
"It's the police's job to find someone. If Dr. Thorne suspects that An Tingnuan has been kidnapped, he can call the police. By the way, you can experience the effectiveness of our national police. I think it will be higher than yours in the UK." Ye Lancheng is that kind of person.
He rarely likes to stab others with his words. He has time to talk and make the other party beg for mercy with the movement of his fingers. But Thorne stabs him with words first, and he won't be polite. If I can't stab him to death, I lose.
Thorne was almost stabbed and bled. How could he have thought that Ye Lancheng was a scoundrel? He woke up An Zhisu and handed over An Tingnuan. Isn't this the default condition?
You actually regretted it, do you still want shame?
Thorne really wants to expose this scoundrel Ye Lancheng and let the masses know that he is a villain, a hypocrite, and a shameless person who doesn't keep his word!
"Dr. Thorne, the emergency number in our country is 110. Do you need my help to dial it?" Lao Jiu was very good at cooperating with Ye Lancheng, weakly finishing the attack.
Thorne took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Ye Lancheng must not have dared to kill An Tingnuan. He must have deliberately angered him. He must not panic and must be steady.
Thinking of this, Thorne finally calmed down, gave Ye Lancheng a sinister look of "we'll see", turned around and strode away without asking where An Tingnuan was.