It's a coincidence that just after Wu Zhaochen escaped from the hands of three veteran shareholders, he met Ying Tianxiong in the elevator, and he could only say hello to Ying Tianxiong with a smile.
"Deputy Manager Wu, what a coincidence. I was preparing to find you just now, but I didn't expect to meet you here." A smile appeared on Ying Tianxiong's cold, arrogant and handsome face, and he smiled kindly at Wu Zhaochen.
Wu Zhaochen and Teng Weixiang were together. They had never had any personal relations with Ying Tianxiong and others. Apart from some dealings with the company on official matters, they really had no personal relations. After all, they were members of two different interest groups.
Wu Zhaochen walked into the elevator, and Ying Tianxiong helped Wu Zhaochen press the building number of his office. Wu Zhaochen thanked him and asked Ying Tianxiong what business he had with him.
"There's nothing else, I just want to ask how President Teng's injury is and what's the situation now?" Ying Tianxiong looked at Wu Zhaochen and asked with a smile.[
As for Ying Tianxiong's concern about Teng Weixiang's injury, in Wu Zhaochen's eyes, this is not a weasel-to-chicken mentality, so there is no good intention.
However, out of politeness, Wu Zhaochen still smiled and replied: "We don't need to worry about Wei Xiang's injury. Although he is still in a coma, the doctor said that Wei Xiang will not be alive and will wake up in a few days. "
"That's very good. There is always a problem in the company without a president to guard you. If President Teng can recover and come back, it will be great. I'm afraid..." A proud smile appeared on Ying Tianxiong's cold and arrogant face, but he did not continue. Go down.
Wu Zhaochen naturally knew what Ying Tianxiong wanted to say. Although he was a little angry, he still suppressed his anger and his tone became a little unfriendly and said: "Manager Ying, don't worry about this, Wei Xiangji has God's blessing." , he will definitely be fine."
Regarding Wu Zhaochen's answer, Ying Tianxiong just smiled coldly.
With a ding, the elevator door opened. Wu Zhaochen stepped out of the elevator, nodded slightly towards Ying Tianxiong, turned around and left.
"Deputy Manager Wu." Just when Wu Zhaochen turned to leave, Ying Tianxiong called Wu Zhaochen again.
Wu Zhaochen stood still, turned to look at Ying Tianxiong, and asked with a sneer: "Does Manager Ying have anything else to do?"
Ying Tianxiong ignored Wu Zhaochen's indifference, but smiled and said: "I don't know if Deputy Manager Wu has time tonight. I would like to treat Deputy Manager Wu to a meal. I wonder if Deputy Manager Wu would like to give me a compliment?"
"I'm sorry, I have to go to the hospital to visit Wei Xiang tonight. Thank you Manager Ying for your kindness. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Wu Zhaochen did not want to have too much contact with people like Ying Tianxiong, so he politely refused After that, he turned around and left quickly.
"Humph." Ying Tianxiong snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and closed the elevator door.
Zhan Lele's high fever persisted, and Xia Zixuan carefully guarded her side and helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead.
The old man walked in from outside. When he saw Zhan Lele still looking like that, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Yuxuan, has the kitten's fever gone down?" Although the old man knew that the situation was not good, he still asked.
Xia Zixuan shook her head slowly, stretched out her hand to gently caress Zhan Lele's forehead, and said with pity: "No, the fever still doesn't go away. I don't know if Lele suffered too much cold, so that's why... …”
Then Xia Zixuan looked at the old man again and asked: "By the way, master, have you gone to the police station to find out what happened with the murder weapon?"
When the murder weapon was mentioned, the old man thought about it and took out a transparent plastic bag from his pocket, which contained a small and exquisite throwing knife.
Seeing the flying knife, Xia Zixuan's expression immediately changed and she exclaimed: "Master, isn't this flying knife from Xiaomao'er?!"
The old man nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, this is indeed Xiaomaoer's flying knife. I have also checked the fingerprints on it. It is indeed Xiaomaoer's fingerprints." [
"How is this possible? How could a little kitten attack and kill Teng Weixiang? This makes no sense at all?!" Xia Yuxuan couldn't imagine Zhan Lele stabbing Teng Weixiang with a dagger and exclaimed.
The old man's expression was also solemn. He came to Zhan Lele's side, looked at Zhan Lele who still had a high fever, and sighed: "You don't believe it, and I certainly don't believe it, but the police do. , This is living evidence. Originally, they wanted to arrange for people to come here to monitor the kittens, but I firmly disagreed, so they did not force the arrangement."
"By the way, didn't you go to Teng Weixiang's place? What happened to him?" The old man was also worried about Teng Weixiang's safety and asked.
Xia Yuxuan said solemnly: "Teng Weixiang was hit by four knives in his body, which were fatal. But fortunately, these four knives did not hit Teng Weixiang's vital parts. He is lucky."
The old man's expression also changed. He stroked his chin with his hand and said, "What on earth is going on? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. Although Teng Weixiang's skills are not very good, he is still quite good. Even if It’s absolutely impossible for a kitten to stab him, right?”
"Master, let me make a bold guess. If it's really Xiaomao'er, with Teng Weixiang's trust in her, she will definitely have a chance..." Xia Yuxuan decided to take a bold test.
The old man immediately raised his hand and overturned Xia Zixuan's conclusion and said: "Absolutely impossible. How could the little kitten be a murderer? Even if you kill him, I won't believe it!"
"Mr. Teng... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Just as Xia Yuxuan and the old man were discussing what happened between Zhan Lele and Teng Weixiang, Zhan Lele opened his mouth to speak.
The two of them thought that Zhan Lele was about to wake up, so they hurriedly surrounded him, but saw that Zhan Lele was just talking nonsense.
"Mr. Teng... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Zhan Lele closed her eyes tightly and repeated these words.
Xia Yuxuan and the old man listened to this sentence carefully, but the expressions on their faces became extremely ugly. Zhan Lele actually said sorry to Teng Weixiang, so what happened between them and why Zhan Lele Le wants to keep saying sorry to him?!"
"Little kitten, wake up, I am senior sister, wake up quickly!" Xia Yuxuan, while Zhan Lele was still conscious, quickly stretched out her hand and patted Zhan Lele's body gently, shouting.
Perhaps because of Xia Yuxuan's call, Zhan Lele's eyelids trembled a few times, then slowly opened them.
"Master, the little kitten is awake! The little kitten is awake!" Xia Yuxuan hurriedly called to the old man.
Seeing Zhan Lele open his eyes, the old man couldn't help but shed his eyes, and choked up: "Little kitten... you... you really scared the master to death..."
After opening her eyes, Zhan Lele looked at Xia Yuxuan and the old man, but her eyes became confused and doubtful. She opened her lips, stared at Xia Yuxuan and asked, "Where is this, where am I?"
Xia Yuxuan quickly helped Zhan Lele up from the bed and said with a smile: "Little kitten, this is home, in our house."
"Our home?" Zhan Lele asked with doubtful eyes, and then looked around again, but his eyes were confused.
The old man saw something was wrong with Zhan Lele's expression. He hurriedly came to Zhan Lele's side and said, "Little kitten, this is our home. Have you forgotten that this is your bedroom?"
Zhan Lele shook his head slowly, then stared at the old man Han Bing and asked, "Who are you?"
"Who am I?!" When Zhan Lele asked the old man, he quickly pointed to his nose and said, "Little Kitty, I am the master, don't you even recognize me?"
"I don't know." Zhan Lele shook his head slowly, his eyes becoming unfamiliar and confused.[
"What about me, Xiaomaoer, don't you even recognize me?!" Xia Yuxuan was shocked, quickly turned Zhan Lele's face away, and shouted loudly.
Zhan Lele looked at Xia Yuxuan carefully, his confused eyes filled with joy, and then gradually disappeared, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know her."
Xia Yuxuan and the old man were stunned in shock. They looked at each other, then stared at Zhan Lele in unison and asked: "Little cat, what about you? Do you still remember your name?"
Zhan Lele raised his head slightly, as if thinking about his name, then shook his head in disappointment and said, "I don't remember."
Seeing Zhan Lele like this, Xia Yuxuan and the old man finally realized a terrible fact. Zhan Lele had lost her memory, and she had lost her memory so completely that she had even forgotten her own name.
Originally they planned to ask Zhan Lele about what happened between her and Teng Weixiang, but now it's better, they have to tell Zhan Lele about her past.
In the next few days, Zhan Lele would squat on the bed, hugging the quilt, curling up in the corner, staring straight at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking.
When the old man saw Zhan Lele like this, he was so heartbroken that he almost died.
"Master, you don't have to worry. The kitten may be suffering from fever temporarily, and it will be fine after a while." Xia Yuxuan quickly comforted the old man, and of course she was comforting herself.
After Xia Yuxuan's reminder, the old man immediately woke up. He looked at Zhan Lele, and then said anxiously to Xia Yuxuan: "Yuxuan, in this case, let's send Lele to the hospital quickly, so that we can get treatment as soon as possible. Isn’t that right?!”
Xia Yuxuan also had this idea, but when they tried to persuade Zhan Lele to get out of bed, Zhan Lele refused to get out of bed, and even looked very scared.
"Master, it seems that it is impossible for Xiaomao to see a doctor. Let's do this. I will invite the doctor over and let him treat Lele." Seeing that Zhan Lele really couldn't go to the hospital, Xia Yuxuan had no choice but to go to the hospital. Change the approach and bring the doctor over.