Chapter 3585 (2/2)
”Well.” Wu San takes up the porridge bowl on the table.
”By the way.” Wu Zimin thought of something and said: ”this morning, I heard that Liao Miaomiao had been transferred to a mental hospital yesterday.”
”Mental hospital?” Wu sanshao is slightly shocked at the sound.
”Well, it seems that her mother's suicide hit her a little bit hard.” Wu Zimin nodded and said: ”the appraisal organization has made a detailed report, which has confirmed that it is a mental problem.”
”Oh.” Wu San nods less and recalls Liao Miaomiao's situation that night. It seems that it's not normal.
A person who has driven himself and his family to the brink of death, finally, he is crazy.
When I think about it, I'm left with a sigh.
”It's really thanks to the dragon master this time.” Wu Zimin said, ”elder brother, you'd better be polite to the mother of the dragon family later.”
”I see. Are you bored?” Wu sanshao hears the voice and looks unnatural.
As impatient as a child who has been picked up and scolded wrongly, there is even a sense of anger.
“……” Wu Zimin had to shrug his shoulders and shudder at the sound.
”You go to the hospital today and see how your second brother is doing.” Wu sanshao said, ”tell him that I may not be able to pass today.”
”Good.” Wu Zimin nodded and promised.
After finishing this bowl of porridge, Wu sanshao got up and said, ”I'll go back to my room and have a rest.”
”Go.” Wu Zimin looked at Wu sanshao's bruises and said, ”have a good rest.””Well.” Wu San left the table and went upstairs.
Back in his bed, Wu sanshao's mood is a little complicated.
Originally, he wanted to go to the hospital in the morning, or at least in the afternoon.
But I don't want to be seen by Wu Er Shao.
Raised his hand and touched his present, Wu sanshao took a deep breath, his heart was very complex.
What's the matter
I only hope that when I go to Cheng's house in the afternoon, these eyes can recover to the point where I can see.
He didn't want to be like a woman.
Shame!
Meanwhile, at Cheng's house.
Cheng's mother has already used breakfast and finished dressing up.
Although a head of green silk has become full of white hair after years of baptism, but some of the delicacy is indispensable.
A cheongsam hand embroidered turnbuckle, a orchid quietly blooms in the skirt, the lines are well drawn, the exquisite embroidery is amazing, the skirt is fretting, as if the breeze is blowing, the orchid is also more flexible.
The fingers that turn the book are long, although the skin on the back of the hand is no longer smooth and delicate, it is still white.
On the thumb, the blue finger is a deep color precipitated by history.
When Dangdang three, the door was knocked.
”Come in.” The eyes did not leave the book, and the master mother's voice of Cheng family was a little lazy.
The door was pushed open, and the man in the door was in his twenties, dressed in a light suit, with a touch of competence in the gentleness.
”Master mother.” The man nodded respectfully after entering the door.
”What's the matter?” Cheng's mother asked casually, turning a page with her fingertips.
Sandalwood curls up in the study, mixed with tea fragrance, making people feel at ease.
”I have an appointment this morning, and I will be back in the afternoon.” The man said, ”if anything, call me back at any time.”
”I see.” Cheng's mother looked up and asked the man, ”who did you ask to talk to?”
The finger is slightly introverted on the side of the body, the man pretends to be relaxed, and tries to answer in a natural and gentle tone: ”it's an acquaintance who has known me for many years. Unexpectedly, I learned that I came to Z City, and I've been warmly invited.”