Sheng Shimo didn't speak. He sat in the empty villa hall, buried his head deeply, and didn't know what kind of expression it was.

Surrounded by bodyguards searching around, he was as one with the darkness, falling into a dead silence, like a stone carving about to collapse.

But in just a few days, Sheng Shimo has lost a big circle.

Bai Youning watched with his own eyes how he supported him in pain, and couldn't help but recall the words of Lao Shujing just now.

One death and one life are like eternal opposites of light and shadow. The brighter the light, the lighter the shadow. On the contrary, the more obvious the shadow, the darker the light.

Due to the impact of those CDs, Wen churan stayed up all night, drooping his heavy eyelids and sitting listlessly on the bed.

At this time, the iron door was suddenly knocked.

Curious, who is so polite?

You know, even those Filipino maids never knock when they enter her bedroom.

"Come in!"

With a click, the lock outside was opened. Then the door was pushed open and a slightly fat figure came in.

Wen churan looked at the old man standing in front of him. His hair was gray, wearing glasses and a white coat. He was smiling very kindly.

She was suddenly surprised that she was sleepy.

"It's you!"

Isn't the old man in front of you the old professor who was going to help Sheng Shimo treat asthma?

She also met him once in Sheng's family!

"It's me. Miss Wen, long time no see. " The old man smiled and nodded.

Knock! The old man really had a problem. Under the guise of helping Sheng Shimo treat asthma, it turned out that the real target was her!

"You're with that pervert!" Wen churan asked an answer to the question in front of her.

"Mr. H? you 're right. I brought your soul back for you. "

Help?

Wen churan found that the old man had one thing in common with Xia Qian - no matter what he said or did, he looked very calm

It makes people look... Very sincere.

Wen churan looked at the old man from beginning to end, and then regretted, "tut tut tut! I think you are very professional. You should be a doctor even if you are not a professor! Why do doctors still help bad people to kill others? Won't your conscience hurt? Where did you put medical ethics? "

The old man was not angry, but still smiled. "Miss Wen, just because I am a doctor, I have to try my best to treat my patients."

"Huh? Who is your patient? "

"Mr. h is a patient I have been treating for many years, and you... Are his best medicine. I helped the patient find good medicine. Didn't the doctor do it? "

Knock! What logic is this?

Wen churan has been silly.

She found that as long as it was the Pervert's men, they all had three wrong views and were very distorted!

How on earth did he say such a thing?!

Wen churan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He stretched himself out and lay down on the bed. "If you're not going to let me go, don't come to see me at all. I'm very blocked!"

The old man smiled and didn't speak again. After a moment of silence, he turned and left.

Standing outside the bedroom, he smiled and muttered "Ruoshui Jun, long time no see."

He thought of Ruoshui Jun ten thousand years ago, who was always dressed in plain clothes, took the palm wind as the sword, and stood in the bamboo forest. He was so energetic and valiant.

It's night.

After Wen churan finished the dinner sent by the Filipino maid, he felt hot and dry all over his body. As soon as he touched his cheek, it was as hot as a fever.

She suddenly lost her strength and collapsed on the bed. Her whole body seemed to be licked by fire. She couldn't help but snort in pain.