Chapter 371

Ouyang Ye's men are very quick. Just as he ordered, he immediately surrounded the Zhou family.

It's just that the Zhou family is always a powerful family, which is quite as powerful as the Ouyang family. If Ouyang Ye wants to surround the Zhou family openly, the Zhou family will definitely give him some color to see. Therefore, Ouyang Ye doesn't dare to be arrogant. He just tells everyone to surround the Zhou family privately and pay attention to the whereabouts of the people in the Zhou family secretly.

In order to avoid Zhou Xingchen getting in touch with Zhou's family by letter or email, Ouyang ye even bribed several servants in order to know the whereabouts of Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia as soon as possible.

Just did not expect, waiting for, but not Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia whereabouts of the news, but another, he did not expect the news.

In the brightly lit room, the man's voice is a little gloomy. He holds the mobile phone in his hand and makes some effort. His deep eyes are slightly narrowed. It seems that he can't hear the conversation on the other end of the phone clearly. He repeats: "what do you say?"

It's night, Zhou family.

Without Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia, the night of the Zhou family seems a little lonely and lonely. Knowing that Zhou Xingchen is OK, Zhou's father goes out to the United States to handle official business, and Liang Ruian is the only one left in the Zhou family.

The room was quiet. The dim yellow light was shining lazily in the living room. Liang Ruian curled up her hair. She looked dignified and elegant. Her eyes drooped slightly. She stretched out her hand to take a sip of the warm water that the servant had given her. Her eyes looked at the woman who had been standing beside her with the tray.

She waved her hand, some casually repulsed the woman, "you go down first, I'll call you when something happens."

After the woman walked away, Liang Ruian lowered her eyelids and slowly walked into the room. Turning on the light in the room, she found a white medicine box from the drawer.

Under the light, the white medicine box was startlingly white.

Taking out the pills, Liang Ruian repressed the crazy beat of his heart and swallowed the cold water mixed with it.

This kind of feeling, too painful, too tormenting, simply thought that in the next second she could die.

I don't know how long it's going to take. Covering his heart, Liang Ruian's head has been dripping with cold sweat. Calmly waiting for his heart to return to its normal frequency, Liang Ruian is relieved.

She pursed her lips, let the cold sweat across the pale face, gently supported the table, some slowly climbed up the bed.

I don't know how long and when this torture will end... Will she be able to wait until the day when Liang Jia is pregnant.

Outside the window, in the moonlight, a black car quietly stops at Liang Ruian's window, motionless. In some deep space inside the car, the man is making a phone call.

He stared at the woman in front of him and climbed into bed. The man spoke to the man on the other end of the phone with gloomy eyes: "young master, we have found something. Although it is not related to the whereabouts of Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia, I think we should report it to you."

It's too strange that this woman should start taking a kind of Medicine on time at 7 o'clock every day, and every time she eats, she has to sleep for two hours. Moreover, this situation seems to be getting more and more serious.

Although this has nothing to do with Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia, he always feels it necessary to report to master Ouyang. After all, it's too unusual.

On the other end of the phone, Ouyang Ye sat at his desk, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers tapping on the desk unconsciously, "are you serious? Does she really take medicine every day? And it's seven o'clock every time? "

If he didn't guess wrong... Liang Ruian concealed this matter from Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen. After all, she didn't happen at all before.

The finger tapping on the desk didn't stop. Ouyang Ye gently raised his lips at the end of the phone. "I know. I'll leave it to you. Make sure to find out what her illness is. Maybe... "

It may be of great use in the future.

Ouyang Ye's eyes are a little lazy. His hands slightly support his face. He looks at the screen of his mobile phone which he turns off casually and slowly evokes a smile.

Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia here have no idea what happened between the Zhou family and Ouyang Ye. They are only worried about one thing.

In a private hospital in New York, Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen sat uneasily on the side of the diagnosis room, waiting for the doctor's final reply.

The smell of disinfectant is very strong. The ward is very clean and tidy. The water blue curtain slowly tears out a corner with the breeze, making the whole office bright.There was no one in the diagnosis room, only an old German doctor who had been taking care of Liang Jia. He was looking for something. It seemed that he wanted to extract important information from a pile of folders and show them to Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen.

Liang Jia's heart beat very fast, and her palm didn't know when it was already pouring out a layer of sweat.

Zhou Xingchen frowned and stared at Liang Jia's pale face. His hands moved and covered Liang Jia's cool white hand.

He raised his lips and held Liang Jia's hand tightly. It seemed that he was comforting Liang Jia and himself. He said in a soft voice, "don't be nervous."

In fact, it's impossible not to be nervous. Zhou Xingchen's heart is really nervous, but this kind of tension is quickly suppressed by him. After all, it's Zhou Xingchen. Even if he is nervous, he can still go without waves.

The old doctor seemed to find something from the document at last. His eyes flashed over the small lines of English. His look suddenly softened. He turned back to the seat of the attending doctor and handed the folder to Zhou Xingchen.

"Zhou Shao, I have read your diagnosis and treatment report. This is the result of your diagnosis and treatment. It seems that your trip to New York is very fruitful."

The old German doctor spoke fluent Chinese and flipped the English report on Zhou Xingchen's hand. Liang Jia pursed her lips. Although she could hear the old doctor's tone was relaxed, she could not help feeling a little nervous.

After all, this is the only regret in her life.

Liang Jia lowered her eyes and didn't dare to read the English report. Zhou Xingchen's hand was a little tight.

Although Zhou Xingchen's face was calm, if Liang Jia's mind was clear at the moment, he would also be able to detect that Zhou Xingchen's fingers were shaking. His attentive eyes moved back and forth with the old German doctor's hand page by page. At the moment when the paper stopped, Zhou Xingchen's breathing could not help slowing down.