Shen Qianshu knew for the first time that Yeling had an exclusive psychiatrist. She was a beautiful woman. Zhong ran had considerable respect and closeness for her. It seemed that she had known each other for a long time.

Yeling slept in the past and did not wake up. Bo Yi asked, "Miss Shen, what is the inducement of a Ling?"

Shen Qianshu thought of the box. She hurriedly went upstairs and took out the box. There were beautiful blood roses in it, but they were not broken. Under the light, the brooch looked more chic, such as dripping blood roses, lifelike.

Beautiful things are always touching. As Bo Yiren was about to take over the box, Shen Qianshu took it away. "Mr. just asked me if I had touched it, and I said that I had touched it, and he became ill."

Bo Yiren retracted his hand and frowned. The blood rose was obviously an inducement.

Zhong ran, "after Da Shao returned home, his condition improved a lot. The expert team in Paris said that Da Shao's condition worsened. After returning home, he almost didn't get sick. I thought... I thought his condition improved. According to people, what's the situation with Da Shao?"

Bo Yiren said, "ah Ling may have touched the shadow of his heart and remembered some terrible things. This bloodthirsty rose should be of great significance to him... Miss Shen, where did this come from?"

"From a... Friend." Shen Qianshu's heart cooled. She suddenly stood up, "sorry, excuse me."

She hurried upstairs, took her cell phone, and dialed master's number. She still didn't know Master's last name, but only her master. But she knew that master was in the ghost city, and her status was extraordinary. At least she had a close relationship with the ghost city. Otherwise, her identity could not be explained.

Why, is it unintentional or intentional to give her such a gift.

Gu Yuanli answered the phone, "xiaoshumiao, this is the first time you have taken the initiative to call me."

"Master, what is the gift you gave me?"

"A brooch, what's the matter?"

"Where did you come from?"

"I went to Johannesburg. I liked the treasures of a collector. I thought of you at the first glance. He just owes me a life. This gift is given to me. What's the problem?"

Her nose was a little sour. "Master, don't lie to me."

Her voice, with a trace of crying, she couldn't believe master. This scene was too terrible for her to gamble.

"Little sapling, what's the matter with you? If you don't like it, then return it. It's a waste of master's heart."

Shen Qianshu drew a tissue and wiped his tears. "Master, I have something else to do. Hang up first."

When Yeling wakes up, ask again what happened.

Downstairs, Zhong ran and Bo Yiren didn't know what they were talking about. Seeing her downstairs, they stopped talking. Shen Qianshu felt a dull pain in her heart. She seemed to have made trouble, but she was unintentional. She didn't like the feeling of being excluded.

Zhong ran was also unintentional, but he stopped talking for a moment. At this sensitive moment, Shen Qianshu had an impulse to cry, and his grievance exploded.

She even envies Bo Yiren. She is a psychiatrist of Yeling. She must know the past of Yeling, no matter how big or small, why she got sick, what shadows she experienced, all of which she can't know.

Bo Yiren said, "Miss Shen, don't worry. I just told Zhong ran that I haven't seen me since I returned home. I want to control my condition. I'm very nervous when I receive a call today."