Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying frowned, only felt that this man seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"What happened?" The man came over, his sharp eyes fell on the old man.

The man moved his hands and feet, and he had the air of working hard in the business world for many years. The old man was swept away by his fierce eyes, and subconsciously shrank back. Yang Zhuoying took the opportunity to break free from his restraint.

The old man came back to his senses and found that Yang Zhuoying had escaped, a look of annoyance flashed across his face.

He is a professional touchmaker and has been in this business for more than ten years. He can tell who can be messed with and who can't be messed with at a glance. The owner of this luxury car is someone who is not easy to mess with. Compared with men, Yang Zhuoying It's someone who can be messed with.

Since there is no way to get benefits from the man with the luxury car, the only way to get it back is from Yang Zhuoying. It's just that she broke free just now and wanted to blackmail her. However, it is not difficult down him.

"My leg is broken. She pushed me down. You need to testify against me. I want to sue her for hurting others." The old man yelled while hugging his left foot.

Yang Zhuoying raised her eyebrows, did the old man rely on her?
The man glanced at the old man, frowned, and his voice was a little low, giving people a sense of oppression, "Your leg is broken?"

Under his gaze, the old man's eyes flickered, but he still nodded bravely, "Yes, sir."

"Then what do you want?" the man continued to ask.

Hearing this, the old man's heart moved, and he felt that the man wanted to stand up for Yang Zhuoying, so he said: "My leg is broken, so I won't be able to work in the future, and it will bring a burden to my family. She will be responsible for my medical expenses and living expenses." .”

"Then how much do you want?"

The old man was overjoyed, and raised a finger, wanting to say 1 yuan, when he heard a man's voice say, "One hundred, right, Lao Zhang will give him one hundred."

The driver, Lao Zhang, immediately took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and threw it to the old man, "Here, get the money, why don't you get up quickly, don't you want me to call someone?"

The old man stared at the one hundred yuan thrown on his chest, so angry that he couldn't even speak, he picked up the banknote and pretended to throw it back.

"Are you sending beggars away?"

"Wrong, usually I give beggars starting from 1000 yuan." Hearing what the old man said, the man replied solemnly.

Standing aside, Yang Zhuoying, who witnessed this scene, burst out laughing, this uncle is really talented.

Hearing Yang Zhuoying's laughter, the old man who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed to her in a gust of wind, tearing off her mask with one hand, revealing a face covered with red rashes.

"Ugly!" The old man tore off her mask, originally just wanting to see her face clearly, but who would have thought that her face would be so terrifying, almost frightened, he turned and ran away instinctively.

He was walking so fast that he completely forgot about pretending to be dead and blackmailing him. Seeing him walking like flying, the driver was dumbfounded, oh shit, it turns out that this old guy is really a fool.

Yang Zhuoying, whose mask was lifted, squatted down at a loss to pick up the mask that fell on the ground. A gust of wind blew the mask up and flew towards the man.

The man reached out to catch the mask and handed it to Yang Zhuoying.

"Thank you." Yang Zhuoying quickly caught it with both hands, quickly put on the mask, then took off her sunglasses, and nodded to the man to apologize.

The man was slightly taken aback, looking at her pair of crystal clear black eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Putting on a mask, she was so beautiful and charming, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, it was fascinating.

The man stared at Yang Zhuoying absentmindedly, as if he was looking at someone through her. Suddenly, his eyes fell on her palm inadvertently, and his eyes sank suddenly.

"You are hurt."

Yang Zhuoying looked down and saw blood oozing from the palm, which should have been injured when the palm was propped on the ground when she fell down on the ground in order to push away the old man just now.

"It's okay, just go back and apply some medicine later." Yang Zhuoying said indifferently, planning to leave.

The man reached out and grabbed her arm, "I'll take you to the hospital."

After all, without waiting for Yang Zhuoying to agree, he forced her into the car.

"Wait a minute." Yang Zhuoying reached out to press the car door and wanted to get out of the car. Since she was taken away by Gu Chengze in the car that time, she has developed resistance to sharing a car with strangers.

Suddenly, a business card appeared in front of him.

Yang Zhuoying's eyes were suddenly attracted by the content on the business card.

Chu Xiong, Director of Chu Group.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, this man could not be Chu Shen's father, could he?

No wonder she felt that this man seemed familiar. If you look carefully, he looks like the middle-aged version of Chu Shen.

Chu Xiong sat down beside her, "This is my business card, I'm not a bad person, but you will get hurt, more or less because of me, please give me a chance to do something for you."

Seeing that he said this, Yang Zhuoying was too embarrassed to refuse, besides, she had been famous for Chu Xiong for a long time, so she just took this opportunity to get to know him.

In Chu Shen's mouth, Chu Xiong is an unqualified husband, son, and father.

According to Zhang Xueshan, Chu Xiong is a playboy, a scumbag who has made many women abandon their husbands and children for him.

It's just that the first impression he gave Yang Zhuoying was that he was a man full of wisdom and gentlemanly demeanor. Being with him would make people feel very comfortable. He had the smell of a father in him.

The hospital where Chu Xiong took Yang Zhuoying to bandage was a private clinic run by a friend of his.

When the doctor treated her wound, he told her not to touch the water after applying the medicine, and to apply the medicine on time. Chu Xiong said intentionally or unintentionally that the doctor's specialty is cosmetology, and you can ask him for any questions about cosmetology.

It took Yang Zhuoying a while to realize that Chu Xiong must have seen the rash on her face and wanted to help her, but he was afraid that she would think too much, so he asked her to take the initiative to ask a friend to diagnose her.

After hesitating for a while, she still took off the mask, "Doctor, my face has become like this, can you fix it?"

The doctor first looked at her face, and then gave her a pulse: "You have become like this, it should be because you have taken something that contains toxins, as long as you clear up the toxins in your body, your face will slowly recover, then you can Do you know what poison you have been poisoned by?"

Yang Zhuoying shook her head. If she knew, she would have found someone to prepare the antidote. How could she have forgotten!
Fang Lang.

At the beginning, He Junlin was poisoned by A Midsummer Night's Dream. If it wasn't for the lack of several important medicinal ingredients, he would have helped him develop the medicine to restore memory. Now that she has become like this, he should be able to help her, right?

"If you don't know what kind of poison you got, is there no way to detoxify it?" Chu Xiong asked.

"It's not completely impossible, but it will take a long time, and if the time is too long, it may cause damage to her body." The doctor said with reservations.

Yang Zhuoying's heart sank, "You mean, if I don't take the antidote as soon as possible, my life will be in danger?"

"Just now, I took your pulse and found that you have been poisoned by a rather overbearing poison, which will not only damage your appearance, but also almost kill you, right?" the doctor guessed.