Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 107

"While the Luo family seems prosperous on the surface, internal conflicts have gradually intensified with the death of Mr. Luo. As the legal heir, Mrs. Luo is in a weak position."

Evan paused, took two steps forward, tilted his head and whispered in Lingchuan's ear: "You need us."

It sounds like a provocation, but it is the truth.

"What help can you provide us?" Ling Chuan asked back.

Luo’s problems arise at the leadership level, not at the grassroots level.

Even if talented people come in and take control, it won’t be of any help.

The corners of Evan's lips curled up slightly, as if everything was under his control.

He said slowly, "But you're already moved, aren't you?"

Ling Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He called his assistant and said to Ning Ruochu: "Madam, Mr. Evan and I have something to discuss. Let my assistant take you downstairs to rest first."

After introducing the members, Ling Chuan did not translate any more.

Ning Ruochu understood and had already made up his mind.

According to the standards of the Security Bureau's special operations team, three major groups are required: leaders, operatives, and technicians.

Morrison Ward's identity is obvious. The configuration of the two scientific researchers indicates that they specialize in different areas. There is also a hacker behind him who provides information. He should be the servant who accidentally bumped into Ning Ruchu just now, and this Mr. "Evan" is naturally the leader.

The proportion of operatives is slightly smaller, and Mrs. Evan's identity also surfaced.

Ning Ruochu raised his eyebrows.

It's quite interesting.

Ling Chuan had already instructed his assistant. Ning Ruochu nodded slightly: "Then I won't bother Secretary Ling anymore."

……

In the guest room, Dong Qingran touched her swollen ankle.

"Young lady, you'd better not move until the doctor comes. I've asked someone to get you an ice pack."

The one who spoke was the Dong family's housekeeper.

Dong Qingran sighed in annoyance and asked him, "Where's my mother?"

The housekeeper replied: "Miss, she is still talking to Master Luo."

The Dong family was invited to the funeral this time, and although their names were not explicitly signed, we knew who was invited.

Mr. Dong has a son and a daughter. His son manages the company's affairs and often travels abroad on business trips.

The daughter is Dong Qingran’s mother. She married into the Hill family of the Oliveland Group more than 20 years ago. She returned to China with her daughter a few days ago. I heard that she would stay here for a while.

Dong Qingran felt even more upset, and her restless mood made her unable to bear to stay here.

I tried to stand up, but the pain in my ankle became more severe and I fell back down on the sofa.

"If you sprain your ankle, you must rest well and not walk on the ground."

A soft voice sounded outside the door. Dong Qingran looked up in confusion and met Ning Ruchu's clear and innocent gaze.

She walked in, squatted in front of Dong Qingran, and calmly lifted up the latter's foot, looking at the swelling on her ankle.

Butler Dong originally thought that it was a young lady from some family who came to show her affection to Dong Qingran.

Now seeing her somewhat presumptuous behavior, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward to stop her, and shouted: "Miss, please be careful!"

Zhou Yun strode forward and said, "This is the current head of the Luo family, Madam Luo. Please show the most basic respect."

She was only in her early thirties, had been working in the workplace for many years, and was Ling Chuan's secretary. She had long since developed an inhuman aura and innate prestige.

Butler Dong opened his eyes slightly, a little surprised.

A seemingly rude and impolite little girl turned out to be Mrs. Luo!

The main reason is that Ning Ruchu's face is too confusing. At the age of 23, he gives people the feeling of a junior high school student.

"I was rude, please forgive me, madam." Butler Dong apologized in a low voice.

Ning Ruochu shook her head and said sympathetically: "It's okay, you are also worried about your young lady."

She gently moved Dong Qingran's feet and changed the angle.

"It's really serious."

Butler Dong frowned, "The young lady just sprained her ankle accidentally. I asked the Luo family's servant to get an ice pack, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Today is a big event for the Luo family, so it's normal that you're too busy." Ning Ruochu stood up and stared at Dong Qingran, "I know a folk remedy that can quickly heal sprains. Miss Dong, do you want to try it?"

Dong Qingran raised her eyebrows.

She had not been in China for long and did not know some of the rumors here.

I know something about Luo Zhouheng because his influence is so great that even his father was shocked.

Such a powerful person, his wife must be an extraordinary person as well.

Dong Qingran nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Luo."

She really couldn't stand the pain.

Ning Ruochu turned around and told Zhou Yun, "Bring me a porcelain plate, a bottle of strong liquor, and a candle."

The three things that seemed to have nothing to do with each other confused everyone present.

The voice paused, Ning Ruochu coughed softly, tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and squeezed out two tears.

"But no matter how I tried to dissuade him, Ah Heng was unwilling to cancel the engagement. I know that Miss Sheng had a falling out with him because of this matter, and I felt very guilty about it, but I never had a chance to explain to Miss Sheng."

She stepped forward slightly and excitedly held Sheng Qianwei's hand.

"I didn't expect you to come here on your own initiative!"

A crack appeared on Sheng Qianwei's pretty face.

I didn't expect Ning Ruchu to be so eloquent.

She started from a weak position, and Ning Ruchu followed suit.

She said that the marriage was not voluntary, and Ning Ruochu emphasized that it was Luo Zhouheng who insisted on it.

With one move, Ning Ruchu took the initiative and gained the advantage.

It also makes Sheng Qianwei look like a clown.

But she didn't intend to give up and continued to add fuel to the fire: "It's a pity that Ah Heng is dead. There is no point in saying all this. Besides, all of this should have been yours."

Ning Ruochu looked around the villa.

Sheng Qianwei wanted to prove that Luo Zhouheng was in love with her, and Ning Ruchu helped her by using magic to defeat magic.

What's more, reality is always hurtful.

The smile on Sheng Qianwei's face froze, jealousy surged in her heart, and her eyes stared at Ning Ruchu.

These words completely hit her sore spot.

Three years ago, the Luo family's land reclamation and island building project was completed, and Mr. Luo gave the best Pearl Island to Luo Zhouheng as his private property.

It was during a visit to Mr. Luo that Sheng Qianwei happened to hear him mention that Mingzhu Island was to be used as Luo Zhouheng's wedding house.

When the villa was completed, she even sighed: "The scenery of Pearl Island is so beautiful, it must be very happy to live there. I really envy Zhou Heng and his wife."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Luo directly invited her to visit the completed villa.

Let her take the Luo Group’s yacht to enjoy the island scenery.

Sheng Qianwei thought that her marriage was imminent. When Mr. Luo's health was failing and he urged Luo Zhouheng to get married, she was certain that person would be her.

Unexpectedly, the person who moved in was a worthless country girl, who forced her to leave.

Ning Ruochu stared at Sheng Qianwei with her dark, round, bright almond eyes, and asked with concern: "Miss Sheng, are you okay? Why do you look so bad?"

"I..." Sheng Qianwei had just uttered a word when she suddenly felt a chill under her feet. She lowered her head and looked down, and saw a black object clinging to her legs, slowly climbing up.

Sheng Qianwei focused her eyes and after recognizing what it was, her pupils shrank. She jumped onto the sofa without caring about her image and let out a deafening scream.

"what--!"

The housekeeper and the servants were all frightened, and Ning Ruchu immediately withdrew his hand in shock.

Sheng Qianwei pointed at her calf, "Scorpion... Scorpion!!"

She stomped on the sofa frantically, shaking her legs.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of the scorpion.

Sheng Qianwei was frightened and frantically pointed at the servants who were watching, and said in a commanding tone: "Get it down for me now!!"

Some people wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by Butler Chen.

"Everyone, don't act rashly. That scorpion is poisonous. I'll contact a specialist to deal with it right away!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sheng Qianwei's tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

Fear gripped her heart like an icy poisonous snake, making it impossible for her to breathe.

He actually calmed down, standing there stiffly, not daring to move at all.

Instead, it gave the scorpion a chance, and its stinger pierced into the skin and came out in an instant.

Sheng Qianwei only felt a momentary sting, and the nerves in her calves gradually became numb.

Before Butler Chen's call could be made, the door of the villa was opened again, and a team with tight security came in at the right time.

Seeing the black object on Sheng Qianwei's leg, they hurried over and surrounded Ning Ruchu.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am. We will handle it as soon as possible!"

Sheng Qianwei felt like she had found a savior. The tears that she had been holding back due to fear began to flow again. She collapsed and yelled, "Get it away from me quickly!!"

Ning Ruochu seemed to be frightened by Sheng Qianwei's reaction. She trembled and curled up in a corner of the sofa, pointing at the scorpion with a black body and an exceptionally thick tail with a worried look.

"That was given to me by Ah Heng. You must not hurt it!"

"Then what should I do?!" Sheng Qianwei was gradually losing her mind and yelled at the special personnel: "What are you still standing there for? Kill her quickly!!"

The special personnel stayed where they were, staring at the poisonous scorpion without blinking.

They had never seen this species before and didn't understand its personality or toxicity, but the way it wielded its pincers was obvious that it was in fighting mode.

The leader reminded: "Miss Sheng, please calm down."

"How can you ask me to calm down?!" Sheng Qianwei's eyes were bloodshot.

She was brought up in pampered circumstances, and if she got hurt, her family would take care of her for a long time. How could she withstand such stimulation?

It is true that Western medicine is the mainstream today, but the breakthroughs it has made in the field of medical skills are still not comparable to those of traditional Chinese medicine.

It’s just that Chinese medicine has a variety of methods, and some of them have no reasonable scientific basis, so not many people believe in them.

Butler Chen led Ran Yunqing to a room on the first floor.

The space is a bit small, with only one bed, which was temporarily assembled.

"If there is anything that Doctor Ran needs, please feel free to ask."

Due to his occupational disease, Ran Yunqing put on a mask skillfully and walked forward quickly.

I caught a glimpse of her face from the corner of my eye and thought it looked familiar.

She suppressed her doubts and examined the wound carefully.

The black and purple marks spread over the entire calf, causing poisoning and edema. The flesh and blood were rotting centered at the sting site, and black blood was oozing out.

The piles of rotten flesh gave off a foul odor, which was very scary.

Butler Chen glanced at his watch and said, "It has been nearly four hours since Miss Sheng was poisoned."

Sheng?
Ran Yunqing suddenly turned his head and looked carefully at the face of the person on the bed.

Isn't this Sheng Qianwei? !

She read her Weibo several times when the trending search came out, but she only reacted now because of the beauty filter.

The hand that was about to take the pulse stopped immediately, and Ran Yunqing looked hesitant.

In the end, he couldn't bear to cut out the rotten flesh on her leg and give Sheng Qianwei an acupuncture.

The last needle fell, and the fingertips twisted it lightly, and black blood oozed out from the silver needle.

The unpleasant and disgusting smell made Butler Chen at the door cover his mouth and nose with a frown.

She removed the silver needle until the blood returned to its normal color.

"I gave her emergency treatment and used silver needles to seal the poison. She is not in danger of death. I will write a prescription later." Ran Yunqing handed over the box containing the silver needles used to detoxify, "Burn this."

Butler Chen nodded and led the way with a smile: "I will take you to your room first, and then we will go to see the lady."

When Ran Yunqing saw the specifications of the bedroom, he stood there in a daze, with an indescribable complexity on his face.

This place is bigger than my living room, and you tell me it's a bedroom?
For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should hate the rich or be glad that I would live here for a long time.

Ning Ruochu's room was right next door. When Ran Yunqing saw Yeyue, he was frightened by her aura and his heart trembled.

Yeyue glanced at her calmly and turned around: "Come with me."

In the room, Ning Ruochu was holding a cotton doll in her hands, with delicate and small delicacies in front of her, and watching a cartoon.

Ran Yunqing clenched his fists.

That's the difference between people.

Some people spend their days eating, drinking, enjoying themselves and having fun, while others practice medicine and research and make medicine every day.

Hearing the noise, Ning Ruchu raised his eyes and looked over.

Yeyue: "Madam, the private doctor sent by Lingxin Hall is here."

They were impressed by Luo Zhouheng's talents and believed that his strength could make the consortium more prosperous, so they resolutely chose to take sides in this chaotic situation of the Luo family.

And Ning Ruochu...

What can a short-sighted country guy accomplish?

Ling Chuan lowered his head and glanced at Ning Ruchu.

My wife is in poor health and may experience fainting, weakness, and whole body tremors without warning.

Seeing her pale face and facing such sharp words, she must not be able to hold on.

But if she proposed to withdraw at this time, it would also indirectly show that she is unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Ling Chuan was very hesitant.

The Luo family's uncle slammed the table, and the laughter stopped, leaving only his scolding: "No matter what Ruchu is, he is still the only legitimate leader of our Luo family!"

The person who had just been sneering suddenly fell silent.

The eldest uncle of the Luo family turned around and showed a kind smile: "Ruochu, you are not in good health, you don't need to worry about these things. Zhou Heng is gone, you can't let anything happen to you and let the Luo family suffer a series of blows."

This way, he really seems like a caring elder who is considering the overall situation and thinking about her.

Ning Ruochu despised him in her heart and gave him a weak smile: "Thank you for your concern, uncle."

Uncle Luo waved his hand and looked at Ling Chuan: "Secretary Ling, please take Ru Chu away first."

Ling Chuan didn't move, but Ye Yue outside seemed to know what was going on inside, and rushed in and took Ning Ruchu out.

Ling Chuan smiled and explained: "That's Madam's assistant."

……

Yeyue helped Ning Ruchu to Luo Zhouheng's office and asked her to sit on the sofa.

Ran Yunqing thought she was poisoned and rushed forward to give her an acupuncture, but received a hint from her eyes.