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

Chapter 112

Ning Ruochu's eyes flickered, becoming anxious and worried, and she walked over hastily: "Have you seen Miss Sheng?"

Ran Yunqing:? ?
I came to see you, but you only care about Sheng Qianwei? ?
Oh, woman!

As a personal bodyguard, Ye Yue, who was in control of all the movements in the villa, answered quickly: "I have checked over. Miss Sheng's condition has stabilized. Butler Chen is sending someone to escort her out."

Ran Yunqing's eyes twitched.

The poison hasn't been completely eliminated yet, yet you're in such a hurry to send the person away.

Did Sheng Qianwei commit some monstrous crime?

Why you dislike her so much.

Hearing that she was fine, Ning Ruochu patted his chest and pretended to be relieved: "That's good, that's good."

The soft and tender voice made Ran Yunqing feel uneasy, and the fear of being dominated by her in his heart emerged again.

The first time she met Ning Ruchu was in the anatomy group of the Universal Medical Alliance.

A twelve-year-old girl, her hands covered in blood, held a special lancet, looked calm, and methodically performed surgery on a special patient.

Ran Yunqing was two years older than her, but he was still frightened by the scene.

Whether it was her calm attitude or the wisdom in her eyes, her master Qiao Weisong admired her from the bottom of his heart.

Those old guys who hold high positions of power in the Medical Alliance treat her like an ancestor.

Ning Ruchu was the one who took the initiative to seek him out as her disciple.

If you say you are Chinese, you should know more about Chinese culture.

At that time, there was still a lot of prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine in the international community. Only leading figures like Qiao Weisong were able to attend the Medical Alliance, but he still had to endure the contempt of many foreign doctors.

Ning Ruchu's words made the top doctors in the entire medical alliance hate Qiao Weisong so much that their teeth itched.

When taking the people away, Ran Yunqing saw with his own eyes a group of elderly people crying loudly, and some even took out their family heirlooms to threaten Qiao Weisong to treat Ning Ruchu well.

A big boss who was ruthless and in a high position now looked pitiful and humble.

For some reason, this made Ran Yunqing feel even more terrified.

Thinking of this, Ning Ruchu suddenly turned around and looked at her.

Ran Yunqing's heart suddenly shuddered, and her soft and sweet voice came to his ears again: "I am weak, and Ah Heng has consulted many doctors for this, but there has been no improvement. Please ask this doctor to carefully help me find out what is wrong with me."

Ran Yunqing rolled his eyes and forced a smile.

"Madam, don't worry. As the 'chief' disciple of the head of Lingxin Hall, my medical skills are second only to his."

She emphasized the word "chief" deliberately, and her soft and charming peach blossom eyes, filled with autumn light, looked at Ning Ruchu proudly and provocatively.

Ning Ruchu smiled warmly in response, quite excited: "That's great!"

She turned around, sat back in the soft chair, put her hands on the back of the chair, and stared straight at Ran Yunqing.

Ran Yunqing took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He came over with a forced smile and took Ning Ruchu's pulse.

But in just a moment, the ordinary pulse taking changed, and Ran Yunqing was pressing on an acupoint frantically.

Facing Yeyue's questioning, she replied: "This is a special massage method developed by my master. It can relax the muscles and tendons, invigorate the spirit, and is of great benefit to Madam's illness."

The benefits are indeed great, but the pain is equal.

The combination of these acupoints will make Ning Ruchu's whole body itchy and painful as if ants were crawling on it.

Ran Yunqing appeared to be serious and dedicated, but he was already beaming with joy in his heart.

I looked up at Ning Ruchu's expression, and there was no change.

Noticing her gaze, he smiled back provocatively.

Ran Yunqing:……!!

Is this woman an iron man?!

This massage method consumes a lot of strength, and soon Ran Yunqing was defeated. His voice was a little weak: "Madam's condition is complicated, I need to concentrate."

Yeyue glanced at Ning Ruchu and left.

The door closed, Ran Yunqing stood up from the stool and collapsed on the sofa beside him.

Complaint: "Are you a Ninja Turtle? You are so patient!"

Ning Ruchu didn't answer her, but rubbed his arms to relieve the discomfort.

"How is the old master?"

She hasn't seen Qiao Weisong since she returned to the Ning family three years ago.

"Eat well, drink well, and practice Tai Chi every morning. I think you can knock me down with one punch." Ran Yunqing said weakly.

Ning Ruochu brought over a plate of medicinal food and pastries, "It's good for replenishing your energy, have some."

Ran Yunqing glared at her, "You're using the cakes I made to comfort me?"

Then there was another sound, the glass shattered, and the bullet hit the wall.

The man held his bleeding right hand in surprise. The bullet had penetrated into his wrist. He gritted his teeth and pulled it out, then tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around it to apply pressure in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

During this process, his eyes looked around vigilantly.

He clearly avoided the security guard and found someone of similar build to change clothes in the blind spot.

With the cover of night, even if the face is not Chinese, it will not be discovered.

How did he find out?
What is scary is not that the crisis has arrived, but that it has not yet been resolved.

Hidden dangers had been lurking around him, but he hadn't noticed it at all.

The man clenched his jaw, took out a stick-like object, put it in his mouth and bit it tightly, and even though he was injured, he fell down from the tree nimbly.

His position has been exposed, he must leave as soon as possible!

He took out the pistol from his waist, held the object with his left hand on his right wrist, and left while looking around.

On the other side, a black figure put down his sniper rifle and started chasing at the same time.

The invisible headset transmitted information: "Commander Yeyue, the human infrared sensor has detected an intruder in the maze."

Yeyue sneered, "Start closing the net!"

……

The man tried to enter the maze to confuse his pursuers and get a chance to escape.

But he never expected that this was a trap!
A dazzling white light suddenly lit up, making him dizzy for a moment, and figures emerged from every intersection in the maze.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and his gaze swept over the cold muzzle of the gun. He made up his mind and clenched his teeth.

The next second, he foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground dead.

When Yeyue arrived, he was already dead, and his subordinates reported: "It was cyanide."

She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket.

The man on the screen looked exactly like the corpse on the ground.

No. 76 on the World Killer List, Walker Libert, good with guns, left-handed.

Yeyue's eyelashes were slightly drooped, and there was a gorgeous brilliance hidden in her narrow eyes.

His expression was grim, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"Check the employer behind him." The lazy tone sounded like poison, making people feel terrified.

She raised her eyes, half-closed, and stared at the villa in the distance, straight in the direction of Ning Ruchu's room.

...Luo Zhouheng's vision was limited, but he could guess what happened.

Ning Ruchu, on the other hand, was still calm, with a familiar childish song playing on his computer: "Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep, Lazy Sheep~~~"

Luo Zhouheng: “…”

He thought that if he asked her to protect Ning Ruchu, she would do her best, but he ignored Yeyue's pain over the sudden death of her master, and her reluctance to acknowledge a leader who had no real talent or ability.

As early as the moment Yeyue was late, he should have gone over to ask and understand her thoughts and attitude.

Instead of ignoring it, he blindly believed that Yeyue would follow the master's instructions and ignored the loopholes.

"This matter was my negligence." Ling Chuan clenched his fists, "Ye Yue can no longer serve as your personal bodyguard. You can ask other leaders of the Shadow Pavilion to come and protect you."

He is just a secretary and has no right to interfere in the affairs of Shadow Pavilion.

Only Ning Ruchu has this right.

An exquisite and nutritious breakfast was placed on the small dining table in the room. Ning Ruchu put down her knife and fork, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth gently and elegantly.

She raised her almond-shaped eyes and folded her hands on her legs, looking like a lady from a wealthy family.

She said slowly, "I know the situation Ah Heng is facing outside. I feel guilty for not being able to help him and share his worries when I stay in this villa every day."

As he spoke, he suddenly sobbed.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she immediately lowered her head and wiped her eyes, fearing that she might do something inappropriate.

"I will bear all the dangers he has experienced. This will also comfort me for my regret for not being able to provide him with convenience before."

From Ling Chuan's perspective, he couldn't see her expression clearly, he could only hear her deep and abrupt breathing.

Two seconds later, Ning Ruchu raised her head, her eyes were misty and shimmering with beautiful light.

"Aheng believes in me, so I also have to believe in everything he left behind." Ning Ruochu's voice was still crying, her nasal tone was a little heavy and had a bit of softness, but her tone was so firm that it touched people's hearts.

"So, I will support you and trust you unconditionally. As for what you just said about changing the guards, Secretary Ling..."

She paused, turned her eyes slightly, and glanced at the half-open door intentionally or unintentionally.

"This incident happened too suddenly, and no one had time to react. Commander Yeyue caught the killer in a very short time. She is very capable at work. I feel at ease with her by my side."

Ling Chuan frowned, secretly sighing at Ning Ruchu's naivety.

Things like killers sneaking in never happened when the gentleman was here.

This time, the other party almost succeeded, and it was obvious that the security personnel deliberately let it go.

However, all the organizations under Luo Zhouheng's name have separate powers and functions, and they are not allowed to interfere with each other.

Ling Chuan is only responsible for the company, so even if he is no longer confident that Ye Yue will protect Ning Ruchu, he has to accept it.

He could only bow slightly: "It's all as Madam wishes. I won't disturb you while you eat."

After saying that, he turned and left, his eyes thoughtful.

With Luo Zhouheng's order, Ning Ruchu's life would indeed not be in danger.

But she was timid and had never experienced any big scenes.

When her husband came back injured, just a glance at him from a distance would scare her so much that she wouldn't dare to get close.

Is this woman an iron man?!

This massage method consumes a lot of strength, and soon Ran Yunqing was defeated. His voice was a little weak: "Madam's condition is complicated, I need to concentrate."

Yeyue glanced at Ning Ruchu and left.

The door closed, Ran Yunqing stood up from the stool and collapsed on the sofa beside him.

Complaint: "Are you a Ninja Turtle? You are so patient!"

Ning Ruchu didn't answer her, but rubbed his arms to relieve the discomfort.

"How is the old master?"

She hasn't seen Qiao Weisong since she returned to the Ning family three years ago.

"Eat well, drink well, and practice Tai Chi every morning. I think you can knock me down with one punch." Ran Yunqing said weakly.

Ning Ruochu brought over a plate of medicinal food and pastries, "It's good for replenishing your energy, have some."

Ran Yunqing glared at her, "You're using the cakes I made to comfort me?"

Ning Ruochu sincerely praised: "The effect is quite good."

Ran Yunqing sneered, sat up straight, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

Luo Zhouheng's people personally instructed that since the Madam was in poor health, the food must be made small so that it would be easier for her to eat.

The master was not confident in handing this task over to anyone else, so he asked Ran Yunqing to do it.

In the past two years, she has added chrysanthemum, which is used to soothe the liver, to the medicinal tea she drinks every day.

"Luo Zhouheng appears to be cold towards you on the surface, but he is very considerate to you inwardly."

The decoration style of this villa is more in line with Ning Ruchu's preferences.

Ran Yunqing was shocked, "He is so good to you, but you are wasting his money."

Ning Ruochu didn't respond, and asked her instead: "Did you really cure Sheng Qianwei?"

When mentioning her, Ran Yunqing felt a little happy.

"Of course not. I left some scorpion venom in her body and sealed it with a silver needle. Her leg cannot be seen by anyone."

Ran Yunqing became happier as she spoke, "I was so kind as to let her bring her own weather forecast. Whenever there is a big temperature difference or a season change, she will feel unbearable pain and itchiness."

After Ning Ruochu heard this, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a faint light flashed in her eyes, like a stream passing through the night sky, bright and beautiful.

"She didn't provoke you, why did you treat her like this?"

She said in a scolding tone, and Ran Yunqing got goose bumps all over his body. He asked back, "Where did the scorpion venom in Sheng Qianwei's body come from?"

Ning Ruochu smiled without saying anything, her smooth fingertips tapped lightly on the keyboard, playing the cartoon.

Hearing the voice, Ran Yunqing leaned over to take a look with a look of contempt.

Still so childish!

Ten minutes later, Ran Yunqing, who had been concentrating on watching that episode of cartoon on the computer screen, suddenly came back to his senses.

Why is she following suit?!
He suppressed the surprise on his face and asked Ning Ruochu seriously, "Luo Zhouheng is dead, do you still want to keep the poison in your body?"

The soul in the cotton doll was startled.

poison?
Could it be that her illness was all caused by her?
Luo Zhouheng didn't believe that the direct disciple of Lingxin Hall would be such a delicate and pitiful person.

But why?
Hasn't he protected her well enough in the past two years?
Ning Ruochu tilted her head with a lazy posture, and every word she spoke was filled with a charming tone.

"Didn't you say that very well?"

Luo Zhouheng is dead, but his influence still exists.

Ran Yunqing was puzzled: "I am your personal physician now. You don't need to keep the poison in your body. Just act in front of outsiders as usual. After all, you are quite good at acting."

In a private parking lot, the elevator door opened and a muscular man suddenly came into view.

He was over 1.80 meters tall, wearing simple black clothes and black pants, and his skin was a healthy bronze color.

Thin clothes cannot hide his powerful and explosive muscles.

The man obviously recognized Yeyue. He nodded slightly at her and turned sideways to lead the two of them towards the car.

Yeyue's indifferent voice seemed even colder in the empty parking lot, as if snow had suddenly fallen.

"He doesn't understand Chinese."