Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 406 Where is Anan?

"Very good. I like to chat with sensible people like you. My bargaining chip is, your favorite Ning Chujin. How about it? For her sake, would you like to admit that you killed the old lady of the Zhan family?"

Lin Ying looked at Zhan Nanxiao with a smile, and that smile pierced Zhan Nanxiao's eyes.

Zhan Nanxiao, who had been lying motionless all this time, suddenly sat up, with a murderous light in his eyes, staring at Lin Ying, as if wishing to swallow Lin Ying alive with his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, look at these first." Lin Ying said, opened a file bag, took out a stack of photos, and placed it in front of Zhan Nanxiao.

All of them were photos of Ning Chujin, but they were all photos of her wearing a hospital gown and having a large rash all over her body.

Zhan Nanxiao sat up suddenly, grasping those photos nervously, his body trembling violently.

"Where is she?"

Zhan Nanxiao's voice was terribly hoarse, and murderous aura surged all over him.

Lin Ying took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from him, "I gave the poison, and the antidote is also in my hands. Young Master Zhan should know what to do, right?"

As Lin Ying spoke, she pushed a confession letter in front of Zhan Nanxiao.

This confession letter, Zhan Ming has been sent no less than ten times, and the content is nothing more than asking him to sign and plead guilty.

Zhan Nanxiao's red eyes swept across the words that crawled across the white paper like ants, and sneered, "Lin Ying, do you know the meaning of the phrase 'clever is misunderstood'?"

Lin Ying froze for a moment, narrowed her eyes vigilantly, and stared at Zhan Nanxiao.

It has to be said that Lin Huan, that damned woman, gave birth to a character.

Just, so what?A bitch's child is nothing but a bitch.

When she takes the Zhan Group into her pocket, both Lin Huan and her evil seed will be a thing of the past.

"Let's sign." Lin Ying stretched her muscles and nodded her chin at Zhan Nanxiao.

There were layers of coldness in Zhan Nanxiao's eyes, but he finally reached out, grabbed the pen, and signed his name directly.

When Ning Chujin woke up, she found herself lying on a pure white soft bed.

The heavy curtains around covered everything outside, and the whole room looked pitch black, indescribably oppressive.

It seemed that she heard her movement, and there was a sound of footsteps in the room.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain was pulled open.

The sound of the curtain rollers rubbing against the curtain rod was extremely ear-piercing, and Ning Chujin sat up abruptly.

The surrounding sunlight pierced into her eyes in large swaths, and she instinctively raised her hand to block the light.

The pain in the whole body came wantonly, and Ning Chujin couldn't help but let out a low snort.

Hearing the sound, the woman who was opening the curtains turned around and looked at Ning Chujin with a cold face.

"Heh, you're so cheap, you can't die like this?" The woman's voice was scornful and cold, and the makeup on her face was slightly distorted because of it.

"It's you?" Ning Chujin was shocked the moment she saw the other party.

Instinctively, he stepped back, grabbed the quilt, covered himself, and stared at the other party vigilantly.

She clearly remembered that after escaping from the hospital, she was covered by a black bag and pushed into the car. How could she appear here?

Is it...

"Where is Anan?" Ning Chujin gritted her teeth, staring at the dazzlingly beautiful woman opposite.

(End of this chapter)