Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 102
"I don't know the specific reason. It seems that there is something wrong with the company. He has to stay in charge."

"Oh……"

This reason was much more pleasant than the one she had guessed just now.

Chatting with Jiang Mo, Jiang Yimian was distracted to look at her white and clean feet, part of the nail polish she had applied had fallen off, she was hesitating whether to wash it off and reapply it, but her eyes suddenly focused on a certain place.

At the corner of the wall where her right foot pointed, the color of the wall was obviously a little darker than that of the side, and it felt like it had been soaked in water.

Is there a leak upstairs? !

Jiang Yimian jumped up from the sofa, moved the chair and stood on tiptoe to get a closer look.

She dabbed it lightly with her fingers, and it was indeed damp, as if it was caused by the humidity in the southern sky, or as if the paint hadn't dried.

The former case is obviously impossible.

She sniffed it, but she didn't smell the obvious smell of paint, but her fingertips were stained.

Miss Jiang gave a "tsk", frowned and crossed her waist for a while, the round balls on her head tilted to one side.

Picking up her phone and keys, she stepped on her slippers and went upstairs.

The doorbell rang and rang, but no one opened it.

She had no choice but to go to the management office again, and the answer she got surprised her a little.

"You said no one lives upstairs?!"

"That's right." The chubby uncle administrator flipped through the records and nodded with certainty, "17A is empty, and the electric gate and water valve are closed."

"Could it be that someone came to see the house before and you forgot to turn it on?"

Jiang Yimian couldn't think of any other possibility.

It's a fact that the corner of her house is wet, it's not because she sleepwalked in the middle of the night and sprayed it with a water gun.

The fat uncle wanted to say more, but another stopped him, "It's possible what Miss Jiang said, so let's go up and have a look, and I'll give you an answer later."

"Then trouble you."

"You are welcome, this is what we should do."

Watching Jiang Yimian leave the management office, the fat uncle who spoke later went to the corner and made a phone call.

He recounted the situation just now, and his words were quite respectful.

At the end, he added another sentence, "Understood, Mr. Yun."

After hanging up the phone, he went upstairs alone, not the 17th floor, but the 16th floor.

When Jiang Yimian saw him in the door mirror, she was still thinking, this work is really fast, she should write a letter of praise to Boss Lian.

"Miss Jiang, I'm really sorry. I just went upstairs to see it. It's true that the water pipe is leaking. I've already contacted the repairman to fix it. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

He kept apologizing, and when he bowed, Jiang Yimian looked down and saw his soaked leather shoes and wet trousers, it seemed that there was a water leak.

"It's okay, it's okay, just find out in time."

"If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us."

"it is good."

"Then don't bother me." Helping Jiang Yimian close the door, the fat uncle let out a long sigh of relief as if he had relieved a heavy burden.

He walked into the elevator room, picked up the half bottle of mineral water at the entrance of the elevator, and smiled as if his scheme had succeeded...

*
Because of the "water leak upstairs", Jiang Yimian ended the call with Jiang Mo ahead of schedule.

Later, she called Jiang Su and Yuan Qiong again, first to tell them that she was going home, and second to tell them about Liang Qiu.

Miss Jiang planned very well, but she never thought that the plan would never keep up with the rapid changes.

The next day, she was summoned to the police station by Dr. Colby's phone call. After hearing him explain the purpose of asking her to come, Jiang Yimian's mouth was so wide open that she could swallow a sugar tangerine.

"Let, let me take your place temporarily?!" What do you mean?Will she be asked to dissect every case in the future?
"Liang Xi wants to go back to China with your master, I will go back with her."

The hospital can function as usual without him, but the police station can't.

In such a short period of time, it would be very difficult for them to contact other doctors immediately. The most convenient way is to ask Jiang Yimian for help.

until he comes back.

"I know your ability, so you don't have to be humble."

"You know my ability, but you may not know my character. I don't know what humility is at all." The reason why she hesitated was not that she was afraid that she would not be able to take on the big responsibility, but that she felt that her parents would not agree.

They are worried that Master is here, not to mention that even Master is going back to China now.

but--

She would love to try it.

From the perspective of "forensic medicine", she felt that she was no worse than the doctors here in terms of experience and knowledge.

People have to grow up, she can't always be a primary school student following Master's ass.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even primary school students will graduate one day.

"Well... Even if I am willing, the police..." Can people feel at ease to cooperate with a fluffy girl like her?
"You don't have to worry about this. I have negotiated with them, and they welcome you to join." Especially some young policemen who have just graduated, looking forward to her is like rain and dew.

Thinking of this, Dr. Colby felt a tinge of revenge.

Feng Beiting...

Just watch your woman surrounded by a group of men who have plans for her all day long, it will make you mad!
Jiang Yimian didn't give Dr. Colby an answer immediately, she needed to think about it and make some proper preparations.

On the way home from the police station, she suddenly thought of someone.

Even breeze!
Even if the master is not there, if there is the second brother Lian, the family members should not be worried.

Thinking of this, Miss Jiang excitedly called Lian Qingfeng.

buzz-

The phone vibrated on the table, Lian Qingfeng glanced at it, and looked at Feng Beiting who was sitting opposite him with smiling eyes, "You're right, she really came to me."

After finishing the sentence, he answered the phone with a puzzled tone as if he didn't know the purpose of her call.

"Mian?"

"Second brother, are you still in San Gabriel?"

"Well, what happened?"

"It's like this... I want to ask you for help..." Whenever she begged for help, Miss Jiang's tone was very cute, her voice was delicate and soft, like a little milk cat, making people feel itchy .

Lian Qingfeng has always been like a big brother, not to mention she is not the only one who asks him for help. Someone promised to help him find a very expensive spice, so he has no reason to refuse.

So he agreed, "I really don't have any plans to return to China in the near future. I wanted to go to London, but I can stay in Los Angeles with you."

"Well... Actually, I don't need you to accompany me. You just need to tell my parents that..."

"Of course I won't stare at you all day, just make sure you can call me if you have something to do."

"Ok!"

This suits her best, "Thank you, second brother."

"I'll thank you if you're good." Lian Qingfeng's words were full of pampering and helplessness, "Okay, go ahead, I'll call you when I arrive."

"it is good."

"Bye-Bye."

After finishing the call, Lian Qingfeng put down the phone and looked at Feng Beiting with a half-smile, "Satisfied?"

Feng Beiting lowered his eyes slightly, took out a cigarette and held it between his two fingers, but didn't light it, as if he was just looking for something to do for his fingers.

"As soon as Liang Qiu leaves, you will go to London."

"Tsk tsk—" Lian Qingfeng shook his head and laughed, with a hint of schadenfreude in his smile, "Is this the so-called crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?"

"Third brother, you don't have to gloat, you will have such a day sooner or later." Feng Beiting gently shook the wine glass, and the crisp sound of the ice cubes colliding could be heard clearly.

Lian Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Maybe, so I'll laugh at you as much as possible before then."

When he said "you", he was referring to the other three people besides him, not just Feng Beiting.

Feng Beiting also understood what he meant, so he said, "I will remember to convey your words to the eldest brother and the second brother."

"Are you sure the boss wants to see you now?" You should want to kill him, right?

"Of course." Feng Beiting pursed his lips and smiled brightly, "I'm a good brother who knows how to respect my elder brother. My elder brother loves me very much."

"Ah……"

Lazy to continue to accompany him to play that pair of brothers and sisters, Lian Qingfeng took his mobile phone and prepared to leave.

When passing by Su Fu who was kneeling by the table, he sighed half-truthfully, "You still don't know how to pity and cherish jade..."

After the words fell, he left slowly.

Feng Beiting watched his figure disappear from his field of vision, and then slowly looked away, and turned to Su Fu.

Su Fu was startled, and immediately straightened his back.

He asked the prison temple to take her laptop, opened the software she usually used to type, and scrolled down page by page. The more he looked at it, the brighter his smile became, and the more he smiled, the more furious Su Fu felt.

(End of this chapter)