Anna adjusted her mood at the fastest speed and looked at Zhang Zheng with a smile: "thank you, but this is my own life, I recognize it."

The first time I saw Anna like this, Zhang Zheng frowned: "how can you think so? You. "

He was interrupted before he had finished.

Anna smile gently: "don't worry, I'm ok. It's been so many years, I've been used to it."

Realizing that she didn't want to continue this topic, Zhang Zheng's eyes inadvertently glimpsed the furtive figure in the corner: "I'll guard for you tonight. You come over tomorrow morning. We'll go to see a hospital. If it's good, I'll buy it."

Looking at Anna's shocked eyes, Zhang Zheng knows that she may have misunderstood: "we are now targeted by those beggars, and they also suggested buying a hospital."

"What do they want to do?" On hearing this, Anna's face immediately took alert.

"I don't know." Zhang Zheng shook his head: "but there should be no malice."

Seeing Anna's face getting more and more tired, Zhang Zheng put the car key in his hand to her: "you go back quickly, there is me here."

Lying on the nursing bed, he turned his head and looked at the old woman. Zhang Zheng looked out of the window at the Moonlight: "Anna, these years, it should be very difficult."

"Father, it should be the same when he died." Zhang Zheng sighed for a long time. He couldn't say what it was like.

The sound of the door being pushed open made Zhang Zheng alert. The corners of his mouth went up, and he said in his heart, "it's finally here."

Turning over, listening to the sound of the house, Zhang Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

Watching the shadow carefully walk to the edge of the hospital bed, his hand trembling on the power supply of the oxygen therapy instrument, Zhang Zheng quietly walked behind him, and saw that the shadow was focused on nothing.

When he saw that the indicator lights of all vital signs instruments were off, Zhang Zheng pressed Chen Tong's collar and quickly plugged the power back in with the other hand.

"Director Chen, it seems that you miss me very much."

As soon as his voice rang out, two people rushed into the door and held Chen Tong down.

After releasing his hand, Zhang Zheng turned on the light: "there is nothing to say." Looking up at the monitoring of the hospital, he nodded to himself: "this kind of thing, there is nothing to plead for."

"Oh, simplicity Chen Tong sat on the chair as if he was not worried about anything.

Ignoring him, Zhang Zheng took a look at the guard of Zhangjia: "have you contacted the official?"

"Not yet. I'm waiting for your instructions."

Hearing this reply, Zhang Zheng reached out from the hospital's camera and took out a small camera: "now you can go."

As soon as the guard opened the door, he heard a loud voice with dignity: "wait a minute."

"Your father?" Zhang Zheng picked his eyebrows and kicked Chen Tong in a funny way: "at such an old age, do you still look for your father for trouble?"

Sitting down beside the hospital bed, Zhang Zheng looked at the more people in black in the room without fear.

"They all wear the same clothes, and we can't see who is the head." Zhang Zheng touched his chin and pointed to the man behind Chen Zhao: "is that you?"

"It's me." Knowing that it was Zhang Zheng's embarrassment, Chen Zhao stood up and said, "I'm very sorry. We are willing to bear all the treatment costs of this patient. Besides, it's a little bit of heart. "

With that, he waved his hand, and several people came out behind him and handed over a suitcase.

"Money?" Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows in a funny way.

"Yes." Chen Zhao did not hesitate to nod: "is the intention, but also business."

Looking at the monitoring in his hands, Zhang Zheng picked up his eyebrows: "want this?"

Chen Zhao's heart beat drums. He couldn't figure out what kind of person Zhang Zheng was. He hesitated, but for a moment: "yes, I don't know if this box of five million small yellow croaker can eat those videos."

"Yes." Just when Zhang Zheng was still hesitating, a clear female voice with firmness: "however, I don't want this to happen again."

Suddenly, Zhang Zheng was surprised to see you

"I'll replace you." Anna put the night snack she had brought on the table and looked at the people in the room: "I think too much. Do you know that there will be an accident tonight, so you come here specially?"

See Anna has all known, Zhang Zheng no longer hide: "well, today has been sneaking with us for a day."

Feeling Chen Zhao's wandering eyes between the two people, Zhang Zheng put down the things in his hands: "since the parties have said so, the things are left, and the monitoring takes them away."

He threw the surveillance in the past, and Zhang Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "walk slowly, don't send him off."

To make sure that there was no problem with the monitoring in his hands, Chen Zhao frowned and looked at his son who was moving. His voice sank down: "gone."When he passed the table, he saw the box and picked it up: "I don't want to see how many people you have. Why? Don't stop until you offend me

Squinting at the box in Chen Tong's hand, Zhang Zheng frowned: "who told you that I only have a video in my hand?"

Chen Tong's face sank for a moment, but he soon recovered. He staggered to Zhang Zheng's eyes: "do you think everyone is like you, and I'm not so easy to be cheated."

"Shut up."

Before Zhang Zheng had time to speak, he heard Chen Zhao's voice suppressing his anger.

"I changed my mind." Zhang Zheng also sank his voice. He stared at Chen Zhao without blinking. He went over and held out his hand: "monitoring."

Chen Zhao was stunned for a moment, but soon showed a smile as disdainful as his son: "is Zhang Dong joking?"

"You don't have a chance." Zhang Zheng put down his hand, took out a recording pen from his pocket and kept turning at his fingertips.

"I'm giving you five million dollars. Give me the recorder in your hand."

Zhang Zheng only felt funny when he heard this: "Liang fan, go and get me 20 million cash."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhang zhengtou didn't reply.

Listening to the sound of footsteps fading away, Zhang Zheng turned around: "I will give you five million, how about selling your son's life to me?"

"You." Chen Zhao stretched out his finger at Zhang Zheng's face and kept shaking his hands: "it's really ungrateful."

Zhang Zheng's face was also cold down: "since you don't agree, then walk slowly."

Slowly put the recording pen back into his pocket. Zhang Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at the group of people. He clapped his hands, and there was a uniform sound of footsteps in the corridor.