Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Thinking, mu Yunshen's mind is more and more confused.

All the information gushed out at one time, interwoven into a ball of thread. Mingming seems to have a lot of ideas, but he has no way to start.

Tang Xiaoxiao's smiling face overlapped with the sleeping appearance of the moussimo children, and repeated in his mind again and again, stacked into various warm and beautiful colors and shapes.

Sure enough, care leads to chaos.

Mu Yunshen forced to close his eyes, trying to clear all thoughts from his mind. But the more he thought, the clearer those thoughts were.

Although he is very clear in his heart, both Tang Xiao and his children are happily staying in the old house now. Maybe he has gone to bed under the guidance of Feng Yin, and maybe he has entered a sweet dream now.

They're all safe.

But mu Yunshen just couldn't help thinking about the bad things. He was sweating a lot. If something happens to Tang Xiao or one of the children, he doesn't know how to face it.

What else would the kidnapper do?

It can be said that in addition to his rich family wealth, what else can he do to make others envious, and even take the road of breaking the law and committing crimes?

On his side, he was thinking anxiously, and he wanted to scratch his head. Then he heard ah zhe say to himself, "since the kidnapper started at 8:00 p.m., why does he have to wait until 3:00 a.m. to meet him? There's so much time in the middle. What's he going to do? "

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

His words, like an arrow full of bows, steadily hit the most crucial part of Mu Yunshen's confused thoughts.

What is this time for?

Mu Yunshen's eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper, and his face is almost serious at the same time.

The whole office suddenly fell into a strange silence. Xiao Jingye raised his hand and wiped it on his temples. Looking at everyone's sad face, he suddenly felt a little irritable.

He spilled a light hiss between his lips and teeth, turned his head and kicked Su Dayong, who had been knocked unconscious by his hand knife.

At this time, mu Yunshen's mobile phone on his desk suddenly vibrated.

Such a sound is very obvious in the too quiet silence, and easily attracts everyone's attention.

Mu Yunshen's face sank and raised his hand to pick up the mobile phone.

He is no stranger to a string of numbers jumping on it. He is Tang Xiao's attending doctor.

It's no surprise that the attending doctor calls the family members of the puerpera, but the problem is that Tang Xiaoren is no longer in the hospital. What does the doctor want to do when he calls in the middle of the night?

Somehow, mu Yunshen always feels that he has a bad feeling in his heart.

Just now, those seemingly long thoughts condensed into a very short second in his mind. Without too much hesitation, he drew his finger, put the screen to his ear and said in a calm voice, "Hello, what's the matter with you?"

"Mr. mu, that, your wife just said she wanted you to come to the hospital..." the opposite voice was that the doctor was not wrong, but brought some embarrassment.

Mu Yunshen can feel his unnatural speech across the screen, and his forehead tendon jumps again unconsciously.

He closed his eyes hard and said as calmly as he could, "what's the matter?"