Meng Wanhao frowned thoughtfully and nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"My car is inspected every six months and replaced every three years, and it has never malfunctioned!"

"If you take a step back, even if the car itself is malfunctioning, you won't leave early or late. But something happened the day when the board of directors was about to hold a board meeting to choose the next director!"

Meng Ting showed a thoughtful look and nodded immediately, she was also so suspicious.

She also kept looking for clues about her father's car accident that day, but found nothing.

despair!

Lin Yang snapped his fingers and paced back and forth in the room, like a big detective, saying confidently:

"In this way, it's actually very easy to find the mastermind behind it."

"How do you say this?"

Meng Wanhao and Meng Ting said in unison.

The two of them stared at Lin Yang, as if they felt Lin

Lin Yang stood up, walked around the hall, and sorted out his thoughts a little.

"Let's analyze carefully, who is the most beneficial to your death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly sarcastic sound suddenly came from the handrail of the stairs on the second floor.

"What are you going to die? You just came back from the hospital and said this at home. Is it good for you?"

The person who spoke was Meng Wanhao's back-wife, Xie Guangping, who was ten years younger than him.

Meng Ting just turned her head and looked at Mrs. Xie.

At this glance, Lin Yang could see that the relationship between her and her mother was not very harmonious.

It is also very clear that such people are very experienced and must be handled with caution.

Mrs. Xie walked slowly down from the second floor, staring at Lin Yang with her eyes straight and asked:

"So according to your analysis, who wants to harm my Lao Meng?"

The words were filled with the smell of attack, just like her eyes.

This question was so direct that Lin Yang didn't know how to answer.

"This...it depends on who will benefit Mr. Meng's death will bring!"

Mrs. Xie has experienced a lot of experience and seems overly experienced in her words and is very targeted.

She said with disdain:

"As a result, if my old Meng dies, she will definitely be Meng Ting as her successor. What do you mean is that my Meng Ting will kill her father?"

Lin Yang smelled the strong smell of gunpowder from such a disharmonious chat atmosphere.

Or, Mrs. Xie felt that Lin Yang, as an outsider, should not interfere in her family affairs.

I am not afraid of having no topic, but I am afraid that the air will suddenly freeze.

Everyone suddenly fell into silence.

Lin Yang looked down on Mrs. Xie from the bottom of his heart and looked arrogant.

Especially Mrs. Xie's tricky and mean tone.

From the first time he saw Mrs. Xie in the hospital, he saw with his psychic eyes that although Mrs. Xie was dressed gracefully on the outside, she was really not a favor on the inside.

The whole person is extremely "fake".

Her nose is a prosthesis of hyaluronic acid augmentation.

The two proud double peaks are made of silicone pads, and they are a little sagging when you look closely.

The shoes are also worn inside to increase height.

The inner canthus of the corners of the eyes, pulled over.

The chin is too pointed and moved.

The fat in the lower abdomen has been drained.

After cutting the double eyelids, I smiled and didn't smile when I smiled, just like an inflatable doll that would leak.

Lin Yang could see Mrs. Xie clearly at a glance.

Just as Lin Yang was still observing Mrs. Xie, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Buzzing...

I took it out and saw that it was called by my master Shen Nong.

"Hey! Master!"

"Boy, I won't tell you Master when I come back, you heartless little bastard! Where are you now?"

Lin Yang truthfully told his place.

In fact, he hasn't seen him for seven years, and he misses himself very much, an old man who is both a father and a teacher.

When I hung up the phone, I saw that Meng Ting and Mrs. Xie were still tense.

He knew that women were inconvenient to intervene in the war, so he smiled and said goodbye to the Meng family.

Originally, Meng Wanhao wanted to keep him for dinner and win over him as a talent.

But Lin Yang's intention to leave was decided, so Meng Wanhao had to make an appointment to meet again next time he had the chance.

Leaving Meng's family, Lin Yang took a taxi back to the Shennong Medical Center in GC District.

He stepped in and saw Shen Nong packing the medicine box as before, preparing to go to the clinic.

Shen Nong, a terrible old man, is unkempt and free and casual, and is a veritable old naughty boy.

He spoke in a higher and lower way, liked drinking, loved money, was stingy, and had a bad temper.

He speaks and does things carelessly and has no sense of propriety, but he is very skilled in medicine and has a completely detached attitude.

There are many people who laugh at me for being too crazy, and I smile at the free and unruly style of the world who cannot see through it.

Lin Yang was naturally very excited after not seeing his master and apprentice for seven years.

But Chen Nong had no intention of chatting, so he threw the medicine box to him and said:

"Follow me to visit!"

Lin Yang's head immediately shook, and he was reluctant and muttered in his heart:

I thought there was something wrong, but I asked me to come back early to act as a small follower!

This stingy guy, I have been away for the past few years, and I will definitely not be willing to spend money to hire an assistant, alas!

Along the way, Chen Nong did not ask about Lin Yang's experience in the past seven years. Instead, Lin Yang seemed to have returned to his childhood nature and asked his master something:

"Master, have you been doing well in the past seven years? Have you ever found a master's wife for me?"

"Master, my spiritual eyes have already achieved some success and can see through Yin and Yang!"

"Master, where are we going to go to for a diagnosis? What disease does the patient have?"

...

Lin Yang didn't know how many boring questions he had asked along the way.

Chen Nong was so annoyed by his question that he looked at him and said only:

"You will know when you arrive..."

Before I knew it, I walked through several long alleys, many alleys, turn around, and pass by many doors.

"It's right here!"

Chen Nong finally stopped and looked at the somewhat dilapidated wooden house in front.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

Shennong knocked on the shabby wooden door.

The door was slowly opened from the inside by a hunched 70-year-old man.

When the old man saw that the person coming was Shennong, he hurriedly came to meet him and said earnestly:

"Master Chen, hurry up... please come in!"

Lin Yang followed behind him and looked around curiously.

Old tile houses, bumpy grounds, painted dark walls, and window paper made of plastic paper.

Everything can be described in one word - poverty.

After entering the inner room, the old man's upright son was lying on the bed.

Chen Nong didn't talk much nonsense, and went straight to the topic. After looking, listening, asking and touching the four methods of diagnosis, he couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, the old man probably wasn't optimistic. He stepped forward and approached Chen Nong's ears and asked timidly:

"Master Chen, look, what's wrong with my son?"

The hunchbacked old man's son is Ding Dali. He is in his prime and has a strong figure.

Last month, I was working on the construction site and suddenly fell ill and the disease was not detected.

Chen Nong winked Lin Yang and signaled him to take his pulse.

Lin Yang understood and approached Ding Dali, who was lying on the bed, secretly circulating his psychic eyes while taking his veins.

"The pulse is stable and powerful, but the eyebrows are black and there is a sense of perseverance around the body. This disease is not caused by the disease!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!