"Don't move!" Yan Jia scolded him, "If there are no problems, you can leave."

"I haven't prescribed medicine for her yet. If you are sure you want me to leave, I will leave."

"..."

Over the weekend, he wrote a prescription and threw it to Yan Jia: "Let the servant buy the medicine yourself."

"knew."

Weekend suddenly approached him and lowered his voice in his ear: "What did you do to this woman this morning? I think something is wrong."

"Nothing done."

"Oh, I can hide it from others, but they can't hide it from me. I am also a man." Weekend had already realized that something was wrong, and he clicked his tongue twice in his heart, Yan Jia is really a beast.

This early in the morning.

He thought that Yan Jia was a pure-hearted person, but it turned out that Jinwu Zang was pampering his old lover.

It's quite a long relationship, this happened more than ten years ago.

We only met Yan Jia during the weekend and heard about it a little bit. Later, Yan Jia went to study abroad and he also went to study abroad. After that, he didn't know what happened.

Yan Jia only returned to China last year. They are both busy with work and rarely have time to chat.

He is not a person who gossips much on weekends, but if Yan Jia calls him for any minor problems, he will usually come over.

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with Yan Jia.

"Okay, let's go."

"Yan Jia, I'm almost like your servant. I throw it away after use."

"Then let me say thank you again?"

"No, I'm leaving." I didn't want to delay other people's love for my concubine during the weekend. I was like a light bulb, but I still reminded her a few words, "She is weak now, please restrain yourself."

"Am I an animal?"

"Isn't it?" Weekend sneered, "By the way, I just found a scar on the patient's left wrist. It's quite obvious."

"I know, she got it from burns a few years ago."

"Burn? Is that what she told you?" Weekend was surprised.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jia frowned slightly, "Isn't it a burn?"

"Of course not, it's a scar left by a knife wound. And if it's on the wrist... I guess based on experience, it was either injured by someone or committed suicide."

Yan Jia's body trembled violently, his hands subconsciously clenched into fists, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

suicide?

He had lightly asked her before about why she had a scar on her hand. She told him that it was caused by being accidentally scalded with boiling water, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Yan Jia still didn't believe it and sneered: "Don't coax me over the weekend. It is impossible for a woman who cherishes her life and greeds for money to commit suicide."

"There are many reasons for suicide, Yan Jia. I think the possibility of her being hurt by someone is not high. If she was hurt by someone, the knife would not be cut in this place. Then there is only one reason, suicide."

"Don't lie to me, this can't be reconciled at all. Why is she dissatisfied? She has delicious food and a son. What reason does she have to commit suicide? It's nothing but hypocrisy."

"I don't know about that, you can ask her." Weekend is not a gossip, he is a highly professional doctor, and he is not interested in knowing that Lin Zhi has a son but lives in Jiangshan Garden.

Anyway, their rich second generation has many ways to play, even if a few illegitimate children suddenly appear, it is not big news.

Packing up the medicine box over the weekend: "Yan Jia, ask your driver to take me to the hospital. I still have an operation to do."

Yan Jia felt a little irritable for no reason: "Go to the garage by yourself, there is a servant."
Chapter completed!