Yan Zhan, who was looking through the information, his eyes narrowed slightly.
client?
When Wan Yi was checking people, he also saw the emphasized noun.
Compared to Yan Zhan's calmness, he seemed much more surprised.
"Third Master, I have asked the doctor here. Chen Yuting is staying in the most luxurious hotel-style ward in the psychiatric department. It seems to be his exclusive room."
When he asked about Chen Yuting, the medical staff at St. Paul's Hospital were a little secretive.
It seems that they are not very willing to mention Chen Yuting.
"A distant relative of Chen Songling's family?"
Yan Zhan was thoughtful when he saw the background column in the information.
Wan Yi muttered on the side: "The Chen family can be considered a well-established scholarly family. It is not surprising that they have one or two distant relatives, but why not place the person in a mental hospital, but in the psychiatric ward of St. Paul?"
The psychiatric ward here is much more valuable than a specialized mental hospital.
"Oh, what's wrong, Miss Manshu probably doesn't know that he is mentally ill. He doesn't even wear hospital clothes!"
"Third Master, do you want to call Miss Manshu over?"
It's quite dangerous to walk with a mentally ill person, right?
"He doesn't look mentally ill." Yan Zhan frowned slightly.
Wan Yi: "There are many types of mental illness. What if he has intermittent attacks?"
"When he is not sick, he is just like a normal person, but when he is sick, he is very cruel."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this person. He had just tried to touch Miss Manshu!
"Miss Manshu is young and not very strong. If Chen Yuting happens to get sick, the consequences will be disastrous, Third Master!"
He and Miss Manshu had a friendship over a meal.
Although the massage footbath given to him was given to Mr. Yan by his boss, Wan Yi still has a good impression of Manshu.
The little girl is not like the young lady from the Yan family. She seems kind and gentle, but in fact she is very arrogant.
In front of the third master, he smiled brightly when greeting him.
She laughed even when the third master was not here, but who couldn't see that it was perfunctory?
However, who made her the eldest daughter of the Yan family?
The old man only has one granddaughter left, so it would be a good idea to raise her to be more arrogant.
"If you want to go, just go." Yan Zhan didn't look at Wan Yi and continued to stare at the phone.
From his expression, you can't tell what he is thinking at all.
"I'm going right away!" Wan Yi almost trotted out.
Unfortunately, by the time he ran outside, Manshu and Chen Yuting had already returned to the hospital.
Manshu took the egg waffle and went straight to the ward and suite.
He doesn't like to have contact with people other than Manshu.
After he returned to his room, he opened a set of small doors in the suite, and there were actually multiple computers placed here.
It has all the surveillance footage from St. Paul's Hospital.
It was easy to retrieve Wan Yicha’s video of him.
"So what if we find out?" Chen Yuting whispered to himself.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly, and he brought up the picture of Manshu in the surveillance camera, focusing on the mark at the end of her eye.
He reached out and touched the pink mark across the screen, thoughtfully.
Manshu returned to the ward and handed the extra breakfast she bought to Wang Yi's family.
Mother Wang has woken up, sitting on the head of the hospital bed, touching her belly with her hand, looking very gentle.
In Manshu's memory, she was a very taciturn woman.
She returns to her hometown only a handful of times a year, but every winter she knits scarves, knits sweaters, and prepares autumn clothes and trousers for Wang Yi.
In short, although she doesn't talk much, she silently loves her daughter.