As soon as the thief-browed rat-eye screamed, Chen Yang slapped him on the forehead, slapping back the sharp scream.
While flipping through the letters and notes on the ground, he casually threw something over: "You were beaten and robbed again. It's so miserable. Do you want me to call the police for you?"
The sly eyebrows and rat eyes instantly became honest.
With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette from his arms, handed one to Chen Yang fawningly, and asked: "Brother, are you on the way? We have something to talk about, so let's not offend the emperor."
Chen Yang glanced at his cigarette with a look of disgust on his face: "Take it away, don't smoke."
The stern eyebrows and rat eyes were extremely aggrieved, "Why are you still a Chinese cigarette? How can I be disliked like this?"
"How rich are you?"
He was still complaining, but Chen Yang had found what he was looking for.
"Xiaowan, look."
Chen Yang spread out several letters and notes and waved to Tang Wan, "These are correspondence between old Professor Yang Kun and academicians of the Academy of Engineering. They seem to be talking about interventional surgery."
"And this, uh, this is a love letter."
Tang Wan flipped through these pages, feeling a little confused. She didn't know what the nanny was doing with these things.
Chen Yang raised the thing in his hand and said, "Xiao Wan, you don't know that the handwriting of these old professors, old academicians, or old intellectuals is valuable."
"If you find the right way, if you can sell a letter for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, it won't be a big problem."
"There are people like this who bribe the nanny of an elderly person's house. They don't take anything of value, so they just follow these handwritten notes."
"Right, brother."
Chen Yang's last words were spoken to his sly eyebrows.
He smiled bitterly and nodded. He has a good family, what else can he say?
"Unfortunately, I didn't find what I was looking for."
Chen Yang sighed, and under the eager gaze of the thief-browed rat, he took old Professor Yang Kun's letter and notes into his arms as a matter of course.
He explained to Logan: "I was thinking, I told Professor Yang about your condition before, maybe he will take notes, do some research or something, and have some clues."
"pity......"
He spread his hands and said, "Nothing."
"It seems we can only go to the hospital to see if the old professor is awake."
Logan nodded sadly.
He glanced at the remaining letters and notes on the ground with a stern look. He was the one who took back the real money, so he was afraid that Chen Yang would take it away.
While he carefully reached out to pick it up, he was talking loudly in order to distract Chen Yang and others.
"Brother, are you looking for something from old Professor Yang Kun?"
"You told me earlier, Nini, oh, she is the nanny of the Yang family. I have known her for a year, and today is my first transaction."
"Nini said before that the old man was very strict and couldn't do anything, and the brothers were all desperate."
"Unexpectedly, she sent me a message yesterday and made an appointment to trade today."
"That's all, buddy, you can cut them all off."
"I said, can we tell some rules? Brother, you can take your things as long as you want, and you can give me as much as you want."
Chen Yang suddenly raised his eyebrows, stretched out his foot without any warning, and stepped on the hand that was reaching for the letter and notes on the ground.
"you......"
The thief's eyebrows turned pale with shock.
Chen Yang exerted some force on his feet and shouted: "What did you just say?"
"Ahhhh——"
The thieves screamed and shouted loudly: "No, it's nothing. Brother, you can take it all. You don't need any money. I really don't need any money."
Chen Yang made a "poof" sound and said: "Who asked you this? The previous sentence."
"rule?"
He asked tentatively with a stern eyebrow.
"Ah——" screamed again.
"One more sentence."
"Jiehu?"
"Oh~——" He screamed even more miserably.
"One more sentence."
Chen Yang vaguely grasped something, but he didn't grasp it, as if it might slip away from his eyes at any time.
Her eyebrows and eyes were almost crazy, and she shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Yesterday, she sent me news and made an appointment for today's transaction."
"That's it!"
Chen Yang let go of his feet and murmured several times, his eyes gradually brightening.
"Xiaowan, let's go."
He picked up the confused Logan and hailed a taxi.
Behind the two of them, a man with a stern look held his red and swollen palms in his hands, crying and feeling extremely sad.
On the way, Chen Yang made several phone calls to inquire about the situation, and then asked the taxi driver to change direction and drive towards a private hospital on the outskirts of the top three cities.
A private hospital is a private hospital, with good security, beautiful environment, quiet and pleasant environment, whether it is the quality of the doctors or the attitude of the nurses, everything is beautiful except for the price.
Old Professor Yang is a medical scholar at the academic level, with a lot of talents all over the world. The director of this private hospital and the great doctors who support the facade are either his disciples or his disciples and grandsons.