Five Treasure to Find Dad, Mommy Is Super Powerful

Dongfang Han's face was gloomy, and he blamed himself deeply.

Lin Ze looked serious and said, "Little master, don't say that."

"By the way, there is one thing I am very puzzled about. Is Ling Mohan now really Jingchen?"

This morning, Bai Liyue and Qin Yahan met with him and explained to him the current situation as well as her and Ling Mohan's plan to save people.

Just in case, Bai Liyue asked Dongfang Han to ask him to go to Ling's house if she had an accident at Ling's house at night.

With Dongfang Han's status in Jiangcheng, she would definitely be able to save her from Mrs. Ling's hands.

But I didn't expect that when Dongfang Han arrived, something happened to her.

Lin Ze nodded confirmingly.

"Yes, even if I would admit my mistake, Miss Bai would not admit it, but now President Mu doesn't remember the past, even he himself thinks he is Ling Mohan."

Dongfang Han looked sad and said, "In this case, things are a bit tricky. That Mrs. Ling is a famously ruthless character.

Now that even Jing Chen himself thinks he is Ling Mohan, the sister-in-law really has no reason to take him back, and Mrs. Ling will not admit it.

Moreover, apart from the exchange of interests, the major families in Jiangcheng never interfere in any private affairs. I really don't know how to intervene in this matter. "

There are some exchanges of interest among the major families in Jiangcheng, which is conducive to survival and stable status.

Dongfang Han's parents and Mrs. Ling naturally knew each other, but for Dongfang Han, he was not familiar with Mrs. Ling and had nothing to do with him.

If he asks Mrs. Ling about Ling Mohan under the name of the Dongfang family, there is indeed something wrong.

While hesitating, a nurse holding a medical record came over.

"Little Master, the wounds on that man's body have been taken care of, but the situation is a bit bad."

Dongfang Han took the medical record, and after flipping through two pages at random, he said to the nurse, "Take me to see it."

The nurse took Dongfang Han to the front ward.

In the ward, a man sits on a hospital bed.

His entire head was covered with gauze, only a mouth was exposed, a pair of squirming eyes, and his hands and feet were tied together.

When Dongfang Han stepped into the ward, the doctor in the ward came over and explained to him the specific situation of the man.

"Young Master, this man's face has been completely disfigured, we have bandaged him, but judging from the injury, he will not be able to recover in half a year.

Even if he recovers, his appearance is horrible, and after testing, he has a mental problem, that is to say, he is now mentally ill.

After the anaesthetic, he kept pulling the bandage on his face with his hands, so I asked him to tie up his hands and feet to prevent him from making aggressive words and deeds. "

Dongfang Han nodded lightly, and then asked, "Can he be cured in this situation?"

"Young Master, if you look at your appearance, you must have all the scabs complete, and then try the advanced artificial skin, but the chances of recovery are not great.

As for his mental illness, it seems that it was caused by some kind of potent medicine. The medical equipment in the hospital could not find out the root cause of his illness and could not prescribe the right medicine. "

The doctor's meaning is obvious, that is, there is a high probability that he will not be cured.

"Well, you go out first."

Dongfang Han sent the doctor away, and walked to the man sitting on the hospital bed step by step.

This man was rescued from the back seat of Bai Liyue's scrapped car tonight.

According to what Bai Liyue said before, this person should be the real Ling Mohan.

But now, with his face covered in bandages, no one can tell who he is from a pair of hollow eyes.

I saw him sitting sluggishly on the hospital bed, did not resist any more, muttering three words over and over again in his mouth: "Bitch woman..."

It can be seen that even if he is mentally disordered, he seems to have some deep resentment towards this "fashionable woman" in his mouth.

Dongfang Han approached him, stretched out his hand to shake in front of his dull eyes, and asked, "Are you Ling Mohan?"

When the man sitting in the ward heard this, his sluggish eyes suddenly appeared fierce, staring straight at Dongfang Han.

The next moment, he suddenly got up.

Although his hands and feet were tied up, he suddenly jumped up and opened his mouth madly at Dongfang Han, trying to bite him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Han immediately got up and took a few steps back.

The man's body fell from the hospital bed because of an unstable center of gravity.

The head fell on the ground, and it seemed to touch the wound on his face again.

The bandage on his entire face was quickly stained blood red with the naked eye, and it looked like a mummy with blood on his face.

Dongfang Han frowned and shouted at the door: "Doctor!"

The nurse and doctor waiting at the door rushed in and helped the man on the ground up.

"Little Master, we will immediately re-apply the medicine bandage to him!"

"Ok."

Dongfang Hanni glanced at the man, and felt some scalp tingling through the bandage.

If this man is really Ling Mohan, then the person who caused him to be insane and injured must be the Mrs. Ling who locked him up.

He couldn't imagine that it was incredible that a mother could give such a cruel hand to her son.

Seeing nothing to ask, Dongfang Han asked the doctor to take good care of him before leaving the ward.

…

In Bai Liyue's ward.

This room is very spacious and the medical facilities are top-notch, as luxurious as a presidential suite.

Dongfang Hunter ordered her to arrange the best ward for her, and the doctors and nurses must pay attention to her condition at any time.

However, at this time, Qin Yahan was the only one in Nuo Da's ward.

She sent away the accompanying nurse, and sat alone on the side of the bed, staring at Bai Liyue, who closed her eyes on the bed.

Holding Bai Liyue's hand, Qin Yahan prayed for her to get better soon.

Bai Liyue on the ward was breathing evenly, like the eyelashes of a feather fan trembled, and then frowned.

At this time, she was immersed in a nightmare.

In the dream, the three-year-old girl with two pigtails and a little bear doll in her hands was standing on the side of the road, staring at a woman in a red dress in front of her.

The woman's eyes are soft, her eyes are already bursting with tears.

The woman said to her: "You are waiting for me here, I will pick you up in a while, do you understand?"

She blinked, did not speak, nor agreed.

The woman walked farther and farther, she stood alone in the middle of the road with the little bear in her arms.

She knew in her heart that the woman would never come back.

She threw the bear in her hand on the ground, facing the direction of the woman's disappearance, and spit out an inaudible sentence: "I hate you."

At this moment, a car in front drove straight towards her, fast.

The car drove the bear on the ground and knocked her out.

At the age of three, she didn't even have a chance to shout, and instantly fell into a pool of blood.