Chapter 182 The person contacted by the publishing house
"Yan Zhishi, after so many years, why have you still not made any progress at all?" Yan Shengsi sneered at the man who was shaking constantly.
He slowly leaned over to look at Yan Zhishi, his eyes full of coldness, "Even if I give you a knife, how dare you put my neck around?"
Yan Shengsi's eyes remained motionless, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and his face continued to magnify in Yan Zhishi's eyes.
"Get out!" Yan Zhishi tried his best to retreat, and the momentary desire to kill people was gone.
On the contrary, I was very afraid that Yan Shengsi would kill him.
Yan Shengsi sneered with a sarcastic look, straightened up and said, "Don't worry, why am I willing to kill you?"
He looked very happy and said in a happy mood: "I will always support you."
"You live here and then spend the rest of your life." Yan Shengsi said, and Yan Zhishi's expression collapsed.
"Stop talking!" Yan Zhishi raised his flower and was about to fall.
"You fell and saw?" Yan Shengsi chuckled softly.
Yan Zhishi's hand froze suddenly.
His fingertips were trembling, and he dared not.
"You tortured me for so many years, are you enough?" Yan Zhishi collapsed and said, "I know I was wrong before, we were wrong, we shouldn't bully you, I'm punished now."
Yan Zhishi stared at her eyes wide and looked very crazy, "You let me go out, I'm not crazy, why should I live in a mental hospital?"
"You let me meet my dad, yes, give me your phone and let me meet my dad."
"I beg you Yan Shengsi, Xiaowu, Xiaowu, I beg you." Yan Zhishi held the words in one hand and grabbed Yan Shengsi's clothes tightly with the other.
Yan Shengsi directly left his hand away.
He frowned and looked at his clothes with disgust, as if he was considering whether to throw away the clothes now.
"Yan Mingcheng has given up on you a long time ago. Do you think if he didn't give up on you, I could stop him and not come to see you?" Yan Shengsi said softly: "Stop dreaming, abandoning your son is useless in the Yan family."
"As for letting you go..." Yan Shengsi looked down at him: "Do you think it's possible? You have to be so painful every day. I want you to watch the Yan family get better and better, but you can't get a penny. You are hysterical and I feel relieved."
Yan Zhishi covered his face and trembled gently.
"Remember what day it is today?" Yan Shengsi raised his eyebrows and looked at the bouquet of chrysanthemums, "Remember to trim it and insert it into the bottle. If there is a petal missing in the flower, then your next life will be even more sad."
"What day is today?" Since Yan Zhishi lost his legs, he began to become mentally ill and could not remember the days at all.
He suddenly picked up the calendar placed by the nurse next to him.
Then he said with a pale face: "It's...it's his death day..."
"No, no, I don't want to insert this flower." Yan Zhishi was so frightened that he broke the sound.
Yan Shengsi sneered and turned around and was about to leave.
"Yan Shengsi, you are not treating us like this because we bullied you when we were young, right?" Yan Zhishi suddenly spoke, his voice resounded sharply throughout the ward, and said a little crazy: "It's because we killed Xiaoliu, right?"
He became excited.
"It's because we killed Xiao Liu. Is your most cherished brother?"
"Today is Xiaoliu's death day, so you have to see me go crazy, you have to see me collapse, you have to avenge Xiaoliu!"
"You won't let anyone go, hahaha." Yan Zhishi lost his legs, and tried to straighten his body with both hands, trying to stand up on the edge of the bed. His hands were so thin that he was only covered with bones. It looked very scary, "Yan Zhiyuan, Yan Zhier, Yan Zhishan, you won't let you go, right?"
"Do you think you can make them all me alone? Dad will stop you, Dad will definitely!"
He was about to go crazy.
Yan Shengsi found a nurse and said, "Be calm."
The door of the ward closed quickly.
Yan Shengsi also patted the corner of his clothes that he had been caught and walked downstairs expressionlessly.
The nurses in the ward heard Yan Zhishi murmured before he fell asleep: "Xiao Liu, do you want all of us to pay Xiao Liu's life... Xiao Liu is dead, he is dead..."
A young nurse who had just come to the internship couldn't help but ask: "What Xiaoliu? Don't the Yan family have only five children?"
"What does five or six have to do with you?" The head nurse immediately frowned and scolded: "You are so curious! Do you need to ask more about the patient's affairs? This is still the Yan family's hospital. Wouldn't it be enough for you to do your job well?"
The physical nurse was scolded and felt very aggrieved.
A female nurse who had been here for a year quietly pulled her and said, "Don't ask this question again in the future. Our hospital is private, which means that Yan Mingcheng is our immediate boss."
"The Yan family actually has six children, and our Mr. Si is not the youngest child."
"But the sixth-ranked one died in the early years, and Yan always was very sensitive to this problem, so we won't say much."
"Even the families who are close to the Yan family don't mention the Sixth Master. If it is reported to President Yan, you can't even keep your job. Is it easy to find such a high salary in Beijing?"
"It's not easy." The young nurse shook her head with lingering fear, "I know, senior, I will never mention it again. I will pretend that I didn't hear it if I hear it."
"Oh, that's right."
Yan Shengsi walked downstairs.
He frowned, but suddenly stopped on the next stairs.
He seemed to remember something suddenly, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the dean's office.
The dean was drinking tea, and suddenly saw Yan Shengsi appear at the door and he almost squirted out a sip of water.
"Why are you here, Mr. Si?"
"Come on, I'll pour you tea..."
"No need." Yan Shengsi interrupted his movements and said directly: "I remember this hospital was a general hospital before, right? My fourth brother just broke his leg."
"Yes, yes, but we are mainly engaged in psychiatrics, so we will change it later..."
"Did an intern named Pan Jingjing come to our hospital for an internship during the period when Yan Zhishi was sent to this hospital with a leg injury?"
"Pan Jingjing? Yes, yes, yes, yes, I remember." The dean nodded suddenly, "Originally, I couldn't remember all the interns in our hospital, but Pan Jingjing was lucky. After three months of internship, she immediately became a student under Dr. Lin Sen and was transferred to the city hospital."
"Lin Sen is a very well-known doctor now, so I remember."
While speaking, the dean called out Pan Jingjing's information on the computer.
"Look, that's it."
Yan Shengsi saw that Pan Jingjing's information form was very excellent in all internship scores, "She seems to be very capable?"
"It's not just that, it's also very smart, very talented in medicine, and a good seedling!" The dean praised.
"Come out the information." Yan Shengsi said.
Such a talented and valued person can now unbutton a child like that?
And after following Lin Sen?
Yan Shengsi took the information in his hand, shook it with a smile, and said softly: "We Junwan, we should be very interested when we see this information."
After all, if she wants to deal with Lin Sen, she needs to catch him.
After getting the information, he returned to the car. As soon as he picked up his phone, the phone suddenly vibrated.
Yan Shengsi looked down at the caller ID and frowned.
He connected, and a formulaic voice from the woman came from over there, "Hello, Mr. Yan Shengsi, I am the Book Publishing House of the Six Kingdoms."
Before the woman over there finished speaking.
Yan Shengsi had already interrupted her with gloomy eyes.
"Have I warned you the head of the publisher?"
His voice was very heavy, "Don't call me in the future."
Chapter completed!