After receiving the news, the Luren waited for Mo Langqin to come to him. When Mo Langqin pushed open the door of the ward, the Luren spoke, "This matter was our negligence. It seems that it has been a drag on you."

Mo Langqin took off her white coat, and her white shirt was a little thin. She could vaguely see a long red scar on his waist and ribs when she was close to her white skin.

Mo Langqin came to Lu Ren's bed and sat down. He complained in his heart that Lu Ren was almost taking the hospital as the head of the hospital, and then he turned his attention to Lu Ren's injured shoulder.

But he did not choose to care about the situation of Rhythm.

Mo Langqin crossed her hands and hugged her chest. "I don't care about this. What I care more about now is Lilith. Is Lilith injured? Do you have any news?"

Luren also looked at Mo Langqin seriously and replied, "Lilith is nothing. The informant responsible for the undercover report that she was locked in a room by Jin Zhehu, and the person has never been released. I think she should not encounter any danger, don't worry. According to the informant's description, I think that room should be the room of Jin Zhehu's daughter Jin Xinzi. Xinzi and Lilith are about the same age, so you don't have to worry too much about her accident."

"That's it..."

Mo Langqin nodded slightly and said, "There is another thing. The note says that I asked my master to exchange Lilith with inheritance documents. Isn't it appropriate to not go like this blatant trap?"

The Lu Ren leaned back slightly, and his eyes were half-closed and his face was mocking, "Why did you suddenly ask me about my thoughts? Haven't you gotten angry and said you didn't cooperate with me?"

Mo Langqin rolled her eyes and closed her eyes, "My dear admitted that it was me who brought her personal feelings. Besides, me also asked for a calm time. Now I am calm, so the transaction between us will naturally have to be carried out. After all, this is also the foundation of me doing business. Where is the reason for me to take money and not do anything?"

The lyricist quickly turned from a sarcastic smile to happiness, "That's a coincidence. I have a job here to do business with money. Are you interested?"

Mo Langqin opened her eyes with concern and looked at Lu Ren, "Speak and listen."

The ruler said directly, "Come and be Yao Shun's bodyguard and accompany him to the Four Gods Conference. How do you think about the work here?"

"This..." Mo Langqin thought for a moment, "Then you have to see how much money you can give to me. It's easy to say anything if you have the money."

The Luren gestured with one hand, "I won't talk to you about the price, go and talk to Yao Shun, after all, the money is in his hands, and I don't care about the money."

"Why is the feeling that a husband who is talking about business outside spending his wife's money? But you are very good at giving advice. You just show your kindness to be a traitor or a thief, saying, are you using me?"

Naturally, Lu Ren did not deny it. Instead, he felt that Mo Langqin guessed too quickly, "You really know how to guess. I am indeed using you, but protecting Yao Shun is what I want.

Besides, I just got the news that Baihu heard that Lu Bai has returned, and the specific informant has not come back. So letting you go to this Four Gods Conference can help you complete a task, right? Win-win and win-win."

Mo Langqin let go of her hand and looked at the door of the ward, "Since that's the case, what about Yao Shunren?"

The Luren also looked at the door. Before Mo Langqin came, Yao Shun was still talking at the door, "Before you came, I saw him staying in my ward. Now I might be out. I will call him first and ask him to come over quickly. I wondered where my phone went..."

After Mo Langqin found the phone at the head of the bed, she handed it to Lu Ren. He also stared at Lu Ren's shoulder wrapped in gauze and asked with concern, "How about your shoulder...?"

The man with his cell phone was about to call him, but he felt a little awkward when he heard Mo Langqin's kind words, but he was a little happy, "Ha, do you still care about me?"

Mo Langqin's mouth was flattened, "Can't you?"

The ruler laughed dryly, "It's either that you can't, it's just that you care. I won't give you money. You can't make money from the poor!"

Mo Langqin couldn't help it. If the lyricist was considered a poor person, then he would simply make money from the poor! "Are you poor? Really!"

The lawmaker insisted, "I'm poor!"

"Tsk." Mo Langqin rolled her eyes.

Before the Luren's phone number was called out, Zhuque's thug came to report the matter, "Mr. Lu! Something happened to the Chamber of Commerce!"

Lu Ren frowned and looked at the Zhuque thug. At the same time, he stopped the bickering with Mo Langqin. He suspected that he was attacking Yao Shun again and asked with concern, "What happened? Yao Shun... Is he injured?"

The Suzaku thug bent down and replied, "The president was not injured, but the president's office was messy. Besides..."

"What else?"

"They also put ten broken fingers on the president's desk."

Lu Ren opened his eyes wide, his face looked ugly, "Whose finger cut off?"

Zhuque's thug was calm, "I don't know, but the president was very angry. He took his people to the north market just now."

The Luren was afraid that something might happen before the meeting, so he had to protect Yao Shun. He just said that this kid was a little more mature, but it was still a firecracker... The Luren had to look at Mo Langqin, "Mo Langqin, please go there and protect Yao Shun. I will do anything wrong if I go like this now."

Mo Langqin took care of his shirt collar. He stood up and stretched his cuffs. "I know, the financial owner is in trouble. There is no reason why I don't want to save him, but you have to pay the labor fee first. Don't want Yao Shun, you want yours."

"..." Seeing Mo Langqin reaching out to ask for money, Lu Ren pursed his lips and had to take out 50 yuan from his pocket.

Mo Langqin half-squinted her eyes, "50 should not be enough."

The ruler had to take out another two cents of steel and give it to Mo Langqin.

"...53.2? Yao Shun is worth so much? What's wrong with you with these two cents?" Mo Langqin was amused.

Lu Ren raised his hand and gently grabbed his cheek with his fingers. He glanced at the side, "I picked it up on the road."

"That's how..." Mo Langqin subconsciously nodded to the ruler.

The children's song was heard in the ears of the Luren's ears, "What are you doing nodding! Go quickly! Don't take advantage of me!"

"See you back then."

After saying that, Mo Langqin left the ward with Zhuque's thug.

The ruler was thinking about the purpose of this incident while feeling sorry for his money. If the other party's purpose of this trip was not aimed at Yao Shun, why would Yao Shun be so angry when he saw the broken finger? Whose ten fingers belong to? Will the owner of the finger become Yao Shun's weakness...

If Yao Shun is tripped by her weakness...then it is a good idea to get rid of it...
Chapter completed!