Chapter 832: Have you two been recuperating recently?

Chapter 832 You two have been well-being recently?

Lunch, Li Qiao and his party went to Crystal Garden.

In the box, Zong Zhan and Shang Yu were sitting in the lounge area chatting,

Li Qiao with sour plum slices in her mouth, sitting next to her and texting.

After a few messages were sent, the phone rang.

She glanced at Shang Yu, then got up and went out.

"Madam, it has been four or five days. The House of Commons has not replied,

and I just tried to send the file again, and found that the mailbox indicated

that it had been logged out."

The call came from Cheng Mo. Li Qiao strolled to the backyard and looked down

beside the sundial, "Is there a tracking program embedded in the document?"

"Yes, the tracking path is currently blank, and it should not have been

spread."

Li Qiao touched the edge of the sundial, and said faintly: "Send the documents

to all the members of the House of Representatives."

Cheng Mo Pingbo asked without surprise: "All?"

"All, until there is a result."

After finishing the call, Li Qiao looked down at the phone screen, a sneer on

her lips.

Back to the box, the food has been served.

As soon as Li Qiao sat down, the opposite Zong Zhan took his chopsticks and

knocked on the plate, "You two have been healthy recently?"

Steamed fish, egg soup, steamed spinach, roasted tofu...

Zong Zhan glanced at it and felt that his appetite was lost.

Shang Yu gave Li Qiao a piece of fish, and when she saw her chewing and eating

it slowly, her expression was a little relaxed.

Zong Zhan asked about loneliness, and licked his mouth to eat tofu, the taste

was like chewing wax.

After a meal, although Li Qiao ate slowly, she did not experience morning

sickness symptoms.

After observation in the last few days, she and Shang Yu both discovered a

pattern.

As long as the oil is not drained, severe morning sickness will not occur.

Is she pregnant with a monk?

……

In a blink of an eye, Friday evening.

Li Qiao spent another two days of leisure at home, without any disturbance

from the outside world, she was able to calm down and study an effective

treatment plan for mania.

At this time, Shang Yu has not yet returned.

Li Qiao looked at the report in the email without any expression on her face.

She inadvertently thought of He Chen's suggestion to her a few days ago. The

so-called choice of two is not within her consideration.

The report in the email indicates that the most effective treatment for mania

is to use MECT therapy.

This is the experience summarized by the Medical Alliance through many cases.

And He Chen gave her the second choice, including MECT treatment.

The other is to let her avoid contact with Shang Yu during severe morning

sickness, in short, leave Nanyang briefly.

Li Qiao propped her forehead and sighed. MECT treatment has been universally

used internationally. The current technology is very mature, but it is not a

last resort. She does not want to use this method to intervene.

There was a sound behind her, Li Qiao calmly closed the mailbox, and when she

turned her head, she saw Shang Yu walking in.

"Are you back so early?" Li Qiao said while watching the screen. It was less

than half past six.

Shang Yu responded and leaned over to prop up her chair, "What are you doing?"

Li Qiao stood up and replied without changing his face: "I just made a call

with Old Four Su."

The man hooked her shoulders and asked in a deep voice: "What are the

arrangements for tomorrow afternoon?"

"Not for the time being." Li Qiao obediently followed him out of the

laboratory, into the elevator, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shang Yu patted her shoulder deeply, "Take you to relax."

Li Qiao nodded, and readily agreed.

Not long after, the two came to the living room, a burst of rich fruity

fragrance floating around.

There are four or five plates on the coffee table, all of which are cut

fruits.

Li Qiao sat down, picked up a fork and ate a piece of pineapple. The sweet and

sour taste made her squint comfortably.

The warm light dimmed in the living room adds a little homey warmth to this

moment.

If there is no annoying phone call in the middle of the night, Li Qiao feels

that the ordinary life is quite worth looking forward to.

When Bai Yan called, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Li Qiao was already asleep, and was awakened by the vibration. She opened her

eyes slightly confused, and it took a long time to react.

The phone on the bedside table was shining brightly, Li Qiao blinked, her tone

was not very friendly, "Say."

Bai Yan blew a mouthful of cigarettes and laughed happily, "Yo, you fell

asleep so early?"

"Don't say hang up."

Li Qiao is irritated to get up, and has a grumpy temper when she can't sleep

enough.

Bai Yan did not dare to challenge her bottom line, and said straightforwardly:

"The monitoring period on August 12th is very interesting."

After that, he sighed again, "Or...you go to bed first, and I will tell you

tomorrow morning?"

"Beep toot——"

Bai Yan looked at the phone and was dumbfounded: "..."

What the ** is this temper, just hang up when you say it? !

Li Qiao finished hanging up the phone, turned around and planned to go back to

sleep, closed her eyes and was bewildered for a few seconds, and reached out

to touch the bed, only to realize that Shang Yu was not there.

The mattress is slightly cool, he should have been away for a long time.

Li Qiao blinked and soon became sober. She looked back at the phone, frowned,

squinted and called Bai Yan back, "What surveillance did you mean?"

At the end, Bai Yan raised his head and drank half a bottle of beer, gritted

his teeth and said: "You dare to call me next time. Believe it or not, I will

kill you in Nanyang?"

"Oh, what's the point of monitoring?"

Bai Yan is helpless, and any threats and temptations in front of Yan League K

are almost nothing.

He rubbed his short hair and said angrily: "I asked people to check the list

of all the dead recorded by the British Emperor's Statistics Bureau in August

that year, excluding the dead and old people, and eleven died of

unfaithfulness or robbery. Either shoot or jump off the building..."

Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, “Of these eleven people, three of them were

shot dead, and the basic information is still under investigation.”

Li Qiao got up and leaned against the head of the bed, with faint bloodshot

eyes under her eyes, staring at the night light in the corner for a few

seconds, "Those who died are also counted."

"Nearly a hundred people died. In those few years, the British emperor

happened to have an outbreak of mad cow disease." Bai Yan flipped through the

population list of the Bureau of Statistics, "Are you sure these people also

need to be investigated?"

Li Qiao pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and asked lazily, "If

you killed someone, would someone find out that the deceased died by

shooting?"

Bai Yan accepted the words in good faith, "No."

"Well, check it out."

Li Qiao was about to hang up again, Bai Yan quickly said, "Wait, I heard M

said two days ago, are you coming to Myanmar for a business trip?"

"If she says you believe it?"

Li Qiao frowned. Shi Luo is a walking microphone.

Bai Yan said with a meaningful smile, "I still persuade you to come, maybe you

can watch a good show."

"For example?" Li Qiao was obviously lacking in interest, and asked casually

without the ups and downs in her tone.

Bai Yan pushed her cheek with the tip of her tongue, and said without

sympathy: "M went to Myanmar on a business trip a few months ago. She seemed

to be in trouble during the trip. She didn't tell me much.

Later, I sent someone to inquire about it. She seemed to be on the bar with an

officer in the country. At that time, the two military ministries were

conducting friendly exercises. She sent the officer’s combat command map to

the group..."

(End of this chapter)