Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Pick up Liu Zheng from the mental hospital?

Liu Jingyuan was shocked. Is this Liu Zheng's condition getting worse? Before Liu Zheng was crazy, but he also lived at home anyway, and now he went directly to the mental hospital.

Didn’t the ancestor visit Liu Zheng in person some time ago? How could it be serious?

And why should he go to the mental hospital to get Liu Zheng out?

Liu Jingyuan was puzzled, and the ancestor hung up without any intention to elaborate.

Without thinking too much, Liu Jingyuan immediately got up to tidy up his suit, and walked outside without squinting. Seven or eight secretaries outside the door immediately followed him.

"Check which mental hospital Liu Zheng is in now, and the meeting is postponed."

As the Liu family is now the eighth largest family, it is too easy to investigate a person.

Moreover, the things the ancestors ordered him were more important than any cooperative meetings, so you don't need to postpone them directly.

Downstairs of the group, the exclusive driver had already parked the top commercial car at the door, waiting for Liu Jingyuan to get on the bus.

Driving directly to the Green Mountain Mental Hospital, Liu Jingyuan felt infinitely emotional and strode inside.

Green Mountain Psychiatric Hospital is an upper-level psychiatric hospital in the Imperial Capital, and most of them are admitted to patients from wealthy families. Liu Jingyuan walked in and saw that the nurse was persuading a man to get down from the tree.

Liu Jingyuan glanced intently, and his heart became more and more sigh. The man he had seen before and was famous in the imperial capital, but the company went bankrupt, the proud man of heaven fell into the cloud, and went crazy.

Liu Jingyuan couldn't help but chuckle. If it weren't for his ancestors, perhaps his fate would not be any better than this man...

"I am not mentally ill, I am really not sick, I can undergo a brain examination!"

The almost desperate cry of the young man brought back Liu Jingyuan's thoughts, and Liu Jingyuan was a little stunned.

He had seen Liu Zheng, who was crazy before, and the boy spoke upside down, sometimes even worse than a five or six-year-old.

Hearing this speaks clearly, not like a mental patient...

Liu Jingyuan thought of the ancestor's order, and suddenly he shook his heart. Is it possible...

Liu Zheng wore a medical suit, struggling and screaming frantically on the hospital bed. At the beginning, the elegant talent became this appearance. He shouted: "I said, I am not sick! I want to see Liu Yuyou, I want to see Liu Yufei!"

The nurse seemed to be used to it, and immediately beckoned: "Quickly, the patient is seriously ill and emotional, give him a tranquilizer!"

Several male nurses rushed up and pressed Liu Zheng to the hospital bed immobile.

Liu Zheng looked at the needle, his despair almost overwhelmed him.

If he would be sent to a mental hospital, he wouldn't be as good as a lunatic for a lifetime, at least he wouldn't despair?

Liu Yuyou, really his good sister, personally sent him to a mental hospital.

Liu Zheng watched the nurse coming with a needle and approaching the skin of his arm.

At that moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes strode in and sternly yelled, "Stop!"

Liu Zheng turned his head to look over, eyes full of tears, and his voice trembled: "Uncle Jingyuan..."

Liu Jingyuan felt uncomfortable when he saw it. At the beginning, this child was the most famous talent in the capital, but he was tortured like this.

Liu Jingyuan looked at Liu Zheng's pale face and exhaled heavily, "Liu Zheng, if you want to thank you, please thank your ancestors for saving you."