"I am very satisfied with these jewelry. I heard you yesterday that you sold them to save lives, so let's see if the money is enough." Chen Shuhui said: "If it is not enough, I can lend it to you."

He smiled, she was really a kind girl.

If he had heard of this yesterday, he would have regarded her as a benefactor.

But now, there is no need.

"That special medicine is useless." Zheng Jingwang's smile flew in a flash, and his face turned pale: "There's no way... we don't need money."

Chen Shuhui turned around and looked at the dying person in the ward. Even if he was lying down, he could see that the other person was tall, had a straight facial features and was very masculine.

I don't know if I like it if I'm with her.

Chen Shuhui looked at Zheng Jingwang and Zheng Zhilong again, not to mention whether they like him.

I don't know if the current technology can identify the possible kinship between her and Zheng Jingwang.

After all, there is more than one layer of space between them.

But I still have to ask.

"Teacher Zheng, I have one more thing to ask you when I come today." Chen Shuhui said.

"What? You said." He cheered.

"I heard you have a sister named Zheng E." Chen Shuhui said.

Zheng Jingwang's eyes shining, and he looked at her: "Why did you ask her?"

If someone asks, he will never be excited, but when he sees a girl who looks a lot like his sister, he is inexplicably excited.

"How many fights did her hands and feet fight? Which finger?" Chen Shuhui asked.

Zheng Simin has no birthmark, facial features or moles. She asked her grandfather, only Zheng E’s fingerprints and footprints.

This makes no sense if the numbers and positions are the same, but if they are different, they can be excluded.

"My sister has nine buckets on her hands and three buckets on her feet!" Unexpectedly, Zheng Jingwang really knew the problem and remembered the location clearly.

He and Zheng Simin are not very different from each other. When they were children, they grew up playing together. They know each other's trivial matters.

It's actually the same.

Chen Shuhui nodded. In fact, she had already determined that Zheng was her grandmother.

Otherwise, why would a ring that recognizes others as the main body be so active in her hands?

They were passed down by the ancestors of the Zheng family, and Zheng's blood may still flow in her body.

"What does it mean to nod?"

Two voices asked at the same time.

A surprise, a panic.

Chen Shuhui turned around and looked at Qi Zhijun who was staring at her.

Qi Zhijun put on glasses and stared at Chen Shuhui with bright eyes.

Chen Shuhui raised her eyebrows. I didn't expect him to come here.

Qi Zhijun didn't expect Chen Shuhui to ask such a question.

He now also saw Chen Shuhui's appearance. This is very similar, just like Zheng E was reborn.

"What is your relationship with Zheng Simin?" Qi Zhijun walked forward, stood in front of Chen Shuhui, and asked her nervously.

Zheng Jingwang woke up, stood between Qi Shijun and Chen Shuhui, and glared at him: "What does she have to do with her sister? It's just that the two look very similar."

There are many very similar people in the world.

My sister was only a teenager when she didn't have children.

There is a person who looks like him now. It's just a coincidence at best. It's just a coincidence.

Otherwise? Will it be your sister's blood?

Qi Zhijun doesn't think so, because he knows that Zheng E may still be alive, and the person who died in hell may not be Zheng E!

He stared at Chen Shuhui and suddenly had an inspiration: "It's you! You stole my ring!"

Only Zheng E knows the secrets of those jewelry! As a descendant of Zheng E, I must also know! There is a reason to steal the ring!
Chapter completed!