Chapter 6074 Mr. Wan: Don’t worry, leave it to me
Ye Wangchuan knew that it was difficult to find this candidate, so he took the initiative and said: "You don't have to worry about this matter. I will arrange for someone to contact her."
Qiao Nian looked up at him hesitantly.
Ye Wangchuan's fingertips gently rubbed the back of her hand, and pressed hard with his thumb, as if silently comforting him: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I have an eyeliner in the Sixth Continent."
He said so. Qiao Nian instantly calmed down and relaxed his brows: "OK."
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In the sixth continent.
A seagull landed on the reef and was quickly carried back to the car by a passing 'fisherman'.
Someone next to him saw it and joked with a smile: "Evan, why are you carrying a bird back to the car?"
The man in a khaki short motorcycle suit turned back, stepped on the rock with one foot, and turned around and said, "This bird's foot was injured. I took it back to the car to bandage it."
"I see you haven't caught a few fish and you are almost becoming an expert in bird rescue." His companion joked and helped him divert the attention of others: "Hey, my float moved."
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"Where?"
The fishing people around him quickly gathered around, and no one paid any attention to the man who was carrying the bird back to the car.
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Parked on the side of the road was an old pickup truck that had been driving for more than ten years. Its bold brown color made it particularly eye-catching among the row of cars.
The man opened the car door and squeezed into the car, then quickly closed the door, using his broad back to block the front sight of anyone looking back, and turned his back to wonder what he was doing.
From the sight of the fishermen on the shore, it looked more like he was looking for a medical kit to bandage the wound of the injured seabird.
It lasted about fifteen minutes, and the man named Evan returned to the rocks and started to pack up his fishing gear.
"Are you leaving?" Someone tapped him on the shoulder.
As he closed the pole, he said helplessly: "That bird has injured its wings. I have to send it to a nearby animal hospital." "Okay." People nearby knew that he loved nature and was passionate about protecting small animals. , I don’t feel surprised about this.
More than once, they saw Evan rescuing small animals and sending them to a nearby pet hospital to pay a doctor for treatment.
The man holding his shoulders let go and let him go, wishing him sincerely: "I wish you good luck."
"Thanks." Evan patted his shoulder three times before leaving, and hurriedly left the fishing spot with his belongings.
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There were not many people in a three-story pet hospital 20 kilometers away.
"Is Dr. Simon here? I picked up an injured seagull." He went in carrying the birdcage covered with cloth, said hello to the nurse, and went straight to the third floor.
The nurse pointed the way: "The doctor is on the third floor."
The third floor belonged to the pet doctor. The nurse would not go up there if nothing happened. He walked up the stairs and pushed open the frosted glass door.
Talking.
"Doctor Simon, look at this bird for me."
"What kind of bird? Take it out and let me take a look." The man in a white coat quickly stood up and closed the door, isolating the sound of their conversation outside the eavesdropping glass door.
After Evan was sure that no one outside would hear, he placed the birdcage he had brought next to him, lowered his voice and said quickly: "Master Wan has contacted us."
Simon, that is, Moxi, immediately walked over and pulled away the black cloth on the birdcage, and took a look at the bird inside that was trained to deliver messages.
He didn't turn around and asked: "What did Master Wan say?"
"He asked us to find out the whereabouts of Eleanor, the heir to the Eileen family, and determine whether he is dead or alive. If the other party needs help, Master Wan asked us to go all out."