Song Zhenzhen was horrified, but she knew she couldn't show her fear at this moment. She stiffened her neck and said, "I was forced. It wasn't my fault that the wrong child was taken away. What does it have to do with me? When I found out they were bad elements, I cut off all ties with them. I'm not afraid of an investigation."
"Really?" Song Yun sneered, "Then why don't you just send a letter of denunciation and see what happens!" After saying that, she took the phone and left. She was too lazy to waste her time and energy talking to this kind of person, so she might as well go back to sleep for a while.
Song Zhenzhen didn't dare to report Song Yun. She knew better than anyone that although she had cut off her relationship with Bai Qingxia and Song Hao in the newspaper, she had lived in that family for eighteen years and called the couple her parents for eighteen years. This kind of relationship could not be severed with just a few words.
In contrast, Song Yun had never had any contact with Song Hao and Bai Qingxia. Even when Song Yun learned about her life experience, Song Hao and his wife had already been demoted. She didn't even have the chance to meet them. Even if she found out this much, it wouldn't have much impact on her.
"What are you doing here?"
Ding Jianye's voice suddenly sounded behind Song Zhenzhen.
Song Zhenzhen was startled and turned to look at Ding Jianye, then looked in the direction where Song Yun left. Fortunately, Song Yun was no longer there, and Ding Jianye didn't seem to see her either.
But Ding Jianye asked, "Who were you talking to just now?"
He saw it, but he didn't see it clearly.
"No, no one, asking for directions."
Ding Jianye didn't believe Song Zhenzhen. This woman was full of nonsense and none of her words were believable.
But he didn't intend to ask any further questions. It was pointless.
"Where is my mother?" Ding Jianye asked.
Song Zhenzhen hurriedly said, "She's still in the emergency room. The bleeding has stopped. The doctor said she's fine. Don't worry."
Ding Jianye turned and left.
Song Zhenzhen chased after him, and the two entered the emergency room one after the other.
As soon as Ding Jianye entered the room, he saw a doctor stitching up Zhao Lanhua's forehead. The wound looked quite large, and Zhao Lanhua was unconscious. He cast a cold gaze at Song Zhenzhen and asked in a low voice, "You call this 'not good'?"
Song Zhenzhen was quite afraid that Ding Jianye would look at her like that, and wanted to explain, but found that she couldn't. She was the one who pushed Zhao Lanhua when she hit her head, but that was also because Zhao Lanhua had spoken ill of her first, and she pushed her because she was angry.
She originally didn't want to send Zhao Lanhua to the hospital, thinking that it would be good for Zhao Lanhua to die like this. Then she could say that Zhao Lanhua accidentally fell down. Who could say anything? No one saw it with their own eyes. Once Zhao Lanhua died, there would be no evidence.
But at that time, the nosy aunt next door heard the noise and came to knock on the door. She had no choice but to send the person to the bathroom, and then to the hospital.
Thinking of what Zhao Lanhua would do when she woke up, Song Zhenzhen's heart trembled, and her mind raced, trying to think of a solution.
Song Yun didn't know what was happening in the emergency room, nor was she interested in knowing. She had already lain down. No matter how long it would take for dawn, she would sleep as long as she could, as she still had a lot of things to do after dawn.
At half past six, Qi Mo'nan slid his wheelchair to the door of the single room where Song Yun lived. He didn't rush to knock on the door. He first listened carefully to the movements in the room. When he found out what was going on, he thought Song Yun was still sleeping, so he didn't knock on the door. He put the lunch box in his clothes to keep warm.
Half an hour later, there was a noise in the house. Qi Mo Nan estimated the time it would take her to wash up, and knocked on the door when it was almost time.
Song Yun was braiding her hair. She had finished one of the two braids and was braiding the other one. She opened the door with one hand and saw Qi Mo Nan sitting in a wheelchair at her door.
"Why are you here?" Song Yunyi untied her half-braided hair and went out to push Qi Mo Nan into the house. "The corridor is windy, it's warmer inside."
The winter in Sichuan Province is actually quite cold, not as cold as in the north. It's the kind of cold that penetrates deep into the bones. She is still a little uncomfortable with it.
Qi Mo Nan took out a lunch box that he had kept warm in his clothes and said, "I brought you breakfast."
Song Yun took it and felt the temperature of the lunch box. She thought he had just called from the cafeteria and said with a smile, "I'm hungry. Have you eaten?"
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