"How did you know I was here?" After crying, Song Ci's voice sounded like a broken gong, very harsh.
"A Song told me." Han Zhan came over and covered Song Ci's eyes. "Go home, and you should go back and have a good sleep."
Han Zhan picked up Song Ci and put her in the car. After entering the car, Han Zhan still held Song Ci in his arms, like a child.
"Close your eyes and don't open them." Han Zhan's tone was domineering and he would not tolerate any objection.
Song Ci was also really tired. She closed her eyes and let herself fall asleep in Han Zhan's arms. The car was driving smoothly, shaking slightly, and Song Ci actually fell asleep.
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci's recently thinner face, and felt a little distressed. When he got home, he carried Song Ci to the bed and was about to take a shower when the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.
Seeing the words "Doctor Xinqiao", Han Zhan's eyes flashed coldly.
He picked up his phone, walked out of the master bedroom and went to the meeting room.
"Mr. Han."
Han Zhan didn't respond.
The man on the other end spoke cautiously, "I have received the money you paid. Thank you, Mr. Han. As for the remaining 20 million..."
"Once the matter is settled, I will transfer the money to your child. That money will be enough for him to finish high school and college, and after graduation, he can buy a house in a good location." If he is good at managing money, maybe he will have enough money to find a wife.
Without any worries, the man finally felt at ease. "Thank you, Mr. Han. I will do my best to complete the task you requested."
Han Zhan interrupted the other party and said, "I'm not asking you to try your best, but you must get it done."
"If this fails, Dr. Zhu, you will have to walk into the prison and be carried out sideways." Han Zhan's tone was quite easygoing, but his words made people feel cold under their feet.
Han Zhan slowly hammered a nail into the man's heart, making him feel uneasy. "I'll definitely get it done!"
Han Zhan hung up the phone, impatiently unbuttoned his shirt, and cursed, "You idiot, you'll have to spend the rest of your life in jail."
After cursing, Han Zhan returned to his calm, steady and upright appearance.
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Xinqiao Hospital is a private hospital. It was founded thirty years ago. The first dean was Du Lengsheng, Du Tingting's father.
After Du Lengsheng passed away, Xinqiao Hospital became Du Tingting's property. Du Tingting had been living a life of luxury for many years and had no intention of managing the property under her name.
Therefore, the nominal chairman of the hospital is Du Tingting, but the person in charge is actually Mu Mian.
Building No. 2 of Xinqiao Hospital is the inpatient department, and the 8th floor is the chairman's activity floor. Medical staff, patients and their families are not allowed to enter.
Late at night, a light on the eighth floor came on.
Mu Mian walked in from outside. The light from the corridor cast his shadow on the ground, stretching it out and making him look like a devil.
Mu Mian walked into the ward and stared at the limp woman on the bed, who had been injected with sleeping pills. The girl was frail, and her fair face looked even more pale under the light.
No one could have imagined that Song Fei, who had already been cremated, was lying on the eighth floor of Xinqiao Hospital!
Song Fei's hands and legs were tied to the four corner pillars at the head and foot of the bed. She had completely lost her ability to move and could not escape even if she had wings!
Song Fei had woken up, but the effect of the drug had not yet worn off. Her bones felt weak and she couldn't open her eyelids, so she could only squint.
Mu Mian walked to the bedside and looked down at Song Fei. "You're awake." Mu Mian's tone was calm, without any of the anxiety or panic that a kidnapper and murderer should have.
Song Fei narrowed her eyes and looked at Mu Mian, her lips moved but she couldn't speak.
Mu Mian suddenly said, "Actually, you had regained consciousness that time." Mu Mian's words made no sense, but Song Fei understood.
Mu Mian: "At the sanatorium, I drew your blood and sent it to be matched with Mu Qiu's blood. The next night, you disappeared. You sensed danger and escaped while I wasn't paying attention."
Song Fei's disappearance disrupted all of Mu Mian's plans, leaving him feeling troubled for a while. "Song Fei, you really impressed me."
Song Fei pursed her lips again, as if she had something to say.
Mu Mian thought she was too weak, so he bent down attentively, looking attentively attentive. "You talk, I listen." After that, Mu Mian heard Song Fei say -
"Fuck your mother."
After saying that, Song Fei spat on Mu Mian's face.
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