"I didn't announce that Song Qingyu is the president's wife."
Fu Cheng was stunned: “?”
Lu Yanzhi took a sip of wine and told Fu Cheng what happened tonight in a halting manner.
After hearing this, Fu Cheng's mind was in a mess. He didn't know whether he should first complain about Lu Yanzhi for leaving the celebration banquet for Lin Qinxue again, or ask what was going on with Song Qingyu and Gu Hanxing.
"...So," Fu Cheng pressed his aching temple, "what are your plans next?"
If he were to say, since things have come to this, it would be better to let Song Qingyu go.
Otherwise, the relationship between the two will only become more strained.
Lu Yanzhi took a sip of wine.
No words.
His deep eyes were fixed on the bar, and his slender fingers were tightly gripping the glass in his hand.
The cup shattered, but he was still unaware.
…
The next day.
Song Qingyu got up and didn't see Lu Yanzhi downstairs, so she went to the restaurant and had dinner with peace of mind.
After dinner, Song Qingyu did not rush upstairs as usual, but sat downstairs and turned on the TV.
She and Gu Hanxing agreed to meet at 11:00 am.
It's just past eight o'clock now.
There are still more than two hours.
Just then—
Her cell phone rang.
It's an unfamiliar number.
Song Qingyu picked up the phone hesitantly.
"Is this Miss Song? I'm Doctor Sun, the doctor who treated you last time you were hospitalized for stomach problems. You should still remember me, right?"
"What do you want?"
"Well, I happened to see your medical records today and found that your condition is a bit complicated. Could you please come to the hospital for another checkup?"
"But……"
The doctor's tone became serious. "Ms. Song, stomach problems can be serious or minor. If they are serious, they may develop into cancer. I suggest you come here as soon as possible. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow and won't be back for at least two weeks!"
Song Qingyu glanced at the time.
Lu Yanzhi's stomach problem became a chronic disease and could not be cured because he did not take it seriously.
It's only half an hour's drive from here to the hospital.
There is plenty of time.
"Okay, I'll go over now."
After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyu turned around and headed towards the hospital.
Half an hour later.
She arrived at the doctor's office on time.
When the doctor saw Song Qingyu, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his expression, but soon, he said calmly: "Miss Song, right? Please sit down first and drink a glass of water. I will write you a checkup list."
"good."
Song Qingyu sat down and took the water handed to her by the nurse.
But she didn't drink it, but put it aside.
Seeing this, the doctor and the nurse looked at each other.
"Ms. Song, this water was developed by our hospital. It not only quenches your thirst, but also nourishes your internal organs. You can try it," said the nurse.
Song Qingyu waved her hand: "No need."
She doesn't have the habit of drinking water outside.
The doctor and the nurse looked at each other again.
This time, the nurse quietly went to the door and closed it.
Hearing the noise, Song Qingyu turned around and saw the closed door. Alarm bells rang in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face: "Why is the door closed?"
"It's a bit noisy outside." The nurse put her hands behind her back and walked to Song Qingyu's side. She raised her hand, revealing the syringe in her hand.
The needle inserted in the syringe flashed coldly under the light.
Song Qingyu quickly dodged to the side and grabbed a chair.
"What are you going to do?"
She didn't know the two doctors and nurses.
"I'm sorry." The doctor stood up and took out a golf club. "This is what Mr. Lu wanted."
"Mr. Lu? Lu Yanzhi?" Song Qingyu leaned against the wall, barely standing steady.
"Yes." The nurse stepped closer and pulled out a piece of A4 paper from her pocket. "Your kidney and Miss Lin's are a perfect match, so Mr. Lu wants you to donate your kidney to Miss Lin.
This is the consent form signed by Mr. Lu. Miss Song, as long as you obey and donate your kidney to Miss Lin, Mr. Lu will not treat you unfairly. "
Song Qingyu was struck by lightning.
She trembled and snatched the consent form from the nurse's hand.
When she saw Lu Yanzhi's flamboyant signature on the consent form, her heart stopped.
Lu Yanzhi's signature is very distinctive.
It is notoriously difficult to imitate.
For a while, she was obsessed with imitating Lu Yanzhi's signature, but no matter how hard she practiced, she just couldn't get it right.
But I still remember what Lu Yanzhi's signature looks like.
so……
The signature above is indeed Lu Yanzhi's.
It absolutely cannot be a ghostwriter!
Song Qingyu bit her lip and said, "Whoever agrees to donate, go find him. Anyway, I won't agree."
Doctor Sun smiled slightly: "Miss Song, this is what Mr. Lu meant. Do you think anyone in City A can go against Mr. Lu's wishes?"
Looking at the two people approaching step by step, Song Qingyu clenched the stool in her hand: "I still say the same thing, go find whoever asked you to donate!"
"Since Miss Song is so uncooperative," Doctor Sun's expression changed, "don't blame us for being rude."
After saying that, he raised the golf club and hit Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu lifted up the chair to block.
The nurse next to her seized the opportunity and inserted the needle into Song Qingyu's arm.
Song Qingyu, feeling pained, gritted her teeth and threw the chair at the nurse.
The nurse's head was hit hard by the chair.
The body fell backwards uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Dr. Sun panicked and picked up the golf club and hit Song Qingyu on the head.
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