Meng Sheng didn't respond to him. Not long after he finished dinner, another nurse came to give him an injection.
This time Shang Boyu was very cooperative. He even asked the nurse to help tell the nurse who had given him the injection earlier that he apologized sincerely. He then returned to his gentle, gentlemanly and modest demeanor.
It was as if the person who was yelling at the nurse in the morning was not him.
An inexplicable emotion flashed across Meng Sheng's eyes.
The nurse took his temperature again and it was 39 degrees. The fever had recurred.
It was suggested that he stay in the hospital for one more day until the fever was completely subsided.
There are five bottles of medicine in total, two large and three small. The drops are not fast, so if we fight, it will take more than two hours.
Meng Sheng was afraid that he would be bored, so he turned on the TV and found a funny variety show for him to watch.
The reason is to relax.
At half past ten, the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang with a clear and pleasant tone.
It seemed to drown out the noisy laughter coming from the TV.
Meng Sheng paused, and just as she turned her head, she saw Shang Boyu's eyes fixed on her mobile phone, his brows furrowed, and his expression gloomy.
She also frowned and reached out to take the phone.
There is no note on the caller ID.
But Meng Sheng recognized this number.
It was the private detective she had been working with.
Since Ning Weiwei disappeared, the private detective has never contacted her again, and she has never taken the initiative to ask about Ning Weiwei's whereabouts.
After all, they have cooperated so many times, she trusts this private detective.
Suddenly, Shang Boyu's deep voice rang in my ears, "Who hit me?"
Hearing this, she looked up at Shang Boyu's deep, sinister peach blossom eyes.
He looked stunned for a moment.
That look again.
Dark, scrutinizing, suspicious.
Even the tone of his voice was somewhat questioning.
Meng Sheng felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart, but he tried hard to suppress it so that the emotion would not show in his eyes.
He spoke calmly, his voice a little light, "Qionna, just watch first, don't move your hands, I'm going to go out and answer the phone."
The two of them were sitting diagonally opposite each other. When she took out the phone, Shang Boyu didn't see the screen. Now, seeing her answering the call with her back to him, he felt a little unhappy and irritated.
The first thought that came to my mind was that the call was not from Jonah at all.
It was Pei Sui who called.
Looking at her back as she walked out, he clenched his fists and a layer of gloom quickly rose on his face.
He didn't even care when the needle on the back of his hand started bleeding.
The moment the door closed, he took a deep breath, and it felt like a flame was burning in his chest, spreading rapidly like a prairie fire, rekindling the flame that was about to go out in the morning.
He took the cell phone from the pillow and found the number of Special Assistant Liang in the address book.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes.
Without such a desperate situation, how could he make Shengsheng rely on him and change her mind?
A real man should not be fussy about details when doing things.
Even if it's such a despicable means, so what.
He just wanted to get Meng Sheng.
He told himself this in his heart and then dialed the phone.
Special Assistant Liang answered quickly, "Boss Shang, how is your recovery going?"
Shang Boyu did not answer his question, but said in a cold voice, "Spread the word and point the finger at Meng Sheng as the whistleblower of Yueqifang. You don't have to be too direct. Be subtle first and make people suspicious."
He wants to use this rumor as bait first.
Upon hearing this, Special Assistant Liang was greatly shocked.
Release the identity of the Yueqifang whistleblower?
Isn't this... pushing the lady into the fire pit?
If the major wealthy families find out, they will definitely unite to deal with the lady.
Even if the Madam had the Xu family behind her at that time, it would still be difficult to deal with her.
Therefore, Mr. Shang still could not forgive his wife for what she had done.
Yes, she sent his mother to prison with her own hands and tricked him into signing a share transfer contract. No man can endure such humiliation.
But he felt a little reluctant in his heart, so he didn't ask anything and replied, "Yes, I will make good arrangements."
Meng Sheng answered the phone after walking out into the corridor.
"Ms. Meng, sorry to have kept you waiting." As soon as the call was connected, a middle-aged man's greeting came from the other end of the line.
"Long time no see." Meng Sheng asked straight to the point, "Did you find Ning Weiwei's whereabouts?"
The man sneered, "This woman is a little clever. At first, I found out that she bought a high-speed rail ticket to Yingshan City, but she got off in Shuangxi City and finally settled in Suzhou.
Maybe she was hiding from the people who wanted to arrest her. She didn't stay in a hotel, but rented a small courtyard. She didn't go out for eight or nine days. She just went to the hospital the day before yesterday. I checked the hospital's files.
She is trying to protect her pregnancy and has already seen some blood. I will send you an email later and you can take a look. Our order is now complete. Ms. Meng should just transfer the balance to the original account. "
Meng Sheng frowned.
Yu Qionghua's people are still trying to catch Ning Weiwei?
Hasn't she already gone in?
But... Ning Weiwei was able to run quite well even when she was pregnant.
He actually ran to Suzhou, which is 3,600 kilometers away from Beijing.
The fact that she can still keep the baby is enough to prove that she will come back with the baby.
After hearing the news, Meng Sheng's heart calmed down. She said "thank you" and hung up the phone.
About half a minute later, the private detective sent an email.
The file contained more than twenty photos.
The picture is a little blurry, probably not because of the pixels, but because of the distance.
Two of the photos show the appearance of a yard, and in the other three, the outlines of the people in the photos can be clearly seen.
Even though it was blurry, Meng Sheng recognized it.
It’s Ning Weiwei.
There was also a hospital's pregnancy preservation diagnosis and Ning Weiwei's hospitalization record at the back.
It can be said to be very detailed.
Back in the ward, the variety show was still on TV. She walked to the edge of the bed and noticed the bulge on the back of his hand.
The needle is running.
She frowned and quickly pressed the bell, "The needle is running, don't you know?"
Hearing her reproachful tone, the gloom in Shang Boyu's heart dissipated a little.
He deliberately endured the pain and moved the needle crooked, letting the back of his hand get soaked, just to see how Meng Sheng would react when he came in and saw this situation.
Fortunately...
Didn't let him down.
The deep gaze shifted away from her face, which showed no signs of abnormality.
It fell on my hand again, and my soft voice said softly, "I was too engrossed in watching TV and didn't pay attention. You are so careful. If it weren't for you...what would I do?"
He spoke the last sentence gently and tenderly, with a strong attachment and a bit of powerlessness.
Even the way he looked at her eyebrows was the same.
He can always switch between dark and light emotions freely without any pressure.
It's like having multiple personalities.
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