Chapter 47 She is the only one in his world
Song Li was rushed to the hospital overnight. It was already past five in the morning after his wounds were treated and various examinations were completed.
He Qian felt a little more at ease when he saw Song Li sleeping soundly on the hospital bed.
After tossing and turning for so long, the effects of alcohol and sleepiness had worn off. His white shirt was stained with Song Li's blood, but he didn't bother to care. Nothing was more precious now than the time he spent with her.
Zeng Xinyue followed his instructions, went to the company early in the morning to get his spare clothes and rushed to the hospital.
"Go back to the company and ask Lu Qinghe from the legal department to come to see me. Call me before you come." He Qian now really wanted to know clearly about her sister's lawsuit.
"Okay, Mr. He." Zeng Xinyue looked at Song Li lying on the bed, and combined with the bloodstains on his body, "Sister Li...what happened to her?"
He Qian didn't answer, looking exhausted. "Wait for me to come out before you leave and watch her."
After saying that, he took the clothes and went into the bathroom.
Before nine o'clock, legal manager Lu Qinghe came to the hospital. At that time, He Qian was talking to the doctor at the door of the ward.
He stood not far away, waiting at a distance so that he could not hear the conversation clearly.
"I've done all the necessary tests, and no brain problems have been found. The loss of taste could be due to other factors. Could you tell me how long this condition has lasted?"
He Qian really didn't know. He had never noticed such a serious change in the person he lived with every day. "I'll ask her when she wakes up."
"In this case, I usually recommend traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture and Chinese medicine."
"I understand." He Qian was a little impatient. He took out the cigarette case, hesitated, and put it back into his pocket.
The doctor left, but did not take his sorrow away. Fluid accumulation and bone spurs were found in both of Song Li's knees. The problem was not serious, but it was enough to torture a person to the point of mental breakdown!
If he hadn't forced her to kneel in Qingtong Cemetery every rainy season, how could she have endured such a disaster!
She'd been in pain for so long, was she about to give up? Last night's loss of control was an emotional gap.
"Mr. He." Lu Qinghe came over.
"Did you bring the information?"
"I brought it." Lu Qinghe took out a stack of documents from his file bag. "This is the case file of Luo Songjiang and Song Youran."
He Qian saw how thick the file bag was and didn't even want to touch it. "Are we going to take over the entire case from the beginning?"
"No, when Song Youran first sued Luo Songjiang, the Luo family hired the renowned lawyer Hu Min. Because the plaintiff had sufficient evidence and the Luo family had no chance of winning, we took over the case."
"What evidence is there?"
"Song Youran was illegally detained, abused, beaten, and raped by Luo Songjiang and Liu Zhijie, resulting in schizophrenia."
He Qian clenched his fists. After hearing about such an abhorrent act, he wanted to kill this scum. Song Li had to watch her sister endure this until she went crazy!
He remembered what Zhao Gengnian had said last time, that Luo Songjiang had stopped Song Li's car. If Zhao Gengnian hadn't taken her away beforehand, would she have experienced the same thing that night...
Lu Qinghe continued, "After Song Youran was released, her family quickly reported the case to the police, collected evidence, and then sued Luo Songjiang and Liu Zhijie. By then, Song Youran had become mentally disturbed and disorganized, and a hospital report was obtained. Under these circumstances, Luo Songjiang and Liu Zhijie were sentenced to at least ten years."
He Qian's body was stiff. No wonder the Luo family was so anxious to find his second uncle. He knew that with Qi Liang's legal team taking action, there was no case that could not be handled.
"After we take over, we will follow your instructions and conduct an investigation on the evidence in the plaintiff's hands..."
"What do I order?"
Lu Qinghe was stunned. Having said that, he was not sure what the boss wanted. "You said, if Luo Songjiang is in prison for as long as he is, we will be in there too."
"so what?"
Lu Qinghe took a deep breath. "So, we mobilized Qiliang's resources to invalidate all the evidence provided by the plaintiff, and finally sued them for fabricating evidence and the psychiatric evaluation report..."
He Qian didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards. Lu Qinghe didn't mention Song Li's name at all. No wonder he was completely unaware of it at the time!
So, after experiencing such a cruel incident, Song Li's sister was still falsely accused. It turned out that it was all his orders! Her family... must be Song Li. It was painful enough to collect evidence so painstakingly on her own, collecting the blood and tears of her loved ones bit by bit, and in the end, it was all invalidated! And it was even accused of forgery! How desperate she must be...
Song Li must have thought he'd let Luo Songjiang deal with her sister, right? And then he'd spared no effort to smooth things over for Luo Songjiang, leading to their disastrous defeat...
No matter how much she begged him, it was useless because he really didn't connect the two things together.
Yes, ever since that incident, she had never asked him for anything, let alone shed a single tear, until last night when she cried so hard, probably because she really couldn't bear the pain her body was causing her...
"Mr. He?" Lu Qinghe called out a few times.
He Qian stood there, gazing into the distance, his gaze growing increasingly cold. "Luo Songjiang has committed quite a few crimes in the past two years, hasn't he?"
"What's the matter?" Lu Qinghe asked cautiously, completely confused.
"Collect evidence of his crimes, find someone to sue him, and use all your people. If he doesn't go to jail for twenty years, you'll go in his place."
"Ah?" Lu Qinghe was surprised. Was it such a big joke played on him so early in the morning?
"Didn't understand?"
"I understand!" Lu Qinghe didn't hesitate, "What about Liu Zhijie?"
"Let's do it together. Give me the information and you can go." He Qian took the file bag and turned to enter the ward.
He also sent a text message to He Shuxing: You are not allowed to protect Luo Songjiang in the future!
He Shuxing seemed to understand what he was going to do and quickly replied: Just keep your life.
The morning sun was already shining on Song Li's face. He Qian quietly pulled up half of the curtains and sat down beside the bed.
He sat there for the entire morning, without eating or drinking, without moving or sleeping, as if he was letting time pass and letting the surroundings change. She was the only one in his world.
He was seriously thinking back to the time in the file: her sister had been tortured into schizophrenia and falsely accused! Her brother had nearly fallen to his death, and her mother had been rushed to the emergency room...
He remembered the day Lu Qinghe reported to him that Luo Songjiang had won the lawsuit. It happened to be the day the TKV2.0 system was successfully developed. He wanted to celebrate with Liang Tao and the others. He even made Song Li drink a lot of wine and played with her in different ways...
She must have really hated him, which is why she thought of poisoning him.
Those were days that he couldn't bear just thinking about. How did she manage to get through them?
It was evening when Song Li woke up. The golden afterglow of the setting sun made her squint her eyes...
She stood up and looked around the room, which told her that this was a hospital. She lifted the quilt and saw that her right knee had been bandaged again... How did she get to the hospital?
I was trying hard to recall what happened before, when I suddenly found someone lying on the sofa. It was He Qian!
He Qian just woke up, and the first thing he saw was the bed, where she was sitting, staring at him.
Song Li was frightened by just one look from him and shrank into the quilt.
He Qian didn't go over directly. Instead, he picked up his phone and called: "Send the food over."
Song Li looked at the sky. It should be the time when the sun sets and night falls. Did she sleep all day?
He Qian came over and said gently, "Does it still hurt?"
Song Li only looked up and stared at him blankly, forgetting to answer. He asked where it hurt. Had she told him where it hurt?
"That shouldn't be the case. The doctor checked your brain and there's nothing wrong with you. How come you became stupid after sleeping so long?"
"Why am I...in the hospital?"
"I went back to Ciyun Pavilion last night."
Last night... Song Li recalled it bit by bit. Last night she used her connections to buy some morphine. The pain that came as expected every night still didn't let her go. She was woken up from her dream by the severe pain. She got out of bed in a hurry and fell, hitting the wound on her knee hard. Blood immediately gushed out...
The pain grew more intense, like a demon driving her crazy, and her memories of what followed became increasingly hazy...
"You brought me to the hospital?"
He Qian heard what she meant and thought that this kind of thing was unbelievable. "Am I such a person who would not help others in need?"
Song Li lowered his head. “That’s not the case, but you are the one who wants me to die the most…”
"Drink some water." He Qian poured her a glass of warm water.
Song Li took it and drank it.
There was a knock on the door, and then Zhang Ji came in carrying six or seven food boxes of various sizes.
"Mr. He, Secretary Song, dinner is here."
"It's on the table. Leave the car keys with me. You can go home from get off work."
"Yes, Mr. He." Zhang Ji did as he was told.
He Qian lifted the small table on the hospital bed, brought out the food boxes one by one, and opened them in front of her.
As he was busy, Song Li noticed that his hair was limp, his chin was stubbled, his white shirt was only buttoned in three holes in front of his abdomen, and the edges were wrinkled. His trousers had no belt, and he was wearing the disposable slippers in the ward...
Against the backdrop of the red light of the setting sun, He Qian's figure was stretched out, and no matter how sloppy he looked, there was no sense of incongruity.
"What are you looking at?" He Qian took off his shoes and got on the bed. He sat at the foot of the bed and moved the table towards the head so that the food could be closer to her. "Eat, I'm hungry."
Although Song Li was not hungry, he still leaned over and picked up the chopsticks. The dishes were rich and he had no desire to reach out.
He Qian helped her pick up some meat and vegetables, "Eat more and try to be discharged tomorrow. Liang Tao and the others are too busy with the project."
Song Li always felt a little awkward. Usually, when they ate together, they were at least a table apart, but now... there was only a small table top, only 50 centimeters at most. When two people were close together, their foreheads would almost touch.
"Didn't you go to the company today?"
How could He Qian express his fear that she wouldn't wake up? He could only feel at ease by staying with her...
He could only quickly change the subject. "Regarding your loss of taste, the doctor said you could try acupuncture. Once the Chumi Mountain project is implemented, I'll give you a long vacation so you can get your illness healed first."
Song Li was stunned by his slow and unhurried voice. He was clearly right in front of her and was clearly talking to her, so why did it feel so unreal?
He Qian ate while talking, which made it seem like he didn't really care. "As for your knee injury, I've asked the doctor about it, and he'll give me a treatment plan in the next two days."
Song Li had never heard him speak so tenderly before. She couldn't believe that he was saying these words to her, and she couldn't help but feel a soreness in her nose... He didn't mention a word about what happened last night. Was he considering whether she would feel bad?
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