Hospital.
Song Qingyou had just gotten out of the car.
The doctor she had arranged rushed over to her as soon as he saw her, talking about Xu Qingran's condition over the past few days as he went upstairs: "Her mental state has been worrying since the amputation. She goes crazy every day, and now she refuses to cooperate with the treatment. We are planning to give her a sedative."
“No need,” Song Qingyou said.
Because Xu Qingran was too noisy, she had someone arrange for her to stay on the quietest floor, which was full of VIP wards and not many people were staying there.
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she heard Xu Qingran's hysterical screams.
Besides clamoring to see her, he also cursed the medical staff, constantly blaming others for breaking her leg and making her disabled.
"Was it Song Qingyou who made you amputate my leg? She wanted me to be crippled! You accomplices! Executioners! When I get out... when I get out, I'll make you all pay!"
The doctor next to Song Qingyou turned green.
I've never seen such an ungrateful person.
If it weren't for their all-out rescue efforts, she would be reporting to the King of Hell right now, how could she still be alive to be calling for help?
Xu Qingran lay on the bed, unable to move her lower body. Many medicine bottles hung beside the bed, and her head was wrapped in thick bandages. There were many scars on her exposed skin.
He originally looked like someone who would elicit sympathy, but he just had to court death here.
All the medical staff loathed her and stood far away, letting her rage on.
Song Qingyou walked in and said coldly, "If I were you, I should stay put right now."
Xu Qingran suddenly saw her, a flash of fear and resentment crossing her eyes. She grabbed the water glass from the bedside table and smashed it hard: "Song Qingyou! You bitch, you'll die a horrible death!"
Before Song Qingyou could even move her feet, the water glass smashed at her feet, shattering into countless pieces.
She dismissed the medical staff, and once the door closed, the entire ward became eerily quiet.
Xu Qingran, who had been shouting incessantly just moments before, instantly cowered, glaring at her warily and angrily: "What are you trying to do?"
Her legs are now crippled, and she can't even get out of bed. Although Song Qingyou looks calm, her eyes are incredibly terrifying, as if she wants to kill someone.
Song Qingyou was too lazy to waste words with her. "Didn't you want to see me? I'm here. Are you mute?"
Xu Qingran shrank back, gritting her teeth as she said, "Don't you want to know why I jumped off the building? Someone forced me to do it! As long as you agree to my conditions, I'll tell you everything. If you don't agree, then... then we'll fight to the death. I'll let everyone know what kind of person you, Song Qingyou, are. Your project has just started; you must be very afraid of accidents, right?"
As she continued, she even became quite smug.
Song Qingyou's eyes narrowed, she walked over and raised her hand!
Snap!
Xu Qingran was stunned. She covered her slapped face, stared at her intently, tears welling in her eyes, and said in disbelief, "You hit me?!"
Before she could finish speaking, Song Qingyou slapped her again!
The pent-up anger in her chest dissipated somewhat, making her less irritable.
However, she didn't intend to argue with Xu Qingran for a while.
Such a stupid person, so easily manipulated and exploited, is so annoying to even look at.
"I'm giving you two choices now." After the two slaps, her hands hurt, and she couldn't help but think of Fu Wenzhou. If he were here right now, he could rub them for her.
Thinking of this, she frowned slightly.
I've definitely become a bit spoiled by him.
She sat down in the chair with a cold expression and slowly said, "Either you do as I ask and atone for your sins, and I won't prosecute you. Or you continue to oppose me, and I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail."
At this point, she covered her mouth and coughed lightly a few times, a hint of weariness showing in her eyes. Her tone was indifferent, but what she said made Xu Qingran's heart tremble with fear!
“In your current state, if you go to prison, you will not only have to work endlessly every day, but you will also be bullied by others. Even if you go to complain, no one will care about you. If I spend some money and promise the families of the prisoners there some benefits, you probably won’t live more than three months.”
Xu Qingran was terrified: "You...you can't do this, I'm your sister!"
Song Qingyou stared at her calmly, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Sister? Don't insult that word."
Xu Qingran's face flushed, feeling unbearably ashamed, but she dared not gamble with Song Qingyou's conscience.
"I... I can obey, but you... you have to agree to my conditions." Xu Qingran was genuinely scared, which was exactly what Song Qingyou had expected.
Even if her legs were crippled, someone like Xu Qingran wouldn't be willing to die.
She curled the corners of her lips into a smile. "What are the conditions?"
...
Half an hour later, Song Qingyou left the hospital, while Xu Qingran continued to cause trouble.
Before long, Fu Wenzhou learned of the result.
Fu Nan helped him set out the food and saw that he had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood, not worried about Song Qingyou at all. He asked in confusion, "Young Master Fu, it seems that Miss Song failed to deal with Xu Qingran. Why are you so happy?"
"That's all, just Xu Qingran."
Xu Qingran is one, but his Youyou is quite formidable; there's nothing she can't handle.
Perhaps they have other plans.
His longing for her reached its peak at that moment, so he put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, took out his phone, and made a video call.
As soon as the video call connected, he called out, "Youyou~"
Song Qingyou's voice rang out from outside, and then the light and shadow at the doorway shifted slightly, revealing her slender figure in view.
Fu Wenzhou was taken aback.
He clearly hadn't expected her to arrive so quickly.
Didn't you say you were going to the company?
However, that didn't stop him from rushing over and pulling the person into his arms!
The nameless anger in Song Qingyou's heart had long since vanished. She instinctively hugged him and said urgently, "What are you doing? Be careful!"
The servants and Fu Nan had already left, leaving the restaurant to the two of them.
Fu Wenzhou sensed the worry in her tone and quickly seized the opportunity, feigning weakness as he leaned against her, burying his face in her neck and taking a few deep sniffs.
The pomelo still smells so good!
Song Qingyou felt the weight pressing down on her and her heart jumped: "Are you feeling unwell again?"
Fu Wenzhou, afraid she would worry, quickly said, "No."
Taking advantage of the situation, she started to push her luck again: "I missed my darling after just one day apart. Youyou, I didn't even leave the house today, so please don't be angry, okay?"
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