Half an hour later, Ruan Mingchen arrived at the sanatorium.
A group of medical staff stood outside Lu Yinyin's ward, all of them very cautious, while the sounds of things being smashed and broken could be heard continuously from inside.
As the maid pushed Ruan Mingchen over, a young nurse came out from inside, covering her face and trembling with tears, blood constantly flowing from between her fingers.
Ruan Mingchen frowned and instructed the young man behind him: "Give her some money to heal her face, and don't let her talk nonsense. Also, tell the injured people to keep their mouths shut and not to say anything carelessly."
"yes."
The people outside the ward breathed a sigh of relief but also became nervous when they saw Ruan Mingchen, fearing that he would be angry.
Ruan Mingchen waved for everyone to leave, leaving only the attending physician behind.
"What happened?"
The doctor said, "We don't know either. Around noon, a family member of another patient was watching a video in the corridor. Ms. Ruan heard it, went over, snatched the phone, and smashed it. Oh, and by the way, Ms. Ruan kept calling them 'bitch'..."
Ruan Mingchen raised his hand to stop him from continuing, ordered someone to give him money to keep quiet, and then went into the ward.
The only "bitch" Ruan Yinyin referred to was "Song Qingyou." She hated Song Qingyou intensely, presumably because she heard her name on someone else's phone during the day or saw her in person, which triggered her outburst.
"Get out! Get out! All of you get out! Nobody wants me, nobody bullies me!!"
Ruan Yinyin grabbed the water glass to throw it, but when she saw it was him, she burst into tears and threw herself into his arms: "Brother!"
Ruan Mingchen gently stroked her head, "Your grandparents sent you here to calm you down. If you keep making a fuss like this, you'll only disappoint them."
Ruan Yinyin's expression twisted as she said, "They only have that little bastard Ruan Zhi in their eyes now, they don't want me anymore! Brother, brother, please find a way to let me out, okay? I know you must have a way... It's fine if you don't let me out, Song Qingyou has hurt me like this, you have to help me get revenge, brother, you're my own brother, why don't you care about me and let that bitch live well!"
Seeing that she was getting more and more agitated, Ruan Mingchen's expression darkened slightly: "Ruan Yinyin!"
Ruan Yinyin was stunned for a moment, then buried her face in his lap and began to sob.
Ruan Mingchen couldn't bear it any longer and sighed, "Don't cause any more trouble, or I won't be able to protect you."
Ruan Yinyin was filled with resentment, but since her brother had said so, she could only nod and sob.
However, when she lowered her head, her eyes were filled with madness!
Why should she be locked up like a mental patient? Why are Song Qingyou and that little bastard Ruan Zhi still alive and well?
She will definitely get revenge!
One day, she will make them all pay the price!
Ruan Mingchen could see that she was unwilling to accept it, and knew that it would be useless to persuade her.
After leaving, he instructed the old servant to have someone keep a close eye on her to prevent her from causing trouble again.
Her parents didn't really intend to do anything to her, but if she continued to cause trouble like this, she would ruin any chance she had of going back home.
The old maid whispered, "Actually, Miss also wants the old lady's love. She's not a bad person by nature, but she's always been pampered since childhood. Suddenly being neglected makes her unhappy."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Mingchen twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's because they've been spoiled that they think crying and screaming will do the trick when they're being bullied."
late at night.
Fu Wenzhou quietly got up, tucked the blanket around Song Qingyou, got up and gently closed the door before going to the study.
There is a missed call on my phone.
He went back.
The person on the other end said, "Mr. Fu, you asked me to keep an eye on Ruan Mingchen. He went to the sanatorium today. I heard that his sister, Ruan Yinyin, went crazy and injured several people..."
Fu Wenzhou raised an eyebrow slightly. "I heard?"
"No, it's confirmed that Ruan Yinyin injured someone." The other person said cautiously in a low voice, "And Ruan Yinyin even called out Miss Song by name in the room."
Fu Wenzhou's lips curled into a cold smile; he could guess what the other person had said without even asking.
"Since she has a sharp tongue, let her know the consequences of being sharp-tongued."
Ruan Mingchen used Song Qingyou to deal with him, so let him experience what it's like to have someone he cares about schemed against.
"Mr. Fu, shouldn't we tell Miss Song about this?"
"No need." He can handle such underhanded methods.
The next day, Song Qingyou opened her eyes and saw the man's face.
Fu Wenzhou had already woken up. Seeing that she was awake, he leaned over and gave her a kiss: "Good morning."
The two washed up and ate breakfast together. It was an ordinary morning. When Fu Wenzhou asked her which tie would look better with him, she suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction she had never felt before.
That's pretty much what life is like.
Peaceful, yet happy.
She carefully picked out a belt for him and tied it on, which made Fu Wenzhou very happy.
Watching from the side, Fu Nan felt as if his young master Fu had suddenly grown a tail that was wagging wildly behind him.
Song Qingyou first saw Fu Wenzhou into the car. Usually, Fu Wenzhou would linger for a long time before going to work, but today he left decisively.
Only after he left did she go to the side courtyard to see Yun Nian.
Yun Nian was asleep on the table, and something was cooking on a small stove next to her.
She didn't disturb him, but brought a blanket to drape over him before going to the company.
As soon as I entered the office, my assistant rushed in. "Mr. Song, this is the information on the new product spokesperson that the marketing department has sent us. We haven't decided on a specific candidate yet, so they asked me to come and ask for your opinion."
She handed her the tablet and showed her the contents, which were all profiles of rising young actors.
Just then, the phone on the table rang, and Song Qingyou said, "Send it to me first, I'll look at it when I have time."
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