Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

"Mom, she is finally willing to answer the phone!"

Hearing Lao He's voice, Lin Fengya immediately wiped away the tears on her face in surprise: "Let me talk to mother!"

Lao He immediately spoke to Mrs. Lin.

Let the old lady talk to Lin Fengya on the phone.

However, before it was transferred to Lin Fengya, Lao He over there choked up in embarrassment: "Old lady, this..."

Lin Fengya didn't receive her mother's call right away, and felt very uneasy, a little surprised and uneasy: "What's the matter? Old He? Why can't I get through to my mother's phone?"

Lin Fengya used another mobile phone to call Mrs. Lin.

However, logically speaking, Mrs. Lin should have hung up Lao He's call and would answer her call.

But for some reason, she couldn't get through when she called.

"Old He? What's going on, Old He?"

Lin Fengya didn't know why things turned out like this, so she went to Lao He in a panic to ask about the situation.

However, Lao He faltered again: "Madam... Mrs. Lin said..."

"say what?"

Lin Fengya became uneasy.

Subconsciously felt that things had changed, but my mother still refused to forgive herself.

Sure enough, Lao He said to her: "Old Madam Lin said, let you take a good rest in Beicheng, and don't talk to her on the phone for now."

"what?!"

When Lin Fengya heard this, she lost control completely, and was so angry that she threw another mobile phone that could not connect to her mother's phone off the bed, and asked Lao He on the other side of the phone: "What does she think of me? She put What am I?!"

Old He didn't know how to comfort Lin Fengya, with a bitter expression on his face: "Madam...don't be too sad."

"Can I not be sad?" Lin Fengya burst into tears, "I am my mother's daughter, obviously it was Xianya who was sorry for me, why did my mother completely forget that she was sorry for me when she died, and only thought that I was the one who caused her death she?"

Old He sighed.

Lin Fengya grabbed the phone again and asked, "Does my mother not regard me as her daughter at all? Does she?"

Where did Lao He dare to say 'no', he immediately comforted Lin Fengya: "Ma'am, don't think about it, you and Miss Xianya are both the old lady's own daughters, why wouldn't the old lady treat you as a daughter?"

"If she treats me like a daughter, why doesn't she answer my phone? Why?!"

Lin Fengya couldn't find the answer by herself, so she yelled at Lao He and asked Lao He to give her an answer.

However, Lao He was also very helpless.

Lao He didn't know why the old lady of the Lin family had such a big difference in attitude before and after Lin Xianya's death.

"Maybe the old lady was sad for a while, that's why she was like this."

Lin Fengya lost her mind and asked Lao He: "Then what should I do? What should I do to make my mother treat me like before?"

The Lin family is her natal family and her backing.

In any case, she could not lose the powerful backing of the Lin family in Sucheng, because of the existence of this backing, her son could successfully inherit the Song family.

If there is no Su family, then the son will lose an important arm.

Lao He also knew that Lin Fengya thought long-term and thoughtful.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly had an idea, and said to Lin Fengya: "Madam, why don't you go to Sucheng in person after you have recovered your body, and have a face-to-face talk with the old lady."

"Talk face to face?"

Listening to what Lao He said, Lin Fengya repeated slowly.

What Lao He said may not be a good idea.

Lao He also continued: "You and the old lady are mother and daughter after all, and they are related by family. No matter what the old lady says now, they are both biological mothers."

"Yes," Lin Fengya said, "We are mother and daughter."

"That's right," Lao He happily suggested, "You and Mrs. Lin can't talk face to face now, so the old lady will misunderstand you, but if you go to Sucheng and meet the old lady face to face at Lin's house, tell the old lady Speak carefully, and the old lady will definitely forgive you."

"Yes, my mother's love for Xianya since childhood is the same as her love for me. As long as I go to see my mother, my mother will never abandon me."

"That's it, ma'am."

Seeing that Lin Fengya was the same, Lao He was happy for Lin Fengya and heaved a sigh of relief.

He could clearly feel that since Lin Xianya's death, Madam's mood has become very bad.

Even if a very big opponent is lost, hidden dangers and dangers are reduced.

But the madam did not feel happy and relaxed because of this, on the contrary, she became more upset and irritable than before.

"Book me a plane ticket to Sioux City immediately, I'm going to Sioux City tonight!"

Lin Fengya couldn't wait any longer.

The quality of her relationship with the Lin family directly determines her and her son's fame, fortune, status and survival in Beicheng.

It is impossible for her to lose to Xiao Rong.

It is also impossible to give the Song family to Xiao Rong.

Therefore, she must hurry up and go to Sucheng to meet her mother immediately.

After listening to Lin Fengya's instructions, Lao He naturally went to do what Lin Fengya said immediately.

As for Lin Fengya, after hanging up the phone, she sorted out her emotions, and prepared to let the servant come in to help her clean up, then went out to the airport, and went directly to Sioux City.

Unfortunately, the phone had just been put down.

A familiar elegant voice came from outside the door: "Ma'am?"

Accompanied by the knock on the door, the psychiatrist Tang Song's voice sounded politely and gently.

Lin Fengya frowned: "I'm not free right now."

"Madam, please cooperate with me." Outside the door, Tang Song stroked his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and straight to the point with Lin Fengya, "Song Shao called just now and asked to take good care of you."

Although Lin Fengya didn't want Tang Song to come in for a consultation.

However, he was worried that his son would really send Li Wenxin back to the Li family because of this incident.

After a short consideration, Lin Fengya said, "Come in."

Tang Song heard that Lin Fengya allowed him to enter the door, and when the servant opened the door of Lin Fengya's room for him, he walked in with a briefcase.

Lin Fengya has known him for almost ten years.

Tang Song is now in his 30s, a few years older than his son.

People are more elegant and modest, and people will feel comfortable and relaxed when they see them.

It is precisely because of this special temperament that Tang Song quickly became famous in Beicheng after becoming a psychiatrist, and has many high-level upper-class patients.

His psychological counseling office is also recognized as a top-notch counseling office in Beicheng.

"Madam's complexion is not very good, did you not rest?"

After Tang Song opened the door and came in, under Lin Fengya's signal, he sat on the single sofa chair not far from the bed.

Lin Fengya leaned back.

Leaning her body on the head of the bed, there was a soft pillow behind her waist, so the whole person looked tired but relaxed.

This situation, in the eyes of Tang and Song Dynasties, is very contradictory and false.

If a person is really at ease, he will not be tired.

If she was really tired, her ease was faking it.

He put his hands on his folded legs, clasped his fingers together, and started chatting with Lin Fengya: "Madam should take a good rest."

"Since you were called over by me, and you saw that my complexion is not good, you should be very clear that I became like this because I didn't have a good rest."

Lin Fengya raised her hand and squeezed her brow.

Tang Song asked her: "Why is Madam not resting well?"

"My good sister, Lin Xianya."

Without raising her head, Lin Fengya lowered her eyes and pinched her eyebrows.

Lin Xianya...

Tang Song read the name silently, then smiled and said: "Madam lost a rival, you shouldn't be troubled, you should be happy."

"She's my sister, how can you make me happy?"

Lin Fengya finally raised her head and looked at Tang Song's face, as if she disliked his indifference.

Facing the disgust in Lin Fengya's eyes, Tang Song smiled: "Ma'am, am I wrong?"

"That's right, that's not right."

There is no need for Lin Fengya to lie in front of her psychiatrist.

Indeed, this sentence is right and wrong.

She should be happy because she lost an opponent.

But at the same time, she also felt sad because it was her sister.

Tang Song's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately saw the bottle of headache medicine that Lin Fengya put on the bedside.

After looking sideways, he asked Lin Fengya in deliberation: "Ma'am, have you had a headache lately?"

"You are such a genius doctor." Lin Fengya reached out, picked up the bottle of medicine, and shook the pills in the bottle. Hearing the sound of the pills rattling, she said to Tang Song, "I have a headache."

"Is it also because of Miss Lin Xianya?"

"Yes, her death has caused me a lot of trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

Tang Song asked.

Lin Fengya twitched the corners of her lips, and smiled mockingly: "My husband, Song Chaoyang, is someone who doesn't cherish when he's alive, but misses him crazily when he's dead."

"Madam jealous?"

"No," Lin Fengya laughed, "I'm not jealous, I just hate being misunderstood."

"Even Mr. Song Chaoyang, don't you believe that you didn't kill your sister?"

Tang Song's words made Lin Fengya sneer again and again, "It's not just my husband who doesn't believe me, my mother doesn't believe me either, and my brother doesn't believe me either."

Thinking of this, Lin Fengya felt that she was going crazy.

And her pressure is because of this.

The more she thought about this, the more headache she felt, and she raised her hand to continue taking medicine from the medicine bottle.

However, this time the bottle was shaken, but no pills were taken out of it.

Because Tang Song got up and walked over, and when she unscrewed the medicine bottle, he took the medicine bottle away from her hand.

"give me back."

Lin Fengya asked Tang Song for medicine indifferently.

Tang Song lowered his head, glanced at the name of the medicine, and found that it was a very common medicine for treating headaches.

"This kind of tablet, you can take up to three tablets a day, madam, you should have exceeded three tablets today."

Indeed, Lin Fengya had already eaten four slices.

"Don't worry about me."

Lin Fengya didn't want to be directed by Tang Song, so she stretched out her hand and asked Tang Song to return the medicine bottle to him.

However, Tang Song put the bottle of medicine in his briefcase, and then said: "Madam should cherish your body. If you don't cherish your body, Young Master Song will be very worried."

"I know he is worried about me." How could Lin Fengya not know that her son was worried about herself?

However, she has to hold on.

To watch Xiao Rong die!
Tang Song shook his head: "Since you know, you should give up your plan to go to Sucheng."

"Give up on going to Sioux City?"

Lin Fengya looked at Tang Song, her eyes became dangerous, "How do you know I'm going to Sucheng?"