Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

"Shouldn't I kill you?"

Song Shuang asked.

There was a smile on the corner of Xiao Rong's lips, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but a little complacent: "You are a doctor, you save lives and heal the wounded, you won't kill me."

Song Shuang nodded and looked down at her hands: "Indeed, my hands should not be stained with blood."

He is a doctor. He has been working hard and learning all his life to cure diseases and save people. How can he kill people?
How can you let these hands be stained with blood because of killing people?

"My hands will only be stained with saving blood, not murderous blood."

The corners of Song Shuang's lips curled up.

His eyes are like a deep spring in a valley, cold but clear.

Looking at his actions, Xiao Rong leaned back: "Then what is your purpose for coming this time?"

"I lost." Song Shuang put away the smile on his face and threw out the fruit knife in his hand, "I'm here to admit defeat."

The fruit knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Xiao Rong raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the fruit knife on the ground.

"Unexpectedly, you really have the idea of ​​killing someone?"

He thought that someone as calm as Song Shuang would not do such a thing that a fool with no end in sight would do.

Unexpectedly, he was really embarrassed and stupid to make such a decision.

Song Shuang didn't speak.

Xiao Rong said indifferently: "However, to be able to rein in the precipice is not to be extremely stupid. At least, you won't go to jail for attempted murder."

"Yes." Song Shuang replied.

Xiao Rong said: "It's time to go back, I was just rumored to threaten your status by the rumors in Beicheng, does that make you so uneasy?"

"Who will feel at ease when threatened?"

Song Shuang stood up: "No one will."

Song Shuang put down these words and staggered out of the ward.

When leaving, Xiao Rong also smelled a bit of alcohol wafting from Song Shuang's body.

As soon as he left, Lu Bo quickly opened the door and barged in.

Xiao Rong was drooping his eyes and thinking about something.

He always felt that something was wrong.

But what was wrong with this kind of thing, he couldn't think of it for a while.

After Lu Bo came in, he immediately saw the fruit knife left by Song Shuang on the ground.

Lubo is about to pick it up.

But Xiao Rong looked at the fruit knife and scolded: "Don't move!"

Lu Bo's movements stopped.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Rong: "Mr. Xiao, did Song Shuang bring this?"

"Ah."

Xiao Rong responded.

Lu Bo also grew up a lot by Xiao Rong's side. When he saw this fruit knife, he immediately understood the meaning of Song Shuang's bringing this knife.

"He wants to kill you?"

Xiao Rong didn't make a sound, his eyes were heavy, as if he was concentrating on thinking about something.

Lu Bo reminded Xiao Rong: "Mr. Xiao, we should call the police immediately and sue Song Shuang for murder, so that Song Shuang will be arrested!"

Song Shuang is now Xiao Rong's formidable enemy, as long as he is arrested for murder, Song Shuang, the only son of the Song family, will have a lower status in Song Zhaoyang's eyes.

Song Zhaoyang saw that he could not take on the big responsibility, so he would definitely pay more attention to Xiao Rong.

Lu Bo thinks that Xiao Rong can become the heir of the Song Group. When the time comes, Xiao Rong holds Song and Xiao in his hands, and his follower can also ascend to heaven with the chickens and dogs.

Not a good thing.

Lu Bo's mind turned quickly.

Xiao Rong's brain is not slow.

However, what Xiao Rong thought was completely different from what Lu Bo thought.

He laughed, with cunning and sinister in his eyes: "There are Song Shuang's fingerprints on it, put this knife away, and take it out when necessary."

"Mr. Xiao, why did you put away this knife?" Lu Bo was puzzled, "We can use this knife to call the police now, so that we can make Song Shuang..."

"Just accept it, where did all this nonsense come from?" Seeing that he didn't do what he said, Xiao Rong's face immediately became unkind, "I have a seamless plan, and this little thing in front of me What is a conspiracy?"

Xiao Rong's long-term vision is beyond Lu Bo's comprehension.

Lu Bo couldn't figure it out, so naturally he didn't want to ask more questions.

However, Lu Bo did as Xiao Rong said.

The usefulness of this knife also quickly emerged.

…………

When night fell, Li Ziyu went to another bar that was completely different from the night before.

Inside this bar, a masked dance party is being held.

When everyone enters, they will get different masks in the clubhouse according to their status and membership level.

Some masks are lions, some are leopards, some are owls, others are peacocks and other animals.

Everyone's interest was high because of this masked ball.

A sexy woman is wearing a leopard mask and a leopard-print tight skirt, swimming and shuttling among the crowd.

Suddenly, it bumped into the arms of a man wearing a lion mask.

The man lowered his head and looked into the woman's eyes.

The woman's charming eyes and plump figure caused several masked men around him to look like beasts from the bottom of their eyes.

"help me……"

The woman tugged on the man's clothes, turned her head slightly, and looked at him in fear.

The man followed her gaze, and found a few men wearing the lowest bat masks not far away, wiping their lips, looking at the woman in his arms obscenely and obsessively.

"I can save you, but..."

"Save me and talk about it later."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman raised her hand and put her arms around his neck.

The lips of the two touched together, like a flame being ignited at the touch of a finger.

The man picked her up and walked away from the crowd.

six hours later.

At four o'clock in the morning, there was a sharp scream from the high-end private room of the club.

"what!!"

This scream, like thunder, instantly tore apart the sky of the Li family.

It also woke up the entire clubhouse.

On the dance floor at the prom last night, there were hangover people being dragged up.

The security personnel of the club hurried to the room where the screams came from.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw blood stained clothes all over the place.

The bed sheets were torn into strips, the blood overflowing from the bathtub, and the naked man lying in the bathtub.

The man's wrists were hanging out of the bath, and his whole body was already pale and stiff due to the passing of his studies.

Outside the bath, a fruit knife was hanging down.

A knife that is obviously completely different from the fruit knife in this club.

The policeman walked over, bent down to pick up the fruit knife on the ground, and put it in a sealed bag.

Then he held the bag and showed it to the owner of the club: "Is this something from your club?"

The owner of the club also felt very unlucky because something like this happened to the property under his name at four o'clock in the morning.

I hurriedly rubbed my eyes to carefully identify the contents of the evidence bag, finally confirmed the same thing, and said loudly: "No! This is not something from our clubhouse!!"

The police officer frowned: "Really?"

The owner of the clubhouse hissed: "Really not, none of the fruit knives in our clubhouse are like this. If you don't believe me, I will ask the manager of our clubhouse to bring you all the fruit knives."

He hurriedly asked the manager of the clubhouse to get all the fruit knives in the clubhouse.

5 minute later.

The police officer looked at all the fruit knives listed and was sure: "This knife really does not belong to your club."

"No, no, absolutely not."

The boss of the clubhouse let out a sigh of relief.

The police officer handed the things to the people around him, and ordered: "Do fingerprints to make sure."

　…………

"Oh my god! How could something like this happen to our family!! How could it be like this!!"

The cries of the Li family were loud.

Qin Wanci almost passed out from crying.

After Li Wenxin got the news that everyone had committed suicide in the clubhouse, she hurried back from Song's house.

Accompanied by Song Shuang.

Song Shuang looked at Qin Wanci who was about to faint from crying, but she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

For the Li family who have lost their loved ones, any kind of comfort now is pale and powerless.

Instead of consoling here, it is better to think of a way, how to find out the reason for Li Ziyu's sudden suicide.

Compared to Qin Wanci's crying, Li Zhisheng, as a father, was obviously much calmer even though his heart ached.

Li Wenxin was comforting at the side, and he raised his red eyes and said to Li Wenxin, "Now that your brother is gone, the future burden of the Li family will be on your shoulders."

Li Wenxin nodded and looked at Song Shuang not far away.

Her life wanted to be tied to Song Shuang, so after losing her brother, she hoped to run the Li family together with Song Shuang.

Let the Song family unite with the Li family.

When Li Zhisheng saw his daughter turned to look at Song Shuang, he was a little angry: "What time has it come, and you still put your mind on Song Shuang."

"Dad, Song Shuang and I..."

Li Wenxin was about to explain.

Over there, the servant's voice came: "Master, there is a call from the police."

Li Zhisheng stretched out his hand: "Give me the phone quickly."

Because of the sudden death of his son, he seemed to have aged several years overnight.

After standing up, the legs and feet trembled.

Li Wenxin felt sorry for her father, so she took the servant's phone and handed it to her father.

After Li Zhisheng received the call, he immediately asked the other person: "Do you have any clues?"

Hearing Li Zhisheng's words over there, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Li, we have a big clue to tell you."

"You say."

Li Zhisheng asked the police officer over there to speak quickly.

After hesitating, the police officer said, "After the preliminary investigation and evidence collection of your son Li Ziyu, we determined from the fruit knife he used to commit suicide that he did not die by suicide, but by homicide."

The phrase 'homicide' stunned the old man of the Li family for an instant.

In the next second, he couldn't hide his grief and roared: "Who is it? Who killed my son?!"

Who the hell killed his only son!
This is his hope for the future, how could he die so easily.

And who was it that killed his son?
"Our police are not sure yet, but we would like to ask you to recall, has the deceased offended anyone recently? Or, is there anyone who will gain huge benefits and benefits because of Mr. Li's sudden death? "

As soon as the police's words came out, Li Zhisheng's eyes were shocked.

As if suddenly realizing something, he turned his head and looked at Song Shuang.

And said loudly: "It's you!"

Li Wenxin didn't understand what her father meant, so she hurriedly comforted her: "Dad, what did you say?"

Li Zhisheng wanted to rush over to fight Song Shuang desperately: "You killed my son!"