Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Li Wenxin clearly had the answer in her heart, but she didn't dare to continue to think deeply.

"Wenwen, although your father and brother have already gone, we mother and daughter cannot let them die in vain like this, and the Li family's property cannot be ruined by us like this, do you understand?"

Qin Wanci spoke with sincerity.

Li Wenxin burst into tears: "I understand."

She understood that her mother wanted to cheer her up and attack Song Shuang.

"But, Mom, give me some time." She had the last bit of luck in her heart for the man she loved so much, "let me get the results of the child's identification, and then make a decision."

Qin Wanci saw that her daughter couldn't accept the reality for a while, so she nodded, "Okay."

"By the way, that woman..."

Li Wenxin asked Qin Wanci.

Qin Wanci knew who the 'woman' she was talking about didn't even need her to mention her name.

"That woman is with Song Shuang now, she is not dead."

"what?"

Li Wenxin couldn't believe why this woman was so lucky that she didn't die.

"But she was blind, deaf, and unable to speak. She was seriously injured and has become a disabled person."

Qin Wanci's words made Li Wenxin's heart a little more balanced: "She deserves it, she deserves it!"

This woman deserved to end up like this when she robbed her of a man.

"Wenwen, how did you know that she was kidnapped?" Qin Wanci still felt strange after so long, "Did your people do it?"

"Mom, stop asking."

Li Wenxin refused to let her mother know more.

The person who said to help her behind his back but manipulated him was not a simple person.

Although that person disappeared after she was released from prison, but he was not sure when he would pull her in again.

After all, she might still have a little use value.

…………

M country.

When Mr. Qiao got off the plane, a female assistant came to greet him.

"Sir, everything has been arranged."

"Where is Mr. Song?"

Mr. Qiao wears glasses on his face, and his eyes behind the lenses are shining with kind but indifferent light.

"It has been notified, you can go there now."

"What about Mrs. Feng Ya?"

he asked again.

"It's been paid off."

When Mr. Qiao heard it, he couldn't help laughing: "He is still so calculating, he really is an old fox."

The assistant next to him heard what he said, and said, "At first, I thought Mr. Song would not see you, but he sent Mrs. Feng Ya away to see you. It seems that he still cares about you."

"Although the old man is dying of illness, his mind is quite bright."

Mr. Qiao sneered, and when the assistant opened the door for him, he bent down and got into the car.

In a private sanatorium.

Song Zhaoyang was taking a walk in a wheelchair pushed by a nurse in the well-lit garden.

Someone came over and whispered something in his ear.

Song Zhaoyang looked at the nurse and said, "Push me back."

The nurse nodded, and pushed him neatly and smoothly back into the bedroom of the nursing home.

The bedroom is large, and the humidifier inside is working, which adjusts the humidity of the whole room very well, making people feel comfortable when breathing.

However, even so, you can still vaguely smell some traditional Chinese medicine.

"Is Mr. Song using traditional Chinese medicine to regulate his body?"

Mr. Qiao opened the door and came in, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and talked to Song Zhaoyang with a smile.

Song Zhaoyang was sitting in a wheelchair beside the bed. Hearing her talk, he immediately asked the nurse to turn the wheelchair around and looked at him.

"It's really you."

He was a little surprised, but not so surprised.

"Aren't you happy to see me standing here?"

Qiao Si walked over, squatted down lightly, and helped Song Zhaoyang tidy up the blanket on his lap.

Seeing this, the nurse looked at Song Chaoyang questioningly.

Song Zhaoyang signaled her to go out first.

The nurse nodded and left the room with Qiao Si's assistant.

"I'm glad you can stand here."

Song Zhaoyang was seriously ill. Although his condition had stabilized for the time being, the rotten aura on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

"I'm really happy, or just talk about it?" Qiao Si raised his head and looked at Song Chaoyang. The smile on his face couldn't be seen from the heart.

Song Chaoyang has been in business for many years, and has met many politicians, wealthy businessmen and various people, and he has already been able to recognize people with discerning eyes.

However, looking at Qiao Si's eyes that belonged to young people at this moment, I found that he was more elusive than those celebrities with profound city background.

Let alone see through.

"You have grown a lot." He sighed.

"In this environment, if I don't grow up quickly, how can I make you feel at ease? After all, unlike your son, I have a father like you as my backer."

"Are you still blaming me?"

"What do you say?"

Joe Si smiled and asked back.

Song Chaoyang looked at him with guilt in his eyes: "I helped you too."

"That's right, you helped me, but you just want to raise Gu to cultivate a strongest heir."

Qiao Si said very sadly, "Unfortunately, I am just a tool in your hands."

"Son, I do owe you a lot. If you need anything, I can do my best to help you."

"You have nothing to help me right now." Qiao stood up and pushed Song Chaoyang's wheelchair into the sunshine by the window. "For so many years, you haven't looked at me directly. , your body needs treatment now, and I want to take care of you for a while."

Song Chaoyang frowned: "This will delay you a lot."

"Are you worried that I will harm you?"

Joe Si asked.

"No, I didn't say that. I'm very pleased that you are willing to take care of me when I'm sick." Song Chaoyang moved his hand under the blanket, "But, Feng Ya is already taking care of me by my side."

"Madame Feng Ya also needs to rest, I will take turns taking care of you with her."

"You can't let her see you, she..."

Song Chaoyang wanted to explain.

But Qiao Si didn't need Song Zhaoyang to bother explaining to him, and he took the initiative to say: "I will not appear in front of Madam, Madam is exhausted enough to take care of you, if you know that you still have relatives like me outside, wouldn't it be Did it deepen the conflict between you as husband and wife?"

"Thank you for understanding me."

"The previous things are in the past. Now, we are still relatives. I will not make you angry. It will not be conducive to your recovery." Qiao Si is very sensible.

What he did made Song Chaoyang very satisfied.

"By the way, I came back from outside and brought you a present."

As Qiao Si said, he took out a black velvet box from his coat pocket, which was very delicate and the size of a palm.

"It's a huge relief for your ailment."

Joe Si opened the box and handed it to him.

Song Zhaoyang looked over and saw that it was a black pill.

"This is……"

"I heard that you are using traditional Chinese medicine for recuperation, so I asked a famous doctor to help you prepare the pills."

"I have a heart." Song Chaoyang took the box over, looked at the pills, and smiled, "You were tired just after getting off the plane, go and rest first."

"Okay, then I'll ask the nurse to come in and take care of you."

"Ah."

Qiao Si walked out of the ward.

The nurses and assistants waiting outside the ward nodded respectfully at him.

"Let's go, I'll go back and rest."

Qiao Si motioned for his assistant to follow him.

The assistant nodded and followed after Qiao Si took two steps forward.

And the nurse watched Qiao Si and his assistant leave with his own eyes, and then lowered his eyebrows, grabbed the doorknob of the room, and entered the room.

"he's gone?"

"Yes."

The nurse closed the door.

Song Zhaoyang handed the velvet box to the nurse: "Throw it away."

After receiving Song Chaoyang's order, the nurse immediately went to dispose of the contents in the box.

Song Chaoyang looked out the window with serious eyes.

It's really difficult.

Unexpectedly, it can be so lingering.

in the hospital corridor.

The assistant asked Qiao Si: "Has the gift been given to Mr. Song?"

"He took it." Qiao Si pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled.

The assistant was delighted: "That's really nice."

"However, it is estimated that it has been thrown away by now."

Joe Si pressed the elevator.

The elevator door opened slowly, and a person stood inside.

She raised her head and looked at Qiao Si inadvertently.

But when his eyes focused on him, his eyes widened.

"you……"

He was also a little surprised when he saw her, but he was not as surprised and shocked as she showed.

"Looks like I have to take the stairs."

Qiao Si didn't continue to go into the elevator, but chuckled, turned around and took his assistant down the stairs.

Lin Fengya was so shocked in the elevator that she even suspected that she was dazzled just now.

After recovering, he quickly walked out of the elevator and looked towards the stairs.

However, at this time, Qiao Si had already disappeared in the stair passage, even if Lin Fengya went to see him, he was no longer visible.

"how is this possible?"

Lin Fengya gradually became angry: "Unexpectedly, Song Chaoyang is still seeing him behind my back!"

Lin Fengya complained and was angry.

Turn around and walk towards Song Chaoyang's bedroom.

On the other side, in the stairway, Qiao Si made a phone call and went out.

"Madame Feng Ya is going back to Beicheng in a few days, please find someone to greet her."

"Then who do you think it would be better to meet?"

The woman over there asked what he meant.

Qiao Si had already thought about it: "Miss Yun Rang is very suitable."

The woman smiled: "OK."

At this moment, Zhong Xia, who was married, suddenly shivered.

The servant next to him saw it, and hurried to fetch a fringed shawl, and put it on Zhong Xia's shoulders.

Feeling the servant's care and care, Zhong Xia turned his head and thanked with a smile: "Thank you."

"Miss Zhong, it's getting cold, do you want to go back to your room?"

Zhong Xia has been sitting on the bench outside the married house, and the servants already know what she is doing.

"Brother Cheng will be back soon, I'll wait a little longer."

Seeing Zhong Xia persistently sitting on the bench waiting to become a wall, the servant felt a burst of sympathy for her.

Ms. Zhong is such a good person, and she is devoted to Mr. Cheng, but Mr. Cheng can't see her intentions. Instead, he puts his mind on a woman who is married to another woman.

It's really unsatisfactory.

How could Mr. Cheng be deceived by such a woman?