The wealthy family returns after chasing love

Ever since Jiang Hairen returned to China that day, Jiang Hairen and Song Wende hadn't contacted each other again. Song Wende thought that they might not be in contact again. After all, something like this happened in their family. Jiang Hairen guessed that something happened. For people outside , including Song Wende, still don't know the reason why Jiang Meiqing took office. As for Jiang Hairen, people hired by Jiang Meiqing have been guarding him all the time. Jiang Hairen is not allowed to step out of the house. It can be regarded as imprisonment, and even the communication has been cut off.

Jiang Hairen has also been thinking of a way. Jiang Meiqing will not want the media to know his current state. If something happens to him, he will only go to a private doctor, a private doctor!What Jiang Hairen thought of was Song Wende. The only private hospital here was the hospital where Song Wende was, and Song Wende could help him.

Jiang Hairen saw that the aunt downstairs was boiling water, so he walked over, "Xiao Li, go to the courtyard to have a look, I just saw a little mess over there, did the nearby dogs come here to rummage again? "

Aunt Li muttered, "This damned wild dog! He's making trouble again. I'll take care of him today! Mr. Jiang, go back and have a rest. I'll bring your tea later." Aunt Li took off her apron, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to go out to deal with wild dogs.

Jiang Hairen saw Aunt Li walking away, saw the boiled water, he lifted the kettle, looked at his hands, sighed, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, poured the water from the kettle onto his arm Pour on top.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Jiang Hairen's cry resounded throughout the room, and Aunt Li who was in the yard immediately ran over to see what was going on. In the kitchen, water was spilled all over the floor, and Jiang Hairen knelt on the ground and cried out in pain, The whole arm was red.

Seeing Aunt Li coming, Jiang Hairen gritted his teeth and said, "Call the doctor quickly! Call the doctor quickly!"

Aunt Li was a little hesitant, "But, miss said."

"Isn't my life important!!" Jiang Hairen roared loudly.

Aunt Li's mind changed, Jiang Meiqing said that there is a private hospital phone number!Aunt Li immediately looked for the phone number and called the private hospital.

Jiang Hairen saw that his plan had succeeded. Although his arm was hurting, he was still relatively happy. He was going to be rescued soon! !
The hospital also received a call. They heard that it was Jiang Hairen's family, and they were the VIP of their hospital. They were naturally more concerned. They called to ask if Dr. Song Wende was free. work, get in the car, and go to Jiang's house.

There were security guards outside Jiang's house, as if they wanted to register and report to Jiang Meiqing, Song Wende sighed, what happened to Jiang's house?
After entering inside, Aunt Li was waiting at the door. When she saw Song Wende in a white coat get off the car, she immediately greeted him, "Doctor! Doctor!"

"Where is Mr. Jiang?" Song Wende took his tools.

"He's upstairs, I'll take you up there." Aunt Li led Song Wende upstairs, and walked around a corner.

The location of Jiang's house is very good, and the outside garden is also very well taken care of. Song Wende occasionally looks at the outside scenery along the way, and the interior decoration is also very traditional. Every few steps, every painting is hung by Jiang Hairen. Song Wende remembers that he has an art gallery. The works in the art gallery are already very good, and there are even better ones at home, all of which he auctioned off by himself. It seems that he really likes them.

When they arrived at Jiang Hairen's room, Song Wende opened the door and went in. He saw Jiang Hairen lying on the bed with ice packs on his hands, and his hands were already red. It seemed to be serious. Song Wende went to the front and took Jiang Hairen's hand to see. Give him a diagnosis.

The injury was a little serious, and the whole arm was still so red after so long, and there was still the place where the water vapor hurt. Song Wende took out the ointment he brought, and then said to Jiang Hairen, "Uncle Jiang, your arm is all gone. It’s all red, the skin has been damaged, but don’t delay the nerves under the skin, if you want it to return to its original state, you can only do surgery, skin grafting.”

Jiang Hairen didn't seem to care about Song Wende's words, he wanted to dismiss Aunt Li, and said to Aunt Li, "Xiao Li, go out and get some tea for Doctor Song, and you have to pick up your grandson later. I can't trouble you for too long."

That's right, Aunt Li is still going to pick up her grandson. Aunt Li is a little anxious when she thinks about it. My grandson is my baby. If he comes to the city to study, if he goes late, he will definitely lose his temper. Li The aunt thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, master, I'll go and prepare tea for Dr. Song, and get dinner ready, and I'll go back first, thank you for your understanding, master."

After speaking, he went out immediately, leaving Song Wende and Jiang Hairen behind. Hearing that Aunt Li had left completely, Jiang Hairen immediately held Song Wende's hand, "Now only you can save me, Song Wende!" Jiang Hairen looked at Song Wende firmly However, Song Wende still didn't know what happened.

"What's wrong? Why did Uncle Jiang say that?" Song Wende comforted Jiang Hairen, wondering if he was a little anxious because he was scalded by the water.

"Jiang Meiqing! Jiang Meiqing imprisoned me here."

Song Wende couldn't believe what he heard, "What?!" Jiang Hairen was the most powerful person in the Jiang family, so how could he be controlled by his daughter?

"She has something against me! It's something I can't say." Jiang Hairen looked a little sad.

"Your handle?" Song Wende also wanted to know what happened.

I saw Jiang Hairen sighing, "It's all evil fate! All of this is to make up for the mistakes I made when I was young!"

Song Wende didn't know what to say, so he could only stare blankly at Jiang Hairen, who stopped recalling, "Time is running out! You tell Zhang Yide to find a way to find me! He must find a way to find me! Don't let Jiang Meiqing know about this! Please bring it to me, child, the only one I can trust now is you!"

Jiang Hairen took out a notebook from the drawer. There were still many things in the notebook, and he stuffed it to Song Wende, "I'm at home with all the things I can find. Jiang Meiqing should have something else in his hand. Yes, you take this away first, it contains the answer to why I am like this now, and it is also a continuation of the story I told you before, you take it and keep it for me, it is too dangerous to have this thing here. "

When Jiang Hairen heard Aunt Li's voice coming upstairs, he immediately stuffed the notebook into Song Wende's medicine box, then quickly closed the lid, and gestured with his hands to make Song Wende look normal. Song Wende sat down and cooperated with Jiang Hairen, pretending to be writing. medical certificate.

Aunt Li brought in the tea, "Doctor Song, please drink some tea."

Song Wende waved his hand, "I've already finished the diagnosis, so I don't need tea. I still have something to do in the hospital, so I'll go first." Song Wende took out a pack of medicine to Aunt Li, and explained, "This is what Uncle Jiang needs to wipe. Just remember to remind him." Aunt Li nodded.

Song Wende left Jiang's house, got into the hospital car and went back to the hospital. In the office, he closed the door, locked the door, turned on the light, and took out the notebook that Jiang Hairen stuffed into him in the medicine box. I didn't see it clearly, but there were actually two diaries wrapped inside, and some letters fell out of them. Song Wende looked through it and found that it was the notebooks of two people, but this was not complete. Depending on the year, it should be It is Jiang Hairen's diary in high school, and the other one is named Zhang Guhao. Song Wende has never heard of this name. The handwriting of the two people is very similar. I don't know who Zhang Guhao is.

The letter inside was written by Jiang Hairen to Zhang Guhao, and the letter written by Zhang Guhao to Jiang Hairen was not sent, and the envelope was not stamped. Song Wende felt that this thing should not be simple, so he opened it. What's inside, look up.
After about three hours, the night was already dark, and Song Wende had finished reading everything. He was very shocked, and felt empty after reading it. Now he can finally know what Jiang Hairen told him before. After all the first love story, Jiang Hairen is indeed an infatuated person, but at the same time he is also a fool. Song Wende felt a little distressed, and the phone next to him was a call from Zhou Zhou.

Song Wende who answered the phone did not speak, Zhou Zhou asked tentatively, "Are you still working?"

"No."

Zhou Zhou felt that Song Wende's tone was a bit strange, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Wende was silent for a while, "I want to see you."

Zhou Zhou said that he was at home. Soon, Song Wende appeared at his house and opened the door. Song Wende went up and hugged him. Zhou Zhou was a little surprised. What happened to Song Wende today?Like a coquettish child, the last time he looked like this was when he was too drunk, "What's wrong?"

"I know Jiang Hairen's story." Song Wende's voice trembled.

"Huh?" Zhou Zhou will continue to be a listener this time.

"Jiang Hae-in and Jang Goo-ho, they really love each other, but the reality doesn't allow their love, Jiang Hae-in, it's been really hard for these years!" Both of them are very talented people, and all the words they use express their feelings vividly, which makes people enter the plot inside.

No matter where you are, no matter how time changes, you cannot change. I know you have not changed. When you miss me, I also want to hold you in my arms. Unfortunately, the shackles of reality in front of us will I am firmly trapped, no matter how you run towards me, what we can have is just a short dream. After waking up from the dream, we will say goodbye to life and death.