Marriage is coming

Zheng Linlin's eyes fell on Fan Qiao all of a sudden.

Probably because he noticed Zheng Linlin's strangeness, Song Guang turned his head and met Fan Qiao's eyes.
His pupils shrank slightly, this is...

The woman I just met in the hallway.

"Jojo, why are you here?"

Jiang Zhicheng was the first to discover Fan Qiao. He frowned and asked directly.

"I... thought it was a bit noisy here just now, so I came here to take a look."

"did not expect……"

Fan Qiao rested in the ward every day when he had nothing to do, and basically did not leave the hospital, and just now, they were indeed a little too crowded, and they were a little mobilized.

It is indeed a bit reasonable to make a noise about Fan Qiao.

Zheng Linlin leaned on Song Guang's shoulder and remained silent.

Fan Qiao walked in directly, and she looked at Zheng Linlin with clear eyes: "Linlin, I am really happy to see you again."

Zheng Linlin's eyes dimmed: "Qiao Qiao, I am also happy."

"Mr. Song is here, can you not go back?"

Fan Qiao asked this question carefully, but in Song Guang's eyes, she didn't feel her relationship with Zheng Linlin, she only felt Fan Qiao's fear.

What to fear, only Fan Qiao knows.

Song Guang's eyes deepened, Zheng Linlin straightened up, he lightened his shoulders, and subconsciously glanced at Zheng Linlin.

The girl avoided his sight and said lightly, "I want to have a chat with Qiao Qiao alone."

Acceptance: "..."

He and Jiang Zhicheng turned and went out, Song Guang remained silent, his expression was even indifferent.

Zheng Linlin grabbed the hem of his clothes and shook them twice. Song Guang let go of her hand and walked out with a cold snort.

Walking to the door of the ward, Song Guang closed the door.

Fan Qiao reached out and grabbed Zheng Linlin: "Linlin, how is your health?"

"Why did you have a fever? When did you come out, why didn't you contact me?"

Zheng Linlin's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Don't you know?"

Fan Qiao felt that Zheng Linlin's tone was very subtle, she reacted instantly, and said cautiously: "Linlin, I haven't seen you for a while, I'm not in good health and have been undergoing chemotherapy."

She smiled miserably: "The doctor said I might not live for a year."

Zheng Linlin was silent.

Fan Qiao sat down beside the bed: "Linlin."

Zheng Linlin raised her head, her gaze met Fan Qiao's. For a moment, she felt that Fan Qiao's pupils were dark, as gentle as a pair of big hands, instantly controlling her consciousness.

"Are we friends?"

Zheng Linlin's mind went blank for a moment: "We are friends."

"I only have one year left, and I want to enjoy the last year, and you'll make it happen, won't you?"

Zheng Linlin's eyes fluctuated for a moment, but finally dimmed, "Qiao Qiao, don't talk nonsense, Lin Xuan has the right bone marrow for you, you won't die, and I won't let you go to jail."

Fan Qiao smiled, with a sense of misery and a trace of guilt, she reached out and touched Zheng Linlin's head, but in the end she didn't touch it.

When Fan Qiao came out, there seemed to be a long distance between Rong Ji, Jiang Zhicheng and Song Guang.

Seeing him, Song Guang's eyes were like frost, as if she was a piece of garbage, and she felt uncomfortable just looking at him more.

Song Guang turned around and entered the ward, and Zheng Linlin's spirit became even worse.

She was lying on the hospital bed, pale and quiet, with long hair scattered on her face, messy and sickly, but she had a sense of frail beauty.

Song Guang stood still beside the hospital bed: "What did she tell you?"

Zheng Linlin raised her eyelids, the "she" obviously refers to Fan Qiao.

"Nothing was said."

Song Guang: "Linlin, I want to listen to the truth."

Zheng Linlin looked sleepy: "She said she still has one year left."

"I want to enjoy my last year."

Song Guang had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked at Zheng Linlin, slowed down his voice, and asked, "And then?"

"I comfort her."

Zheng Linlin rubbed her head, Song Guang suppressed his anger: "Zheng Linlin."

His tone was serious, Zheng Linlin was actually very afraid of him like this, her body stiffened a bit.

"Song Guang."

Her voice was soft and waxy, and she called him softly, as if acting like a baby.

Song Guang stretched out his hand and brought her into his arms: "Linlin, are you going to take on everything about her?"

Zheng Linlin was silent.

"She won't die, and Mu Jingshen won't let her die. Lin Xuan has her bone marrow in her body. You are just a tool for her to scheme against Lin Xuan. Why are you...so stupid?"

Zheng Linlin remained silent, or rather, she didn't know what to say.

She should cooperate with the police and tell Fan Qiao's strangeness, but she subconsciously rejected this idea.

Zheng Linlin couldn't remember many details, she didn't even remember why she wanted to kill Lin Zhenghe, and how she bought it...

She was at a loss and looked at Song Guang.

The man hugged her tightly, "If you plan to take the blame for her, that will be for the rest of your life."

"It doesn't matter what you choose, but what should I do?"

Although Song Guang was young, he had always been cold and hard. For the first time in front of Zheng Linlin, he showed a little bit of fragility.

"Linlin, I want you, I want you to be by my side, to be aboveboard, not to never see the light like this."

"I don't ask you to take the initiative to explain clearly to the police. I just hope that when the evidence is in front of you in the future, you will not deny it, okay?"

That good word was still stuck in Zheng Linlin's throat, unable to utter it.

……

Lin house.

As soon as Mu Jingshen woke up, he received a call from Shen Rui.

He let go of Lin Xuan's hand, strode out, and answered the phone in the corridor.

"how?"

"President, Song Guang brought Ms. Zheng to the hospital. Ms. Zheng has a high fever..."

Mu Jingshen's face suddenly sank, his face was about to be stormy, and there was a feeling of black clouds overwhelming the city, even through a telephone line, Shen Rui could still feel the pressure.

He dared not say a word.

Mu Jingshen sneered: "Find someone to surround Zheng Linlin's floor. Today, Zheng Linlin will either die in the hospital or go back to prison. Let Song Guang choose one."

Shen Rui was taken aback suddenly: "President, it's not appropriate for us to make such a big fuss with President Song."

"Before her charges are cleared, Song Guang is not afraid of making a big fight with me if she drags her into a public place. I'm still afraid of him?"

"When I was in Yancheng, Song Guang was still playing with mud."

Mu Jing was very angry, the dark energy in his voice came out across the screen, making people feel depressed.

Shen Rui: "..."

Shen Rui couldn't help it, he was just a part-time worker and couldn't sit in Mu Jingshen's house.

Whether it's Song Guang or Mu Jingshen, in ancient times, everyone was a generation of heroes, but Lin Xuan and Zheng Linlin couldn't show up, otherwise these two people would have to become King Zhou You in Fenghuo Opera.

He hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and made a call: "Block the SVIP floor of Yancheng Central Hospital."