Mrs. Lu picked it up

RL's private hospital.

Bai He and Nan Huai stood outside the SVIP ward, and the former reported in a low voice: "The doctor said that the rescue was timely, and Miss Song's life is not in danger."

"When will Ali wake up?"

Nan Huai rubbed his fingertips and asked in a low voice.

"It depends on Miss Song's wishes."

Bai He paused after answering and said, "Mr. Nan, the media reported that Mr. Lu joined the ranks of Miss Song's search and rescue. Do you want to tell him..."

The person who asked Nanhuai for help was probably Lu Jingchuan.

Song Li stabbed him, the pressure on the Lu family was enough.

If Mr. Lu wants to take revenge on Song Li, there are really ten thousand ways.

What Lu Jingchuan meant was that he hoped that he could temporarily send Song Li abroad.

When Nan Huai rushed to Jiangchuan Road, he had already discovered that things had gone awry.

Song Li has a tendency to commit suicide.

He asked Bai He to prepare the boat in advance, and mixed up with the rescue team prepared by Shen Qingci. He was lucky, he found Song Li first, picked him up and sent him directly to the private hospital under his banner.

Unknowingly.

"Need not."

Nan Huai looked into Bai He's eyes: "Lu Jingchuan begged me, which proves that A Li is not very important to him."

"But……"

With a look from Nan Huai, he sealed Bai He's unspoken words in his throat.

He silently slandered, but Mr. Lu said it clearly, and someone told him.

Nan Huai sneered, and said in a low voice, "Lu Jingchuan owes A Li, and he can't pay it off."

"He transferred the property to Ali, and she didn't reveal Lu's secrets before leaving, and didn't take the opportunity to destroy Lu's. All this is too cheap for Lu Jingchuan..."

Bai He didn't understand, everything Lu Jingchuan did was for Song Li's sake.

"Mr. Nan, although Mr. Lu planned Yunmeng's matter, it has nothing to do with Mr. Lu."

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to take away his wife and leave him seriously injured in the river?"

"And Yunmeng also..."

Nan Huai glanced at him, and Bai He fell silent for an instant.

"If Lu Jingchuan is dead, Ah Li can also give up." He warned Bai He expressionlessly: "Shut your mouth tightly. If Ah Li wakes up and knows something you shouldn't know, you can hand in your resignation."

Bai He nodded repeatedly.

But Nan Huai and Bai He didn't wait for Song Li to wake up, but instead waited for the critical illness notice issued by Lincheng Central Hospital.

Lu Jingchuan was so badly injured that he choked on water again. When he issued the critical illness notice for the second time, he was photographed by reporters.

In the video, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu seem to have aged instantly, especially the latter, who was supported by bodyguards and cried bitterly on the door of the emergency room.

"Achuan...my Achuan..."

Nan Huai took out his mobile phone and called Lu Jingchuan.

He thought that at this time, no one answered his cell phone.

But the phone went through, Su Chenwu's voice: "Mr. Nan?"

He was as venomous as ever: "Calling at this time, isn't it because you want to see a joke? Why, RL's Mr. Nan, is this self-cultivation?"

Su Chenwu's tone was filled with anger, obviously... the news reported by the media is true.

Nan Huai smiled viciously, and at this moment, he only felt happy.

"It's okay, Boss Lu asked me to find Song Li and tell him..."

"You found Song Li?!" Su Chenwu's decibel increased a few decibels: "Then you let her come, as long as she comes..."

"Doctor Su, why do you think I will help Lu Jingchuan?"

Nan Huai's words made all of Su Chenwu's words choke in his throat, Nan Huai smiled coldly: "Besides, I found Song Li, but I haven't finished my words yet."

"Tell Lu Jingchuan for me that I found Song Li's body, and when I picked him up, it was already soaked."

"You think I'm a fool, can I be white in an hour?"

Su Chenwu lied to him.

Nan Huai was not angry, "I know you don't believe me, so why not send someone over to confirm the situation."

Su Chenwu's heart sank.

Nan Huai: "I've made an appointment with the dean. Someone from the mortuary is waiting for you to come and check at any time. But I can only keep Song Li's body for three hours. After three hours, I will send him to the funeral home."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Yu, please return Yunmeng's ashes. I hope the two of them can be buried together."

Bai He: "..."

"Mr. Nan, if the other party really sends a doctor to check, where can we find a dead Miss Song?"

At this moment, Bai He wished that there was a fake death drug in this world, so that he could feed Song Li one.

"This matter, you find a way yourself."

Nan Huai stuffed the phone in his pocket, and the corners of his lips turned up: "If you can't even fool a dying person, then why are you still staying in RL? Do you want me to help you, so that you can learn how to talk to someone? The dead have a good relationship?"

This is the boss.

The exploitative nature of capitalists is fully interpreted by Nan Huai at this moment.

Even if Bai He found out, Nan Huai was still in a good mood.

With tears in his eyes, Bai He contacted an embalmer.

An hour after Lincheng Central Hospital arrived, Bai Hegang and the embalmer painted the found body as Song Li.

As long as it is not someone close to Song Li, it is basically impossible to tell whether the person lying on the operating table is Song Li or not.

Sure enough, the doctor didn't think anything was wrong. After confirming that the person was drowned and that he looked like Song Li, he pulled out a hair and prepared to go back for a DNA test.

When going out, the doctor had to take off the shoe covers. When he leaned over, Bai He found the transparent collection bag: "Let me get it for you."

The doctor was very happy, "You young people are polite."

He never took his eyes off. After taking off his shoe covers, he took the collection bag from Bai He, and the doctor left happily.

Bai He looked at the back of the doctor leaving and sighed.

If the fact that he was a pickpocket before joining RL was leaked out, Mr. Nan might have countless people to lose.

I hope God will open his eyes, and don't let Lu Jingchuan meet Miss Song again in this life.

……

The pressure from Mr. Lu was too great, Su Chenwu and several doctors continued to rescue him on the operating table.

Lu Jingchuan's condition still hasn't improved at all.

His wound was a little seriously infected, and all kinds of antibodies were injected into it, but Lu Jingchuan didn't even have a fever.

Coupled with blood loss, it just made things worse.

The doctor came back and told Su Chenwu in a low voice: "Doctor Su, I've seen it. It's Mrs. Lu herself. She brought back a hair, which has been sent to the laboratory for DNA testing."

Su Chenwu's heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

"How is Mr. Lu?"

Su Chenwu shook her head, and the doctor suggested, "Should I stimulate him?"

"How exciting, tell him that Song Li is dead? I'm afraid he will show me a sudden death in place!"

Su Chenwu thought of this, his eyes lit up, and he leaned into Lu Jingchuan's ear and said, "A Chuan, Mr. Nan called you just now, and he has found Song Li."

Finding the body is considered finding, right?
Su Chenwu thought about it, and in the next second, he saw a fluctuation on Lu Jingchuan's heart rate monitor.