Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Naturally, Wen Yi was not the first to know about this matter. The first person to receive the news was Mo Shichen. After he placed Li's father in Jiangcheng, he left his private number for the person in charge. Five minutes after the incident, he called Received a call.

Father Li fell to his death.

To be more precise, it was suicide by jumping off a building.

When Mo Shichen received the call, he was in a meeting and his phone was on silent. The screen of the first call was lit up. He glanced at it, then pressed it off. Within ten seconds, a text message came in.

[Mr. Mo, Mr. Li, he... jumped off the building. 】

When he saw this sentence, his pupils shrank violently, and then his whole aura subtly changed, cold and tense, and his original gentle expression became indifferent.

The people at the conference table looked at his expression and raised their hearts inexplicably.

He stared at the text message for a few seconds until the phone screen went dark automatically.

Mo Shichen didn't show any expressions that could be guessed on the spot. He just calmly and methodically arranged the next task arrangement, briefly explained the things that need to be explained, and then ended the meeting early.

After leaving the conference room, he called back the phone, his voice was so cold that it made people feel oppressed, What happened?

It was obvious that the people on the phone were panicked and nervous. After all, this was not a trivial matter, not to mention that it involved a powerful force that they could not afford to offend, I...we don't know. The old gentleman left the ward for a few minutes after his routine examination last night, and he... opened the window and jumped in.

The man said indifferently, Where are people?

I'm sorry Mr. Mo...Mr. Li died on the spot.

Death on the spot, no accidental answer.

Mo Shichen's voice turned completely cold, I spent money to let you take care of people, and you will give me such a result, okay, when I get to Jiangcheng, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I think your hospital will use it too. Don't go any further.

After the words fell, he no longer gave the other side a chance to speak, and cut off the call directly.

He threw his mobile phone on the desk, put his hands on the desk, lowered his head and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, called Kang Ding in, and calmly told him to book the ticket and arrange the itinerary.

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When Wen Yi received a call from Mo Shichen before she left, she was planting white roses——

Because Mo Shichen gave her a large bouquet of roses before, and when she was fiddling with them, she was thinking about how to make them beautiful, and she became a little interested after studying, and then the man wanted to satisfy her knowledge desire for new knowledge. , send flowers to her every day, and let her figure it out by herself.

When she saw the phone beside her vibrate, she subconsciously lowered her head to look.

Mr. Mo.

She put down the work she was doing, and answered the phone without thinking, Aren't you working now, do you need me?

His tone was dull and unusual, Madam.

Um?

He said lightly, Something happened over there in Jiangcheng, I'll go and deal with it, you wait for me at home.

Wen Yi was taken aback, What happened?

After a moment of silence, the man still answered, Qianrui's father passed away.

Wen Yi was completely stunned this time.

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After Mo Shichen briefly explained the work, he went directly from the company to the airport and rushed to Jiangcheng. The time was almost seamless. After Wen Yi heard him tell her the news on the phone, he didn't say anything. .

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

When she recovered, Mo Shichen had already boarded the plane.

After hanging up the phone, she had no other thoughts for a while, and sat down in a daze, staring at the quiet and delicate white rose on the table.

Passed away?

How did he pass away...was it a natural death from illness or old age, or was it because of...

For a few moments, she wanted to call Jiangcheng to inquire. Although she was in Paris, she wanted to inquire about something, but it was only a matter of a few words, but this idea went around in her mind, and she Still give up.

What does it have to do with her?

Besides, she didn't want to interfere with people or things related to Li Qianrui, and if she interfered, she wouldn't be able to do anything good.

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As soon as Mo Shichen arrived in Jiangcheng, the hospital was already ready to welcome him.

He didn't give orders, Father Li's body was parked in the morgue of the hospital, and he didn't dare to decide anything on his own.

Mo Shichen drove directly from the airport to the hospital, and was led by the leader of the hospital to the mortuary to have a look at the corpse. His aura was cold and indifferent. All in a cold sweat.

After leaving the morgue, he said lightly, The body is temporarily preserved until his daughter comes to see her for the last time.

Okay, President Mo.

In the end, he raised his eyelids, turned half sideways, cast his indifferent gaze on the dean, and said flatly, Now I will give you three minutes to explain why I handed it over to the person in your care, will jump off the building.

Several people looked at each other for a while, until Mo Shichen's eyes showed impatience, the dean bit the bullet and said, I didn't take care of Mr. Li... It was our nurse's fault, but Mr. Li jumped off the building. The reason, according to the suicide note written by the nurse who took care of him during this period...it should be...related to your wife.

Finally, fluctuations appeared on the man's expressionless face. He narrowed his eyes, and his tone was still extremely calm, Oh?

The nurse who took care of Li's father has been brought over.

The dean quickly handed the suicide note to Mo Shichen with both hands.

He glanced at the nervous and apprehensive dean, took it with his long fingers, looked down, and said a word faintly, Say.

After a few seconds of delay, a group of people understood that he meant to let the nurse speak.

He watched and listened.

Not to mention the usual things like this, the relationship between doctors and patients is terrible enough, there is still such a character behind him, although this man has never spoken harshly from the beginning to the end, but standing there without saying a word is enough to make people nervous,

The nurse wrung her hands tightly, This... for more than a week, Mr. Li has been calling... a person named Miss Wen every day, but after answering twice... he stopped answering. , and then Mr. Li asked me...to teach him to send text messages...

The old man doesn't know how to use text messages...a text message takes a long time, and he doesn't let me help him...sometimes all day long...he keeps compiling and sending text messages...but that Miss Wen...seems like never went back...

Mo, Mr. Mo... After you came last time, Mr. Li's condition was better, but these days because of phone calls and text messages... his spirit is getting worse and worse. I originally talked to Mr. Li's attending doctor. I will discuss with you whether I should tell you, but I never thought that Mr. Li...would be overwhelmed.