After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

"Song Changhai's family members?" the doctor called.

Su Mei's back turned body visibly stiffened, and the panic on her face was visible to the naked eye.

She immediately glanced at Song Xi'er, then at Shang Ji, then turned and walked over: "Doctor, I am his... friend, how is he?"

"The patient had two broken ribs. One of the broken ribs was very close to the heart, and the broken bone almost punctured the heart; and his right leg bone was severely fractured. Although the operation was successful, the final prognosis was poor. The situation depends on the subsequent rehabilitation effect.”

Su Mei didn't expect the situation to be so serious. After hearing this, she swayed unsteadily.

Song Xi'er was completely stunned when she heard the doctor calling Song Changhai's name.

When did mother contact Song Changhai?

Song Changhai had clearly promised her before that he would never take the initiative to find his mother without her permission?

What's going on now?

Shang Ji stood aside, his eyes drooping and falling quietly on Song Xier's face.

I could clearly see every change of expression on her face, including shock, panic, worry, anxiety... and a hint of confusion.

Song Changhai?

Shang Ji narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, this was the second time he heard this name.

Shang Ji's gaze was too intense. Song Xi'er reacted belatedly, raised her head suddenly, and met Shang Ji's dark and deep eyes.

Although Shang Ji didn't say anything, Song Xier felt inexplicably panicked when he looked at her like this.

"I..." Song Xi'er frowned her soft eyebrows and said in a very soft voice, "I have a little pain in my waist."

After saying that, she looked at him without blinking, as if she was acting coquettishly, but she didn't seem to notice it.

Shang Ji looked at Song Xi'er intently, his eyes were narrow and sharp because he was half-squinting.

Especially when he was standing in front of Song Xi'er at such a close distance, the invisible pressure on his body made Song Xi'er's hands on her knees clenched unconsciously, and her heartbeat accelerated.

She knew that using Shang Ji's methods, it would be easy to get information about Song Changhai.

Even if she hides it from her eyes, Shang Ji will find out sooner or later.

But the point is that Song Xier herself doesn't know what happened, so her first reaction is to want Shang Ji to leave first.

"Then go back." Shang Ji finally said, taking the wheelchair from Yang Ming's hand, and then pushed it to the elevator aside.

Song Xier looked at Yang Ming who stayed behind and said, "Assistant Yang..."

"He stayed to help Second Aunt," Shang Ji said.

"...Thank you." Song Xi'er looked back at her mother, feeling really worried.

But she could also tell that her mother didn't want her to see Song Changhai, let alone her superiors.

If her mother knew that she had met Song Changhai more than once before, would she be angry?

Thinking that Su Mei's attitude was extremely fierce every time she mentioned something about Song Changhai, Song Xi'er couldn't help but feel a little worried, and her mind was a little confused for a while.

The operating room was on the second floor. When the two entered the elevator, they realized that it was going down. When they got to the first floor, the door opened and a large number of people immediately poured in from outside. The elevator was packed as soon as they entered.

Song Xi'er was sitting in the corner, and Shang Ji was standing in front of her, the two of them were very close to each other.

Because she was sitting, Song Xier's face was facing Shang Ji's waist and abdomen, which was a bit awkward position. She subconsciously turned her head to avoid it, but there was a fat aunt standing next to her. Most of the latter's buttocks were He almost sat directly on the armrest of Song Xier's wheelchair.

Song Xi'er had no choice but to turn her head back. Who knew that in just a few seconds, Shang Ji would be squeezed closer to her.

So Song Xi'er turned her head and buried her face in his hard abdominal muscles...

"..."

Song Xi'er's face turned red. She whispered "I'm sorry" and then stepped back. As a result, the back of her head hit the elevator wall behind her.

But it didn't hurt because Shang Ji raised his hand to block it.

Song Xi'er was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised her head and met Shang Ji's eyes that were looking down.

Because of the action of padding the back of her head, his body was slightly bent, giving people the illusion that... he was holding Song Xi'er in his arms intimately.

There were too many people in the elevator, and it was time for lunch, so my breath was filled with all kinds of smells.

Among these messy smells, Song Xier immediately smelled the smell that belonged to Shang Ji.

Light cold aroma, mixed with a hint of tobacco. Completely isolated from other flavors and not affected at all.

Just like him now, even though the surroundings are so crowded that there is no place to stand, he still doesn't look embarrassed. He just stands simply, cold, dignified and solemn, as if he has naturally formed an invisible... The barrier isolates the surrounding people who are incompatible with him.

Logically speaking, Song Xier should also be one of these people.

But now, Shang Ji's raised hand temporarily trapped him in his territory.

In this narrow and crowded little box, such a small space seemed to belong only to the two of them at this moment.

Song Xi'er blinked and couldn't tell what she was feeling.

The heart felt like it had been soaked in water for a long time. After being picked up, it was wet. When pinched, it became sore and swollen.

Song Xier suppressed the emotions surging in her chest and was about to look away when a voice suddenly came from her ears:

"A woman like her should be taught a lesson, otherwise she would really think that she had flown to a branch and become a phoenix. She is just a pheasant, and the men she follows are not even on the stage. At a glance, you can't tell which corner of the countryside she came from. They are a perfect match, I don’t know how Mr. Shang fell in love with her.”

Song Xi'er frowned uncomfortably while listening to what the other person said, and felt that the other person's voice was a bit familiar.

Before Song Xi'er looked up to see who it was, the words "Second Master Shang" behind her made her expression suddenly change.

There are very few people with the Shang surname in Jiangcheng, let alone such a coincidence that the second eldest child can be called the father.

Combined with the previous words, Song Xier immediately realized that the other party was scolding her mother!

When she looked up and saw Huang's mother standing in the crowd, holding a mobile phone and making a call without hesitation, Song Xier's face turned very cold in an instant.

"She is lucky this time. Her old best friend even risked his own life to protect her. He is indeed a vixen. He is really good at seducing people. If Mr. Shang knew that she was having sex with another man behind his back, I would Let’s see how she can stay in the business.”

There were so many people in the elevator, but Huang Mu didn't mind at all. She was even afraid that others wouldn't hear her, so every word and every sentence was loud.

Song Xi'er's body trembled with anger, and she subconsciously wanted to get up, but before she could move, Shang Ji raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, and at the same time, his mouth was covered by him.

She raised her eyes and met Shang Ji's gaze angrily.