Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan was swinging softly on the yoga hammock. She didn't understand how to swing around like this. What should Fu Jingsheng do?

Fu Jingsheng knelt and adjusted the hammock to the appropriate height. He held the gauze wrapped around the woman with both hands, and Rong Yan was tightly wrapped.

Does Fu Jingsheng want to come from behind like this?

Rong Yan turned her head: "Fu Jingsheng, this posture looks like a pig being tied up for slaughter."

Fu Jingsheng:......

This was something he had just learned, and when Rong Yan said something like that, his mood instantly disappeared. He let go of the rope buckle, and the woman fell onto the bed unprepared, bouncing up a few centimeters.

ah! Rong Yan's hip hurt from being thrown.

Fu Jingsheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to rub it, and said with a pout, "I also want to show you the new tricks I have come up with while living alone these days. It turns out you don't like it at all."

The man lowered his head.

Rong Yan held his face and said, "I like the regular one, do you want to continue?" She rubbed the man's calf with her toes.

Fu Jingsheng retracted his legs, turned over, and faced up: "Come up and carry it on your back."

When Rong Yan was reacting to what she meant, the man had already grasped her waist and lifted her up, and sat firmly on him. She faced the dressing table, leaving her back to Fu Jingsheng.

The man moved slowly until he was tightly coupled with his wife.

"It hurts!" Rong Yan bent forward and lay forward.

Fu Jingsheng's posture became smaller. He held Rong Yan in his hands to prevent her from sitting on him. The pain gradually disappeared and the woman made a sound of joy.

Shen Xingzhi sent several messages, but Rong Yan didn't reply. She didn't know that her best friend had returned to Yushui Bay.

So she dialed Rong Yan's number, and the woman lazily said "hello".

Shen Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where are you? There's no reply, so I'm worried."

Rong Yan picked up her phone and looked at it, only to find a dozen unread messages. She explained where they were and made an appointment with her best friend to have dinner together at noon the next day.

At Shen Xingzhi's house, after Yu Wenhao came back from get off work, he saw his girlfriend walking around uneasily in the house, and now he finally saw her smiling face.

Yu Wenhao moved a stool for his girlfriend who was standing on the balcony to make a phone call.

Shen Xingzhi sat against the wall and chatted with Rong Yan for more than ten minutes.

The call was finally hung up. Yu Wenhao squeezed his girlfriend's shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

Shen Xingzhi leaned her head in front of her boyfriend: "It's okay. I hope everything is okay. It's just that she said that Fu's fake problem has been solved, but Songshan Clinic's problem has not been solved yet."

"Let me take a look at the website." Shen Xingzhi glanced at the landing site, jumped up instantly, and bumped his head against Yu Wenhao's chin. It was me.

[The families of the victims at Songshan Clinic have organized a Victims Alliance, with more and more members]

Shen Xingzhi couldn't stay any longer and called Rong Yan again. The woman with sleepy eyelids turned on the speaker and asked what was wrong? Shen Xingzhi read the news, and Rong Yan's eyes widened.

"What? Victims' Alliance? The number of people keeps rising?" Rong Yan asked several questions. The clinic has been closed to investigate the truth, but there are still people who are not afraid of death and continue to spread rumors?

She called her PR team and pulled the news as far as possible.

Rong Yan barely slept a wink that night. She stayed up until dawn, drank a cup of espresso, and went to the coffee shop to find Ye Jianming. After finding out the media outlet that sent the news, Rong Yan prepared to pay her a visit.

But after she called to make an appointment, as soon as the media person in charge heard her name, she had no time to call back.

Shen Xingzhi went back to the clinic to check the information and found that the so-called new people in the alliance were actually patients they had received. Things became complicated.

At noon, she met Rong Yan. Since the media person in charge refused to meet, she wanted to meet the patient first.

Rong Yan picked a patient who filled in the contact address in the information, bought some things, and went to the door with Shen Xingzhi.

Fu Jingsheng wanted to accompany her, but was stopped by Rong Yan, but the man was worried about his wife and followed her secretly.

Tiancheng Lotus Village.

Rong Yan's car stopped outside the village. She and Shen Xingzhi entered the village with their hands full of things and found a patient's home according to the house number.

The old man at the door was eating. When he saw the strange woman, she raised her head slightly, thinking someone had a guest.

Until Rong Yan looked at the house number on the wall, stopped in front of her and said, "Hello, is this Li Jie's house?"

The old man pointed to his ears and said with a local accent: "My ears are not good, so I can't hear clearly."

Shen Xingzhi leaned over and repeated in the old man's ear.

The old man nodded: "Yes, are you looking for Xiaojie?"

Rong Yan looked into the room, trying to find someone who would be easier to communicate with, but no one came out for a while.

"Xiaojie is not at home. She is in the city. What happened to her?" The old man looked at the guest in front of him who looked like he was from the city and thought something had happened to his granddaughter.

She moved stools and asked Rong Yan and the others to sit down. Rong Yan's voice was hoarse before she realized that this was Li Jie's hometown. There was only one grandmother left in the family. Li Jie and her parents were in the city, and her grandmother obviously knew nothing about it.

Rong Yan and the others put down their things and left the village, then rushed to the second house.

Shen Xingzhi immediately recognized the person and shouted: "Qin Fei."

Qin Fei turned around and recognized Shen Xingzhi. He put down the bamboo basket he was weaving and ran towards the back of the house.

Shen Xingzhi hurriedly followed, but her speed could not keep up with the man who was just in his early thirties. Soon, Qin Fei disappeared.

When Shen Xingzhi returned to Qin Fei's house, he could only sit back and wait with Rong Yan.

Fu Jingsheng had been not far from Rong Yan and the others. When he saw Qin Fei running away, he chased after him and stopped the man.

"Why are you running?" Fu Jingsheng grabbed Qin Fei's arm.

Qin Fei had seen the news about Fu Jingsheng. He knew that this man was Dr. Song's husband, and he wanted to take revenge on him. The man tried to break away.

But the tall Fu Jingsheng held him tightly, and Qin Fei couldn't run away at all. The man had to pretend: "I didn't run, I have something to do. I'm in a hurry."

Fu Jingsheng obviously saw it, and Shen Xingzhi called his name before he ran away, saying that something was wrong.

He held Qin Fei's shoulders: "You must know who we are? We won't embarrass you, go back."

Qin Fei was dragged home by Fu Jingsheng.

Rong Yan saw Fu Jingsheng's surprised face: "Why are you here?"

"Let him explain my matter later." Fu Jingsheng grabbed Qin Fei.

This man went to the clinic for free treatment and was slightly depressed. Shen Xingzhi remembered it deeply because the story that happened to him was very special.

His wife was actually an alcoholic, and one day she drank too much. Because Qin Fei was angry and did not take her home, the woman lost her footing and fell into the river when she came home. Qin Fei became depressed because of this.

No matter how many people coerced and lured him, Qin Fei insisted that he was just posting messages casually out of boredom. There was no so-called mastermind behind it. He could not post in the future, but he would not clarify anything.

Rong Yan and the others couldn't force themselves, so they had to find the next ally.

Shen Xingzhi drove Rong Yan's car and asked Rong Yan to sit in Fu Jingsheng's car.

The man knew that he had angered his wife by insisting on following her, so he gently held the corner of Rong Yan's mouth: "Wife, smile. If you don't smile, I will kiss you right here."