Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Butler Zhang stood in the house, looking anxious but helpless.

The man outside the door has been manipulating the ups and downs of the business world for decades. He has come through the smoke-filled market economy. His attitude is always unattainable and his attitude is always strategizing.

But it just stumbled upon a word of love.

It's still a relationship, and I don't firmly choose his relationship.

No sane superior would allow himself to sink into such a relationship that was not worth the gain. He had tried to crawl out of the mud, but his feelings for her were like a swamp. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Now, he simply stopped struggling and just waited for the mud to cover his head.

Butler Zhang ran back to the front hall to get him medicine. Although Butler Zhang knew it, he still wouldn't take it.

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At Jingxi Hospital, Li He received a call from Chen Fang and ran back to the hospital in the middle of the night.

When he rolled off the bed and put on his clothes, Gu Zhen looked at him quietly and said, "There are no other doctors in the hospital? Are you running up and down all by yourself?"

Li He replied casually: "Isn't it because Fu Haitang's wife is not feeling well? I don't believe in other people's medical skills..."

Gu Zhen smiled, turned off the light in the room, and opened his eyes in the dark night.

When he arrived at the emergency room, Song Weiyu was already slightly awake and huddled in Chen Fang's arms. His face was still pale, his eyes were half-closed, and his fine eyelashes were cast into shadow by the bright white light.

Especially in Chen Fang's strong arms, she seemed like a trapped bird, and her whole body looked extremely fragile.

Chen Fang's injuries were sutured by other doctors. Li He glanced at the sutures and didn't ask any questions.

"What's the matter? You feel sick all of a sudden?" Li He squatted beside her, looked up at her, and asked softly.

"Yeah, it hurts."

The nurse handed over the test sheet that had just been done. Li He read it over and said, "It's nothing. You're just under too much stress recently and your mood is unstable."

Facing Chen Fang's somewhat distrustful look, Li He added: "Did you drink a lot tonight? If you drink a little bit of cat urine, your heart will definitely speed up. Just drink less in the future."

Song Weiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Oh."

She had no desire to speak. She was lazy and didn't know what she was thinking.

Li He then stood up and stretched out his hand to tug on Chen Fang's T-shirt, "The wound is deep and requires an infusion."

"Give me the medicine and I'll inject it myself when I go home."

Chen Fang lowered his head and glanced at the depressed person in his arms, and the anger just now disappeared. Now my heartache is mixed with sourness, and I just want to take her home, the home of the two of them.

"become…"

"Oh, by the way, Song Weiyu, you can't exercise strenuously recently. Strenuous exercise will speed up your heartbeat... Also, remember to take the multidimensional tablets prescribed for you every day..."

Li He raised his eyebrows and added this, then turned to go to the computer to prescribe medicine. Halfway through the drive, he looked up at the person not far away who seemed to be cuddling in Chen Fang's arms like a boneless person, and took out his cell phone.

The night outside was dark, a stack of clouds covered half of the full moon, and the scattered lights in Fu's house seemed dim.

Fu Haitang held the hairpin and stood by the pool in the courtyard in a daze.

The pool wasn't deep, but it was deep enough to drown someone. Inside, koi fish with elegant patterns were swimming up and down, looking at him from time to time.

Butler Zhang stood not far away holding a water glass in one hand.

The warm water had completely cooled down, and the medicine was still on the paper towel in his other hand, colorful and untouched.

Butler Zhang remembered Li He's repeated advice: "His current condition must be treated with medication. No matter what method you use, you must let him take it! Otherwise, he will be unable to control himself and use self-mutilation to resist the pain."

But tonight, he was on his knees, and Fu Haitang never said a word.

Butler Zhang looked at the sky, maybe now that it’s snowing for the first time, the master will be saved...

"Uncle Zhang, Master's phone is ringing." A handyman ran out of the room and held up Fu Haitang's cell phone to Butler Zhang.

Dean Li?

Butler Zhang handed the water cup and medicine to the handyman, quickly took the phone, and ran to Fu Haitang: "Sir, Dean Li's phone number..."

Fu Haitang's eyes darkened and he accepted.

"Your wife is in the hospital. Her heart is starting to react."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Li He felt something was wrong. Isn't Song Weiyu having dinner with Fu Haitang tonight...

Why did you follow Chen Fang to the hospital again?

Covering the phone in a low voice, he said: "Fu Haitang, have you taken your medicine today?"

Still silent.

Li He scolded: "Hurry up and give me the medicine, otherwise why would you protect her? Ah! Will a man who wants to live or die help her in her current situation?"

"Damn it, what if something happens to you before Han Guanshan shows up!"