Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Chapter 60 Mr. Song, I Pain...

While sending a signal to the medical team, Qian Shiyi helped Lu Zhaozhao up.

As for Mr. Song, none of them dared to move. They just put him on a relatively spacious platform and waited for rescue.

Fortunately, the rescue team was not far away, so they rushed over quickly and treated Mr. Song in time.

"How is it? Is his life in danger now?" Lu Zhaozhao frowned almost into a pimple, looking worriedly at Mr. Song who was lying on the ground.

In the last life, it was because he was discovered too late that something happened. Now that the speed of treatment is the fastest, Lu Zhaozhao is still worried that the ending will not be changed.

After the doctor of the rescue team gave Mr. Song a simple first aid, he explained to Lu Zhaozhao, "Don't worry, madam, this old man just fell into a coma due to hypoglycemia. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his head when he just fell down." Ministry, so there is no danger to life."

After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao was relieved, but then, she had other doubts instead.

Mr. Song's blood sugar is indeed problematic, but he often exercises like this, so it's impossible not to know his physical condition, why did he suddenly faint due to hypoglycemia?
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She remembered that Mr. Song seemed to have drunk a bottle of water just now.

She glanced across the grass, and soon found the unfinished bottle of water.

She bent down to pick up the bottle, and stuffed it directly into her backpack. It seems that Mr. Song was an accident, and she really needs to investigate again.

What Lu Zhaozhao didn't know was that behind the shadow of the tree in the distance, a figure saw all this, took a picture with his mobile phone, and then quietly hid behind the shadow of the tree.

At the same time, Xiao Jinglan, who was doing nail maintenance at the salon, received this photo soon.

She frowned, seeing Lu Zhaozhao's face in the photo, she wished she could throw the phone out.

It's Lu Zhaozhao again!
She disrupts her plans every time she shows up!
Xiao Jinglan squinted her eyes, sent the photo directly to Xiao Mo, and then directly dialed his phone number.

Soon, there was a response on the other end of the phone.

Xiao Jinglan's slightly anxious voice came over, "Have you seen the photos on the phone?"

They had been planning this plan for a long time before, and deliberately took advantage of Mr. Song's habits and illness to design a perfect plan.

There were not many people who came to Beishan on weekdays, and they used some tricks, even if someone found Mr. Song, ordinary people would have no way to move him down from the mountain.

They could only wait for the rescue team to arrive, and the time it took to get back and forth was enough for Mr. Song to die.

Even if he was rescued by chance, his brain would be damaged, and part of the rights of the Song family would fall into her hands.

But I never expected... Lu Zhaozhao would bring the medical team up the mountain!
Is she sick?
Xiao Mo on the other end of the phone didn't seem to expect that this plan would fail, and he was obviously silent for a few seconds after answering the phone.

Now Xiao Jinglan became even more anxious, "What should I do about this matter? If the old man really investigates, I'm afraid it will be investigated..."

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

Xiao Mo frowned, "Why panic? As long as the old man is not injured, this matter will not be investigated."

There was a bit of displeasure in his tone, but he still calmed down patiently: "Now you are ready to take care of the old man, maybe you can get back the previous power."

"But..." It was obvious that Xiao Jinglan was still not at ease.

Is it really impossible to find out about her?
Xiao Mo could naturally hear Xiao Jinglan's hesitation, and he said in relief, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the follow-up matters, and I will definitely not find you."

Xiao Jinglan secretly heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After the two hung up the phone, Xiao Mo zoomed in on the photo in his hand. Lu Zhaozhao's beautiful profile made his brows rise uncontrollably.

After returning from the charity banquet in Nanjing, he never had a chance to get close to Lu Zhaozhao.

Now, just taking advantage of this opportunity, he can contact her justifiably...

At noon, Lu Zhaozhao returned home.

As soon as she entered the door, she explained to Qian Hong in a low voice, and then went upstairs to take a shower.

After taking off her clothes in the bathroom, she saw the two obvious bruises on her back.

When she was knocked down by Mr. Song, she happened to be knocked on the steps. At that time, she was only worried about Mr. Song and completely forgot about it.

Now that other things have been dealt with, her back is so painful that she can hardly straighten up.

Fortunately, she went to the hospital to take a film, and no bones were injured, so she came back with the ointment prescribed by the doctor.

When she just went upstairs, she told Qian Hong in advance that she would help her apply the medicine after taking a shower.

She thought it could be done quickly, but because her back was so painful, she tossed and tossed in the bathroom for a long time before she came out with a weak face and lay flat on the bed.

Suddenly, she heard the movement of the door opening in the direction of the bedroom door.

She lowered her head and said sullenly: "Aunt Qian, please help me apply the medicine. The ointment is on the bedside table. I am in so much pain that I don't want to move."

"..."

Although the person who entered the door did not speak, he could hear the movement, and he was indeed walking towards the bedside table.

After a while, she felt that the mattress suddenly sank, and the pajamas on her back were lifted up.

"hiss……"

The cool ointment fell on his back, Lu Zhaozhao gasped suddenly, his whole back tensed up, and it hurt even more now.

She lowered her head, clutching the quilt tightly with her small hands, and said: "Aunt Qian, you can just do it, I can bear it."

But unexpectedly, the hand that landed on her back was warm and soft. Although it was a bit strong, it didn't hurt that much.

I don't know if it was because the medicine was warmed by her palm, and the pain in her back suddenly became less so.

Lu Zhaozhao tilted his little head, and just about to say something thankful, he just bumped into Song Sinian's cold eyes.

it's over...

Mr. Song of their family knew about it.

In order to prevent being found injured by him, she went to the hospital by herself and asked Aunt Qian.

As a result, he never expected that he would go home early.

Lu Zhaozhao twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Mr. Song, why are you back?"

Song Sinian blinked his eyelids, and gave her a very cold look, "Just got off work."

His tone was colder than his expression.

Lu Zhaozhao knew that Song Sinian was probably angry. Although he couldn't express his emotions, she could still feel the sudden drop in air pressure around her.

She stretched out her little hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said coquettishly: "Mr. Song, I hurt..."

"You said just now that you can get started directly, you can bear it." Song Sinian's eyes moved slightly, his tone was still calm, even with a little indifference that had nothing to do with him.

But only Lu Zhaozhao knew that his hand on her back was lighter and softer...

(End of this chapter)