Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 488 Rong Lianye gritted his teeth, and his thin dark red lips revealed a sarcastic cold smile
Not long after, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, and Rong Lianye hurriedly took it out and pressed the answer button.

He glanced at the people on the hospital bed, and saw that Song Qianzi was not woken up by the ringtone of the phone just now, so he went out to answer the call with the phone in his hands.

It was Fu Xiheng who called, telling him that there had been movement from the Jiang family.Not only did they withdraw their shares in the Rong family enterprise, but they also planned to publish the Rong family's ingratitude secretly.

In fact, even if the Jiang family didn't do this, Rong Lianye's remorse today has become the focus of all major media.

"What are your plans now?" Fu Xiheng reminded at the other end: "From what you just said, Uncle Rong has already sent someone to Yuncheng to look for you."

Rong Lianye's long and narrow phoenix eyes darkened instantly.

After a little deliberation, "Xi Heng, help me stabilize them no matter what, I will take her to the funeral home at night."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Lianye stood at the vent in the corridor and smoked a cigarette. He walked back to the ward after the cool wind outside the window blew away the choking tobacco smell from his body.

Quietly closing the door of the room, Song Qianzi was no longer in sight.

Rong Lianye frowned immediately.

Did you go to the bathroom?
"Who?!"

When he was about to go to the bathroom and knock on the door to ask, a vigilant voice suddenly came from a space in the ward that was used to isolate him from the outside world, and the thin female voice was tinged with a hoarse sense of powerlessness.

Back then, in order to take care of Song Qianzi's emotions and her health, Mo Shiqian specially asked the hospital to arrange this private ward with quite complete facilities.

In addition to individual beds, there is also a matching dressing room inside.

Not long after Rong Lianye went out to make a phone call, Song Qianzi woke up from a nightmare.

She thought that she had returned to the country now, and that she was already homeless, so she stood up with grief.

Her father, Song Wenxiang, will be buried in the grave tomorrow, and she will spend the last night with him, venting out all the emotions hidden in her heart.

Song Qianzi, who was changing clothes in the locker room, heard the rustling footsteps outside, and subconsciously stopped unbuttoning her clothes.

She had already changed into the blue and white striped hospital gown on the lower body, leaving only the half-buttoned top of the upper body.

The heater was fully turned on in the ward, and she was only wearing a beige bar inside.

Song Qianzi tightly grasped the button of the clothes in front of her with both hands, and when she couldn't hear the answer from outside for a long time, she asked again: "Is it Shi Qian?"

Outside the locker room, the man who had regained his composure instantly became enraged when he heard the word "Shi Qian".

Shi Qian?

good very good!

Rong Lianye gritted his teeth, and a sarcastic cold smile appeared on his thin dark red lips.

Seeing no movement outside, Song Qianzi thought Mo Shiqian was waiting for her outside.When he left before, he said that he would take her to the funeral home when she woke up.

Thinking of this, Song Qianzi quickly unbuttoned the last few buttons on her clothes, took off the clothes and bent over to put them on the bed, then got up to get the thin sweater hanging on the shelf.

As a result, because she got up too quickly, her eyes, which were already low in blood sugar, turned black, and the sweater she was already holding fell to the ground along with the hanger.

And Song Qianzi fell straight to the ground because of insufficient blood supply to the brain.

She let out an exclamation reflexively, and reached out to grab the bed board with the last sober consciousness to prevent herself from falling down.

(End of this chapter)