President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Throughout the morning, Song Runian was busy pushing those mental patients out to bask in the sun.

Finally, it was finally the last one.

After receiving the door key from the nurse, Song Runian was ready to open the door.

But when she met the face in the iron fence, she was stunned, like a lightning strike, and all the keys in her hand fell to the ground.

uncle!

It's Uncle Song Shan!

How could he be in such a place? !

"What's the matter with you?" The nurse heard the sound of the key falling, and immediately came over suspiciously and asked.

Song Runian quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes, calm as water, "It's okay, he seemed to stare at me just now, it scared me."

"You must have read it wrong," the nurse said decisively, "He doesn't know anything but talking nonsense, it's very safe, you should push him out quickly."

"Okay." Song Runian nodded, and continued to open the door.

While asking the nurse, "What does he usually say?"

"What else can it be? It means that my family business will not go bankrupt. I say it every day, and I don't know how many times I have read it." The nurse replied indifferently.

But Song Runian's heart felt suffocated and convulsed.

One after another, one after another, it was more severe, making her almost out of breath, and her nails sank deeply into her palm.

When the Song family had an accident, her uncle disappeared, and she thought he had gone abroad.

But he didn't expect that he would go crazy, locked in this small room, and still think about the Song family's business every day.

uncle……

Song Runian's limbs were extremely stiff, and he walked slowly to Song Shan, wanting to call him uncle.

But she can't.

She is Annie now, not Song Runian, and she cannot reveal her identity.

So she could only take a deep breath and push Song Shan, who was immersed in her own world, out to bask in the sun.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Runian carefully looked at Song Shan.

Song Shan has lost a lot of weight, his hair is all gray, and his whole body seems to have aged decades.

It is clear that Song Shan is only in his forties, which is the age of a middle-aged man in his prime.

Song Runian felt even more distressed.

So after leaving the mental hospital, she immediately asked Qin Su for help, trying to get Song Shan out of the mental hospital.

"Don't let people find out that I am behind the scenes. When my uncle leaves the mental hospital, he will be sent abroad. I will find a private doctor to take care of him 24 hours a day." Song Ru Nian begged.

"Okay." Qin Su readily agreed, "Don't worry if I find someone, I will definitely not find you."

Hearing this, Song Runian was relieved.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Then who are you going to find?"

"I have a classmate in elementary school, the godson of his first girlfriend's first boyfriend's aunt, and the third daughter of his godson's wife's brother-in-law's brother. The boss of the third daughter's ex-boyfriend is in this business!"

Song Runian: ...

She suddenly had some doubts. Is the person Qin Su found really reliable?

But Qin Su couldn't help but say, don't worry three times in a row, and then hung up the phone.

Song Runian pinched the phone, feeling a little complicated.

"Mummy," Tuantuan came over and hugged her arm affectionately, "Shall we make corn soup tonight?"

"Okay." Song Runian withdrew her thoughts, patted Tuantuan's head lovingly, "Mommy will make it for you."

After saying that, Song Runian went to the kitchen of the hotel suite and started to work.

Half an hour later, she made corn soup and served it to Tuantuan to drink.

As a result, turning around, Tuantuan neatly packed the corn soup into an insulated box, and slipped out of the room quietly.