After the news of Ning Ji's conviction and imprisonment came from the capital, Song Jiyan released Gu Shan again.

Li Jiang asked him: "Did you let Gu Shanzhong go just like that?"

Song Jiyan smiled, and looked at Li Jiang with deep eyes, "I am different from him, and also different from the previous Song Jiye, I have a bottom line."

In fact, he never thought of killing Gu Shanzhong by himself. He wanted to stand cleanly in front of the girl, instead of being as unbearable as he was when he was young.

Li Jiang understood the deep meaning in the man's eyes, and looked away uncomfortably.

On the night when Gu Shan left again, the two were preparing to go back to Liangcheng. As soon as they got in the car, Song Jiyan received the news that Xiao Yunchu was critically ill.

Li Jiang was taken aback when he heard it.

She didn't expect this result. The old man was still in good condition the last time we met.

The two immediately changed their plans and went to the First Hospital of Beijing.

Even if they accelerated the speed along the way, they arrived at the place at noon the next day.

Xiao Yunchou was still in the emergency room and did not come out.

When Wu Qiyu first knew that the two were coming, he refused in his heart, but Song Jiyan said that he would tell him about Jiang Qingyu's pregnancy.

He suddenly remembered that the old man asked to check whether the child existed. He had already made some progress and could verify that what Gu Shanzhong said was true, but he couldn't find out where the child was now. In view of this situation, he I didn't dare to tell the old man.

Could it be that Song Jiyan knew something?

Thinking of this, he immediately agreed to let the two come over.

When Song Jiyan brought Li Jiang to the door of the emergency room, Wu Qiyu had already stood there for more than ten hours. Seeing the two, his body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

Song Jiyan supported him to sit on the chair by the wall.

"how is the situation?"

Wu Qiyu looked up at the first aid room, sighed, "Whether we can get through it depends on God's will."

"How could it be so serious?" Li Jiang's eyes darkened a lot.

The last time I came to see Xiao Yunchou, although his face was pale, he seemed to be full of energy. How could he be so fast...

Wu Qiyu shook his head, and couldn't help sighing again: "The old chief has always had old diseases, which are the roots of the diseases that fell in his youth. All kinds of diseases have appeared in these years, and his health has become worse and worse. He usually I also didn’t take my medicine on time, and it became like this.”

More importantly, Chang Li's death hit him especially hard.

"By the way, you mentioned Jiang Qingyu's pregnancy on the phone just now, did you know something?" Wu Qiyu asked anxiously remembering what happened just now.

If the old man was allowed to see Changli's child before he left, it might be able to make up for some of the pain of the year.

Song Jiyan nodded: "I accidentally found out that Jiang Qingyu was pregnant with Xiao Changli's child and gave birth to her."

Hearing this, Wu Qiyu's eyes lit up instantly.

He grabbed Song Jiyan's hand excitedly: "Then do you know where this child is now?"

Song Jiyan didn't speak, but looked at Li Jiang.

Wu Qiyu didn't understand what Song Jiyan meant until Li Jiang said, "Mr. Wu, I am that child, and my mother is Jiang Qingyu."

He froze in place suddenly.

It seemed that he didn't believe what he heard.

What did she... just say?

She said, is she that child?

Yes, think about that child, this year should also be full.

But is this true...

After Li Jiang saw the blankness and uncertainty in Wu Qiyu's eyes, he took out two things from his bosom.

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