Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

She clicked on the news and saw a photo of the scene of the car accident. Yan Tingsong was not seen in the photo, but the car that was hit beyond recognition could be seen.

Yu Wei was worried about Song Qinghe and hurried to the mountainside villa.

Song Qinghe saw the news. Although Yan Tingsong had called her immediately to report that he was safe, she still felt uneasy.

Seeing Yu Wei coming over, Song Qinghe held her hand and said, "Weiwei, take me to meet him. I won't be at ease unless I see him with my own eyes."

Yu Wei nodded.

She called Yan Tingsong's personal assistant to confirm which hospital Yan Tingsong was in, and then rushed there with Song Qinghe.

Yan Tingsong's head was wrapped with gauze and there were a few scratches on his body. It didn't look like the problem was serious.

Seeing Song Qinghe come in, he stood up and greeted him, "I told you, nothing happened, why are you here?"

Song Qinghe looked at him distressedly, "You're so good, why did you get into a car accident?"

"It's just a small car accident. The media just likes to exaggerate." Yan Tingsong said in a relaxed tone, "Don't think about it. I've done all the tests. It's nothing serious."

Song Qinghe felt relieved when he saw that he was confident in what he said.

She looked around again, "Didn't Wenzhou come to see you?"

"There is no need to mobilize troops for a small injury."

Song Qinghe coughed a few times, and Yan Tingsong patted her back, "Don't be brave. When it's time to sit in a wheelchair, you still have to sit in a wheelchair, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."

Song Qinghe nodded.

Yan Tingsong looked at Yu Wei, "Weiwei, go back with your mother."

Song Qinghe held his hand and said, "I want to stay with you for a while longer."

Yan Tingsong couldn't defeat her, and Yu Wei didn't want to disturb the two of them, so she retreated from the ward. Yan Tingsong was followed by bodyguards wherever he went. How could an ordinary car accident hurt him?

Although he pretended to be nonchalant in front of Song Qinghe, Yu Wei could tell that his situation should be more serious than he showed.

Yu Wei browsed the Internet again and saw videos and photos taken by passing netizens, but the driver was not seen in any of the videos.

He looked at the time again, wondering if he knew about Yan Tingsong's car accident?

A bodyguard came up with a wheelchair and waited outside the ward. Soon, many people visiting Yan Tingsong came outside the ward.

Yan Tingsong sent Song Qinghe outside the ward, told Yu Wei to send her back to the villa, and then returned to the ward.

Back at the villa, Song Qinghe was worried about Yan Tingsong and was a little absent-minded, "Over the years, Tingsong has always reported good things to me but not bad things. If this car accident hadn't been in the news, he wouldn't have told me at all. "

Yu Wei comforted her, "Didn't you see him with your own eyes? He is fine."

"Over the years, he has offended many people for me." Song Qinghe said with deep worry in his eyes, "I suspect this is not an ordinary car accident at all."

"Don't think wildly. He is Yan Tingsong. How many people in the entire empire dare to offend him?"

Shen Meiling, who was least afraid of him, was already dead.

Yu Wei comforted Song Qinghe for a while, and after leaving the mountainside villa, she went to the hospital again.

Yan Tingsong's ward was filled with bouquets of flowers. It seemed that many people came to see him. When he saw Yu Wei leaving and returning, he asked softly: "Is Qing He okay?"

Yu Wei shook her head, "She's fine."

Yan Tingsong looked much weaker and looked completely different from Song Qinghe when he arrived.

Yu Wei asked straight to the point: "Do you know the whereabouts of Wen Siya? And Qi Zhengfeng. He was originally going to the police station to report the crime and surrender, but he suddenly disappeared without leaving a trace."

"Yu Wei, their disappearance is a good thing for you and Qinghe."

Yu Wei said calmly: "So, you know their whereabouts."

Yan Tingsong's voice was calm, "I will never be merciful to those who have hurt Qing He."

"Don't you have enough blood on your hands?"

Yan Tingsong said indifferently: "Is it too much? But no matter how much blood you have, it can't make up for the damage Qinghe suffered. Yu Wei, I have long been destined to go to hell. One more person and one less person makes no difference to me." "

Yu Wei's eyes darkened a bit, "So, this car accident was man-made?"

Yantingsong nodded, "There are too many people in this world who want me dead, but don't worry, for Qinghe, I won't let anything happen to me."

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Yan Tingsong's new assistant came in and told Yan Tingsong that Yan Ting was coming.

Yu Wei said goodbye and left.

Yan Tingzheng saw her, her expression was not very good.

He walked into Yan Tingsong's ward, "Tingsong, I'm here to tell you that I really don't know anything about this matter. You also know that my marriage to Wang Shuman is dead in name only."

Yan Tingsong looked at him with cold eyes, "Brother, we have been brothers for decades. If you say so, I believe it. But my sister-in-law only has one life. She is still in the intensive care unit. One day Husband and wife, you should go see her."

Yan Ting met his gaze, feeling a little guilty, "She actually drove her car to hit you. Even if she really can't survive, she will die unjustly."

Yan Tingsong walked up to him and held his shoulders, "She also loves her daughter very much, I can understand."

Yu Wei returned to the clinic and saw Meng Hechuan in the lobby.

Meng Hechuan stood up and looked at her, "Dr. Yu, I'm here for a follow-up consultation."

Yu Wei took him into the consulting room and took his pulse, "It seems that he has eaten well recently."

Meng Hechuan's eyes fell on her pale cheek, "It seems that your appetite has not been very good recently."

Yu Wei picked up the pen on the side and wrote a prescription for him, "You can see it, there is progress."

"Weiwei, I bought a set of Grandpa Yu's medical books. You must have spent a lot of time to organize Grandpa Yu's manuscripts so clearly."

"The process of organizing is the process of re-learning and absorbing. Every time you organize, you will have new experiences."

Meng Hechuan looked at her with a smile, "Weiwei, I always thought you would be a very good teacher."

Yu Wei looked at him with a smile and said, "I just think you are complimenting me."

"I was indeed complimenting you."

Yu Wei handed him the recipe, "Grandpa Meng liked the soup I made before, so I'll give you the recipe."

"He likes you, not soup."

Yu Wei smiled helplessly, "Okay, then when I'm done, I'll ask you to come and get it."

Meng Hechuan looked at her tenderly, responded, and then stood up to leave.

Looking at his thin back, Yu Wei thought of the boy in her memory who had taken care of her for many, many years.

Time will really change a lot of things. If he didn't know about her secret love at the beginning, would they both be happier now?

Yan Tingsong lived in Santianyuan, and Yan Wenzhou never showed up, but in the morning after he left, Yu Wei had received a location message from him.

After Yan Tingsong was discharged from the hospital, he directly gave half of his shares to Song Qinghe in the form of a betrothal gift.

Song Qinghe only had a daughter, Yu Wei. After her death, the shares would naturally go to Yu Wei, and Yu Wei once again became a prominent figure in the imperial capital.

Although she and Song Qinghe have not officially known each other, their mother-daughter relationship is not a secret in the circle.

Yan Tingsong was unable to come to the company to take charge of the overall situation due to injury. He approached Yu Wei and hoped that Yu Wei could temporarily take over the position of group president.