"Yu Han."

After Mrs. Xiang waited on her husband to take medicine and rest, she walked carefully to the door. Seeing that he was still standing here, she couldn't help but feel distressed and said, "Have you not eaten for another day? Pay more attention to your body."

"I'm fine, I don't have much appetite."

Mrs. Xiang strongly disagreed, "How can that be possible? Even with a body like yours, you can't stand it." Her eye circles became even redder, "The way you are now... I really can't help you. You have to worry about everything." ."

"Auntie, don't say such things. This is what I should do."

Song Yuhan held Mrs. Xiang's arm, and the two of them slowly went downstairs together.

Passing by the stairs on the third floor, Mrs. Xiang's eyes couldn't help but drift inward, and she sighed: "Xiang Kui has become completely at ease these days."

During the two days she was locked in the room, Xiang Kui smashed a lot of things and made a lot of earth-shattering noises.

Now, in the past few days, my strength may have diminished. According to the servant who delivered the meals, I just lay motionless on the bed, too lazy to move except for eating, drinking, and defecating.

"You talk about her, it will only cause chaos in the family." Mrs. Xiang's face suddenly darkened, "It doesn't matter if she is locked up for a while, she is used to it by her father and sister."

"The left and right are not at peace lately, and she is safer at home."

Mrs. Xiang nodded, "Fortunately, Xiang Fu is taken care of by Fengjing in the hospital. Fengjing is reliable. At least we don't have to worry about it anymore."

Since Luo Fengjing was in the hospital, they finished eating together and then went to take a short rest.

"Tick-tick--"

After dusk, the hospital ward was so quiet that there was no sound of anyone.

Luo Fengjing covered Xiang Fu with a quilt, closed the door, and sat in the living room to eat the food brought by the servant.

After taking care of her continuously, Luo Fengjing's sleepiness became a little unstoppable.

After Fang took two sips of soup, his eyelids kept falling down. He simply lay on the sofa and fell asleep, telling his subordinates to wake him up in an hour.

The subordinate agreed, but something got stuck. He and Xiang Fu were the only two people left in the ward.

Luo Fengjing slept soundly, snoring a little.

The visitor carefully observed for a long time to ensure that he would not wake up and sneak in like a wandering spirit.

The innermost room is where Xiang Fu cultivates himself.

The lights are dim and the bed curtains are closed.

There is still more than half a bottle of medicine in the infusion bottle.

If something were secretly mixed in, it wouldn't be so easy to detect.

It's simply a perfect hands-on opportunity.

Thinking of the instructions from above, the visitor no longer hesitated, took out the small syringe hidden in his sleeve, held the bag of the infusion set and injected the small tube of medicine into it.

A little diuretic will not affect Xiang Fu's body, but it will cause miscarriage as far as the fetus is concerned.

As long as the child is gone, it will be easy.

The visitor shook the liquid and then quickly tiptoed away.

Luo Fengjing on the sofa didn't know anything. He couldn't help laughing, went downstairs smoothly, and drove away in his car.

Everything went so well.

He didn't think much about it until the car was forced to stop on the side of the road.

"Mr. Song."

He made a shocked expression and only cautiously poked his head out of the window, "What are you doing?"

Why is Song Yuhan on this road? Should it be a coincidence?

The car door on the opposite side opened, and it was Song Yuhan who got out. His black shirt was straight without any wrinkles, and he didn't look depressed at all.

It's more like winning.

"What, are you going to talk to me like this?"

Song Yuhan looked down from a high position.

He could only bite the bullet and get out of the driver's seat.

"What did you do?" Song Yuhan asked bluntly.

"I-I didn't do anything, I just went home normally."

He really couldn't restrain his guilt in front of Song Yuhan. Song Yuhan's eyes were so deep that he seemed to be able to see through his heart at will.

"Really? Didn't you come from the hospital?"

There was almost a cold sweat on his forehead.

Why did Song Yuhan just go to the hospital?

Could it be that Song Yuhan knew about it? No, it's too late for him to know now.

"Mr. Song, stop joking, I have never been to the hospital..."

The feeling of suffocation suddenly spread from the brain to the whole body.

It took him a while to react, but Song Yuhan grabbed his neck quite violently and slammed him against the car.

"Really? Have you really never been there?" Song Yuhan's eyes were cold, "Up to now, do you think you can still hide it?"

His fingertips were still exerting force, as if he were ready to snap his neck.

"Ahem...it's illegal for you to kill someone...!"

The air in his chest became thinner and thinner, and at the moment when his consciousness was about to leave his body, Song Yuhan suddenly loosened his shackles and saw him falling to the ground like mud, gasping for air.

"Aren't you ready to tell the truth?"

"Mr. Song, if there is no, there is no... You are slandering..."

He refused to admit it, but the medicine must have taken effect now anyway.

It seems that one cannot shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Song Yuhan wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, and then a woman's voice sounded, "I really want to thank Uncle Ming. He just wants the child's life and has no intention of poisoning me."

No, this voice is...

He raised his head in panic and saw Xiang Fu being supported by Lan Yu, with a cold and calm look on her face.

Why is Xiang Fu here? Who is that person at the hospital?

Uneasiness arose in his heart, this, this must be a trap!

"If Ming Chengdong wants to take action, he will definitely not choose someone familiar to him, but people who are not familiar to us will naturally not be familiar with these two sisters."

Besides, Xiang Fu and Xiang Kui are very similar.

As long as he lay on the bed without showing his face, he naturally couldn't tell.

"That night, it was you who put on a show!" He blurted out.

"You didn't realize it at all. Your stupid brains can't do anything."

Song Yuhan mocked lightly, Xiang Kui was naive, but not irrational.

Otherwise, Xiang Jia would not have let her fight. He was so angry just to show off to those who were interested.

The two sisters exchanged information without anyone noticing, and because they were grounded, no one would visit them frequently, thus minimizing the risk of revealing their secrets.

Unexpectedly, he just threw the bait shallowly, and Ming Chengdong was eager to take the bait.

——I really feel that Xiang Feng is going to die soon, and I can't wait any longer.

"Are you going to say that you haven't done anything yet?"

"I……"

His lips trembled and he could only hang his head with a gloomy expression.

How could he defeat Song Yuhan? He was no match at all.

"Do you know what you should do now to maximize your benefits?"

He was unable to think about Song Yuhan's questioning. Although one must anticipate the consequences before doing bad things, no one would let go of such an obvious life-saving straw.

Strange people avoid risks but are not sincere enough.

"I, I listen to you, Mr. Song! I will do whatever you say!"

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