Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Li He nodded and pointed to his computer: "If you are prescribing medicine for him, use my system. It is more convenient."

He was even more afraid that Fu Haitang's case would spread.

Of course the psychiatrist understood this and agreed. He sat in front of Li He's computer, tapped the keyboard lightly, and wrote Fu Haitang's medical records and prescribed medicine.

But his ears were perked, and he and Fu Haitang listened to the movement outside through the door.

"Why are you looking for me?" Li He asked.

Song Weiyu was obviously dissatisfied with him coming out so late, and said in a long and rogue voice: "What are you doing in there? I've been waiting for a long time."

"I'm discussing my illness with my colleagues, why are you here?"

Song Weiyu raised his eyebrows to the sky, "My feet hurt."

Li He followed the direction in which she rolled her eyes, looked at the humanoid armored machine behind her, and immediately understood: "Follow me into the clinic, and I'll give you some medicine."

"Ayuan, please wait for me at the door."

Sun Yuan nodded and stood obediently outside Li He's office. After watching Song Weiyu and Li He enter the clinic, he took out his mobile phone: "Hey boss, my sister-in-law came to Jingxi Hospital and said her feet hurt... Do you want to come and take a look? ah?"

Although the voice was deliberately suppressed, the two people in Li He's office listened clearly.

Fu Haitang's expression turned cold and cold, and his whole person had a dangerous aura.

The psychiatrist secretly laughed. He didn't expect that such a rich and outstanding man would be abandoned by a woman.

But now he is more curious about what kind of top breed the man who can snatch Mrs. Fu away must be.

After all, Fu Haitang is already top-notch.

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In the consultation room, Li He knelt down to look at her feet, "The recovery is going well, just don't get wet. I'll give you the special medicine to remove scars. You can apply it on time."

"Why did Fu Haitang come to the hospital?" she asked simply.

Li He looked at her, his face not red, his heart not beating: "Who told you that he came to the hospital? He didn't come, I didn't see him."

"His car is lying across the stairs."

Li He knew that every time Fu Haitang came to the hospital, his car was never parked, but always parked at the door. No one dared to care about him.

He thought Song Weiyu really saw Fu Haitang's car and could only admit it.

"He...has not been sleeping well these past few days and came to me to get some tranquilizer."

Li He smiled at her, but his eyes seemed to say that it was because of you that he couldn't sleep well, and you had the nerve to ask.

Song Weiyu tilted his head slightly: "Then why did you lie to me just now and say he was not here."

Li He followed the psychiatrist's advice, "Fu Haitang doesn't want to see you."

After he finished speaking, Song Weiyu was stunned, his heart was hit hard, and he was beaten hard. I wanted to leave, but my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and they were terribly heavy.

Yes, the last words he said to her were "Song Weiyu, you are so cruel."

He must hate her so much that it's normal that he doesn't want to meet her.

I shouldn't have come to the hospital today. I'll be divorced in a month. What's the matter?

I got up and walked out. As soon as I opened the door handle, I heard Ah Yuan's voice: "Boss, why did you come so fast?"

"I happen to be nearby."

The man's cold and steady voice came, but Li He heard the subtle urgency in his tone.

Song Weiyu pushed the door open and went out. Chen Fang immediately stepped to her side, hugging her waist as usual and supporting her: "How is your foot? Does it hurt? Did you open the wound by walking?"

As he asked, he looked at her injuries, his brows filled with distress and worry.

Ah Yuan stared blankly at Chen Fang. Ever since he started following Chen Fang, she had seen him shoot neatly, hitting the forehead. He had seen him chop the blade over with one hand, and he had seen him break someone's neck with one punch.

I have never seen such a gentle side of the boss.

He wanted to secretly photograph it and send it to other brothers to see.

Just as he secretly took out his mobile phone, before his finger pressed the camera button, the office door behind him opened. He was startled, thinking that no one was here.

Ah Yuan stepped back a few steps to make way.

Fu Haitang walked out, his eyes lightly passing over the people at the door, not paying attention, as if he didn't know them. He put his left hand into the pocket of his trousers, opened the phone in his right hand, and walked to the elevator hall.

Tall and straight, with a pleasant pace, he doesn't look like a sick person at all.

Song Weiyu watched his tall back gradually walk away, her heart hurt by his ignored eyes, and she grabbed the cuffs of Chen Fang's suit in a panic, forcing herself to look calm.

Chen Fangfang held her in his arms, but was not surprised at all that Fu Haitang appeared in the hospital. His arms supported Song Weiyu's waist slightly, "Let's go, I'll take you to the company."

In the elevator, Fu Haitang watched the elevator door slowly close.

The moment it was about to close, someone pushed it open again.

Chen Fang stood outside, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the two looked at each other coldly.

Within two seconds, Fu Haitang looked away with disdain, as coldly as a stranger. The bright lights of the elevator hit his shoulders, and his whole body felt noble and alienated.

After entering the elevator, Song Weiyu turned around and stood at the door.

Chen Fang stood behind her, took his hands away from her waist, and put his hands into his trousers pockets.

Fu Haitang stood at the end, and the elevator started to go down. Only then did he put away his cell phone and looked at her back in front of him.