Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Sun Hexi used a secret line on his cell phone to contact Shang Feng: "Sure enough, Han Guanshan is not dead and his head has emerged. But Boss Chen is still in the hospital."

"Is it life-threatening?"

"Not yet, but his internal organs are injured and he will definitely not be able to fight in the last three months."

Shangfeng was silent and said faintly: "You think of a way to let Song Weiyu help him manage Zongheng...Song Weiyu's ability is stronger than most men. If it doesn't work, Chen Fang has a son who is better than his predecessor."

Sun Hexi said nothing.

Shangfeng said sternly: "Remember, everything is for the mission, and whoever sacrifices does it for the country and the stable life of the people."

Sun Hexi: "Yes. But if Director Fu finds out and we drag his wife and son into this muddy water, Director Fu will definitely..."

"It's not us who dragged his wife into troubled waters, it was his wife who took the initiative to help Chen Fang...what does it have to do with us..."

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In the ward, Song Weiyu was holding his chin and looking at Chen Fang.

The anesthesia wore off and he hadn't woken up yet.

It's good to be alive. It's good that he can live. Song Weiyu put his face in his palm and felt a little relieved.

Feeling tired all of a sudden, he fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the ward, Fu Chunhe turned to look at Song Jingming: "Why don't you go back to Hangzhou first? Wen Ying also has to go back to school. You don't have to worry about the capital. Brother can take care of the company by himself."

Song Jingming looked at the two people in the ward. One was seriously injured and the other was heartbroken. How could he dare to leave in such a situation.

"Brother, I suspended Wen Ying from school. Things in the capital are getting more and more dangerous. I don't trust you."

Fu Chunhe had long expected that he would say this.

"Dad doesn't want us to get involved. In fact, dad..."

Hesitant to speak.

"Huh? What's wrong, dad?" Song Jingming looked away from the ward and looked at his elder brother.

"He has endured too much alone." Fu Chunhe still didn't talk about his father's depression.

Song Jingming nodded, "So, I can't leave him behind. He has already lost too much, and I can't let him lose another son."

Fu Chunhe sighed inwardly. Sometimes, it is not a good thing for a family to think too much about each other.

I'm afraid it will be self-defeating.

After all, a lot of harm is done in the name of love.

This sleep, Song Weiyu did not sleep peacefully.

She always dreamed of the blood-red scars on Fu Haitang's fingertips. The white marks would fade away over time, but those scars would never go away.

She knew that Fu Haitang was using this method to leave evidence that the two had loved each other.

She thought she knew Fu Haitang very well.

He is more responsible than anyone else for the company. When it comes to love, he is more stubborn and loyal than anyone else.

Not to mention the family, everyone knew that Fu Dong had a reputation for being a protector of children. With the reputation of Mrs. Fu and Young Master Fu, they could act arrogantly in the capital.

On his shoulders are hundreds of thousands of employees. Under his shoulders, there is just his woman and son.

He is really like a Xifu Begonia, aloof and noble, clinging to love and waiting for a gentle spring rain.

Song Weiyu felt uncomfortable, got up and went to the bathroom, took a shower and changed clothes.

I want to talk to Li He for a while.

Li He was not in the office, so she sat in front of Li He's chair, wandering around and being bored.

The computer on the desk is turned on, and it shows the hospital's prescription drug system.

Song Weiyu glanced at it and saw the column of the patient's name.

Fu Haitang?

Eyes moved downward.

Medication records: paroxetine hydrochloride, ** reuptake inhibitor, fluoxetine, amitriptyline...

The name was so convoluted that she forgot about the previous one when she saw the next one. She was about to get closer to study it when the computer screen went black.

"Why, you've had enough of being a CEO and want to be a doctor?" Li He held the table and pulled her up from the chair.

Song Weiyu pointed to the computer, "I just saw Fu Haitang's name."

Li He smiled: "Isn't it strange? There are not only Fu Haitang and Chen Fang on my computer, but also you and your sons."

"Oh...I mean, what kind of medicine did you prescribe for him? It's such a convoluted thing, I've never seen it before."