Chapter 1111: For so many years

"Miss Lan, I was almost killed just now... You still have the leisure to flirt with Mr. Xiao Wen here? Are you trying to kill me?"
Wen Muchu glanced at Gu Ci coldly, Gu Ci immediately covered his mouth, and never dared to speak again.
Lan Xiao was not angry. She smiled at Gu Ci and said, "Don't worry, you will have a big luck and you will not die."
After that, Wen Muchu asked Gu Ci to pick up the needle and use it to check the composition of the medicine.
Gu Ci took the things and left with lingering fears.
Half an hour later, he deployed some more people to guard around the hospital.
He also sent two bodyguards to guard the door of the ward.
The ingredients of the medicine are finally tested.
This is a kind of medicine that can make people's internal organs quickly fail.
Once the liquid medicine is injected into the body, within a day, all the organs in the human body will fail and die.
Lan Xiao looked at the inspection sheet, his face pale with anger.
"It's so vicious... The methods are cruel and outrageous."
Wen Muchu squeezed the paper and suddenly pursed his lips and smiled.
He raised his eyes and looked at Lan Xiao: "Why, let's show them the tricks again."
Lan Xiao's eyes lit up, and the person behind this hide was too deep, so he had to take a risk and try again.
At night, the news that Wen Muchu was critically ill was quickly spread like the wind.
The presidential palace was in a mess, and Mr. Wen's condition was aggravated by stimulation.
Wen Zhihuai even pushed all the government affairs, specially guarding Wen Muchu's side.
When Bai Huien got the news, she was so excited that she couldn't explain it.
She was extremely sad and sad in front of everyone-when she got the news, she cried and passed out once.
She was carried back to the bedroom and slept comfortably all night.
The next day, there was bad news in the hospital, Wen Muchu was about to die, and it was already dead.
All the organs in his body were exhausted and completely hopeless.
Bai Huien dragged her weak body to the hospital to visit Wen Muchu.
She stood outside the door, looking at the lifeless Wen Muchu lying on the bed in the room with red eyes.
Everyone was surrounded by Wen Muchu, and Lan Xiao crawled in front of him, crying hoarse.
Mr. Wen also looked haggard, and he seemed to be ten years old overnight.
Bai Huien squinted her eyes slightly, and the smile under her eyes grew deeper.
She took a tissue, wiped the corners of her eyes, and slowly lowered her eyes.
Just then, a text message came from her mobile phone.
Bai Huien went to the bathroom and took out her phone to take a look.
A message was printed in her eyes: Come to the cafe next to the nearby hospital.
Bai Huien gently pursed her lips, and replied.
Then, she took out the foundation, and put a thick powder on her haggard face.
After finishing her makeup, she walked out of the bathroom and walked to Wen Zhihuai's side.
"Zhihuai, you and dad didn't eat anything yesterday, and they didn't drink a glass of warm water this morning. I went to the restaurant next to the hospital to take a look and help dad pack some warm milk bread to cushion my stomach."
Wen Zhihuai was full of sorrow, and he sighed: "No need, Mu Chu is like this, how can I still eat?"
Bai Huien's eyes were full of worries and looked at Mr. Wen.
"Zhihuai, your body can hold it, but what about Dad? He is too old to be so exhausted. Mu Chu is already like this now, we can't let Dad have trouble again..."
Wen Zhihuai raised his eyes and glanced at the haggard old man Wen.
"Okay, then you go get some warm things and give him a cushion. Even if you don't eat, at least let him drink some hot milk."
"Well, I'm going now. In my arms, don't be too sad, everyone has his own fate, this is Mu Chu's fate, we are unable to return to heaven." Bai Huien comforted.
Wen Zhihuai dropped his head and said nothing.
Bai Huien whispered and choked a few times before turning around and leaving the ward.
Wen Zhihuai slowly raised his head and looked at her fading figure.
The light in his eyes flickered faintly.

Bai Huien left the hospital and went to a nearby coffee shop.
As soon as she arrived at the door, a woman in uniform was waiting for her.
"Madam, come with me."
Bai Huien glanced at the woman and nodded at her.
Following the woman, they went to the box on the second floor.
The entire second floor was wrapped up, and the surrounding area was quiet.
Bai Huien walked to the end of the corridor, and the woman pushed aside the innermost box.
Inside the room sat a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes.
Bai Huien stepped into the private room, and the woman closed the door and went to guard at the corridor stairs.
In the box, only two of them were left.
The man put three spoons of sugar into the cup of coffee. He held the small spoon and stirred it gently.
After the sugar was evenly mixed in the coffee, he pushed the coffee in front of Bai Huien.
Bai Huien took off her coat and sat down.
She picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of coffee.
"After so many years, you still remember, do I like more sugar when I drink coffee?"
The man curled his lips and smiled, his eyes filled with gentle light, and he looked at Bai Huien very intently.
"Naturally, I will never forget everything about you, I will always remember."
Bai Huien's eyes flickered, and she was moved by the bottom of her eyes.
"Thank you Song Qiang"
Yes, this person is not someone else, it is Song Qiang.
The Song Family’s current leader.
Song Qiang's eyes throbbed, and he raised his hand, trying to touch Bai Huien's cheek.
Bai Huien smiled gently and avoided, a trace of apology flashed across her eyes.
Song Qiang's eyes were dull, and he laughed mockingly at the corner of his lips.
"Back then, you obviously had the opportunity to marry me. But you chose Wen Zhihuai... I really don't understand, what is so good about him, it is worthy of your obsessiveness for so many years. If he knew what happened back then , I guess he will hate you forever."
Bai Hye-en's heart trembled, and then he pursed his lips and smiled.
"What happened back then? If you don't tell, I don't tell, who can know? The only person who understands the inside story was killed by you? Speaking of this, I admire your decisiveness. Mrs. Song But your knot-fat wife, you can actually kill her cruelly... Song Qiang, do you think one day you will kill me too?"
A trace of darkness flashed across Song Qiang's eyes, and he smiled at Bai Huien.
He squeezed the palm of her hand and said affectionately: "Why? I love you so much, how could I harm you? No one is as important as you in this world."
Bai Huien mocked, pushed away his palm, and took another sip of coffee.
"Oh, is it? Then how should you explain the matter between you and that woman? She is now pregnant with your baby. That woman is almost five months old..."