Chapter 50: : Wang Ma coma

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After Wang Ma left, Song Yunxiao returned to the room to rest, but there was some restlessness.
She lay in bed and wrapped her quilt to sleep.
He was doing the dreams that were both familiar and familiar, and suddenly he heard a knock on the door.
Song Yunhao wore slippers to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw a familiar maid wearing a white apron with a small plate of fragrant butter cookies on the tray.
Song Yunxiao went to see the maid's face and found that the maid who was sent by the Chu family could not help but feel a little displeased: "When did I say I want to eat cookies?"
The maid was still young and a little embarrassed: "But Miss, Li Ma, who is going to change magazines, said that the lady wants to eat dessert."
Song Yunxiao looked at the fragrant butter cookie and took a breath. He reached out and picked it up: "I accept the cookie, you go busy."
The maid watched her take away the small plate with the cookie, her face showing a gentle and happy smile, waiting for her to close the door before she left the tray.
Song Yunqi brought the cookie to the house and there was a feeling of wanting to retching. The stomach was stirred up. Before he got to the bed, he poured a black garbage bag into the black garbage bag and tied it up. The windows are all open, letting the sweetness of the cookies in the room escape.
She has been with her parents for decades, and her family knows that she hates too sweet things, especially cookies.
Just smelling a little scent of the cookie, the stomach is over the river, let alone eating this kind of thing into the mouth, she can't eat it.
I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I drank half a cup of boiled water. I smelled the cookie in the room and slowly dispersed. She went to the window and closed the window.
Just when closing the window, I suddenly found a blue Porsche sports car in the yard.
this is……
"The car in the desert of Chu."
She immediately felt a tight heart.
Going out in a hurry and asking the servant: "Has the desert in the past?"
The servant shook his head in a blank voice: "No, I haven't been here."
"The car in the yard just now?"
"Oh, it is the young master of Rongjia, who came over to send invitations. When they are finished, they leave, and the cars are not turned off."
The look of Song Yun’s face was calmer.
The maid saw Song Yunxiao's face a bit whitish, and some worried: "Miss Yunxiao, are you not feeling well?"
"No, no, I went to sleep first. After Wang came back, she told her not to make desserts. I ate cookies."
The maid nodded, and some confused looked at Song Yun's back to the weak back room.
On the blue Porsche sports car that just sailed out of the Song family, there was a handsome young man of seventeen or eight years old. He looked strangely at the man who came out in the rearview mirror: "Chu Big Brother, Song’s daughter Not your fiancée, I just went to the Song family, why don't you go see her."
The desert in the desert is cold and cold: "No need."
"Chu Big Brother, you are too bad," the teenager smirked. "It wouldn't be that the little girl was brought to the hand. Now, if you are tired of it, you have to throw it away."
The boy was handsome, a pair of gorgeous peach eyes, thin lips and snow, and long body, but the young man was a little slim, not as strong and calm as an adult man.
He is staring at Chu Moxi: "Chu Big Brother, I heard that the Song family is a rare beauty bill, and it is very simple, very honest, and it must be pure."
Chu Mo 宸 suddenly smiled, slowly raised his eyes, looking at the teenager in the rearview mirror: "Jun Liu young master, I advise you not to provoke her, she is purely like Gu Changge."
In the rearview mirror, the boy named Rong Liu made a clear and unclear gesture. After that, the bad smile on his face immediately converges. The thin lips screamed: "I can be interested in this type of beauty, Chu brother, you are It’s been so heavy.

It’s hard to say that it’s a heavy mouth, but there’s a huge privilege in the city of Yuncheng.
However, a woman like Gu Changge is not an ordinary dignitary who can take her arms, let alone control her.
Nowadays, although the man in Yuncheng said that Gu Changge is a schadenfreude, he said in the end, but if he can't eat grapes, he said that the grapes are sour.
Chu Mo Shen sinks and sits on the back seat of the car, his fingers on the leather armrests of the seat, his eyes are cold and can't see the end.
Rong Liu stunned him a few times, and finally could not help but open his mouth: "Chu Big Brother, my family's secret society is the world's top, you see the information you want is intercepted, people, how to deal with?"
The desert of Chu is silent.
The boy slowly parked his car on the side of the road, then opened his laptop and opened the file he had just received on the computer to him: "Chu Big Brother, you see it yourself, this is the content of the interception, God does not know." It’s scanned into a picture, and one word is good.

Say, hand over the computer.
Chu Mo Yu reached out and took the computer, but only took a look, the whole person froze.
The teenager found that it was wrong and was busy saying: "Chu Big Brother, what happened to you?"
Chu Mo's long eyebrows are wrinkled, his eyes are like a knife: "This is the handwriting of a long song."
This sentence, let the six on the driver's seat hold it, frowning incredible opening: "You said, Gu Changge is still alive?"
When this sentence is said, it is like a slap in the air without a warning.
Chu Mo looked at the handwriting on the scanned picture and said nothing on the spot, even Rong Liu was suddenly petrified.
Rong Liu is like a ghost, and his face is white and asks: "Chu Big Brother, are you sure?"
Chu Mo looked at the handwriting and stared hard. He almost stared at the computer screen, and was asked by Rong Liu. He slowly took a breath, as if suppressing some kind of emotion, the cold lips. Ask him: "Can you tell when the handwriting was written?"
Rongliu is somewhat embarrassed: "In my experience, it is within six months."
There is no difference between saying this and saying nothing. Gu Changge is dead within half a year. It is impossible to determine whether she wrote it before her death.
Chu Moyu looked at the writing without saying a word, as if he was trying to figure out something, but he did not silence for too long: "Maybe, it is my eyes."
Rong Liu did not speak, but he understood that this may be Chu Mou to find an excuse for himself.
After all, Gu Changge is indeed dead. The well-known death is clean, and even the ashes are thrown into the deep sea.
If you insist that this is the handwriting of Gu Changge, you can only say that this is the relic left by Gu Changge.
Or……
"Chu Big Brother, perhaps the person who wrote the letter, imitated the handwriting of Gu Changge, or there is no reason for this letter to appear now."
What Rong Liu can think of is nothing more than that.
Chu Mo Yu did not say a word, and did not open a guess for this matter half a word.
Rong Liu looked at his appearance and made a decision without authorization: "Chu Big Brother, you are the deceitful lady of the Song family..."
"Take the delivery letter to the hospital."
Rong Liu was shocked, and I saw the darkness of Chu’s eyes, and I was a bit chilly: "You mean..."
"Send it."
His voice is cold.
Rong Liu stayed a bit and nodded: "I know."
......
Song Yunxiao took a nap in the bed for half an hour. The picture in his mind was uncomfortable. When he finally woke up, he found a rush of footsteps outside.
She frowned and went to open the door.
I found that several servants who had stayed at the Song family for many years gathered together to speak. When I heard Song Yun's opening the door, I immediately felt like a sticky tape on my mouth.
When Song Yunyi saw these people want to spread out, they knew something was happening, and one of them screamed coldly: "Li Ma, is my magazine brought back?"
Li Ma was busy going to the table in the living room and took the magazine, then went upstairs to hand it to her.
Song Yunxiao did not pick up at all, but squinted with a bit of painful eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"
Li Ma looked awkward and looked at Song Yun's face with some impatience. He said: "Go to the mother who buys powdered sugar outside..."
"Wang Ma?" Song Yunxi captured the keyword.
Li Ma looked up at Song Yunzhen and looked down. He lowered his head: "Wang Ma... She was hit by a car when she came back."
"Humped?!" Song Yunxiao's voice suddenly became a lot more gloomy.
Li Ma nodded with some fear.
Song Yunxuan’s face was a bit white. When I heard that Wang Ma was hit, she turned and went to the room to wear a coat and a handbag without saying anything.
Li Ma waited for her at the door, watching her quickly dress up and going out, busy opening: "Miss do not have to worry too much, Wang Ma has been sent to the hospital."
"I personally went to see which hospital?"
Li Ma was hesitant. Song Yunqiang told her before she left that she wanted to be optimistic about the lady, so that the lady should not go out.
but……
Song Yunxi saw her not talking, and her breath was cold for several times: "Li Ma, Wang Ma took care of me from a young age, I have feelings with her, how, now he is injured, I have to see if there are problems?

Li Ma’s face was embarrassing and she could only report the name of the hospital:
In the second hospital.

Song Yunyi stunned, and felt a little strange. Actually, it was not sent to a doctor. If something went wrong on the road to the magazine, shouldn’t it be sent to the People’s Hospital?
She felt weird in her heart but did not show it.
Going out with the handbag, I took the car and went directly to the second hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw that there was a doctor and nurse in the emergency room where he was stopping bleeding for a person who had just had a car accident.
Song Yunqi walked over and was a little anxious: "Is this patient a surnamed king?"
The patient was seriously injured, and there were many wounds in the body that were bleeding, especially on the head, and the blood flowing down blurred the face.
Song Yunxiao’s heart is a bit cold, but it’s not flustered. It’s just that there are many possibilities for the sudden reflection of the heart.
It’s just a long way. How can you tell a car accident and you have a car accident?
There are no sections such as overpasses in that place, and there are signal lights at several intersections.
She frowned and wanted to follow the patient, but a doctor who took care of the patient stopped her with a mask: "This lady, the patient is surnamed Wang, fifty-six years old. Are you a relative of her?"
Song Yunxiao nodded: "Doctor, isn't it serious that she hurts?"
"You need surgery, please sign here."
The doctor showed her the agreement that the nurse was handed over in time and pointed out the signature directly.
Song Yunxuan took the agreement and browsed it through it. If there is no problem, he will have to sign it.
Just a pen down, the finger paused, and then the heart was a little alert to drive her to change the customary book font into a correct font type.
The doctor saw that she had signed the word before she took the agreement and went over to the operating room.