After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

Jiang Huifeng's most precious son, Jiang Chen, although he came back safely, he would not spare Hongqiao Hospital lightly.

The patient disappeared in the hospital, and the news of the doctor receiving money to maim the patient instantly swept the entire Internet. Hongqiao Hospital faced an investigation by the relevant departments, and President Xu was temporarily dismissed.

Jiang Chen lived in Jiang Mansion for a few days, and his relationship with Jiang Huifeng eased a little.

Jiang Yi still didn't go back. She had already moved all her belongings to Song Rao's apartment. She was living with him completely. She only occasionally went back to Courtyard Xuan to find Wenxuan.

The news of Hongqiao Hospital made a lot of noise. In order to attract the attention of relevant departments, Jiang Huifeng even personally accepted an interview with reporters and told some details of the case.

East China University.

Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road not far away, a stern man in a suit with a calm temperament, holding a document in his hand, slowly flipping through it.

After a long time, Mu Fanzhou looked at the school gate where people came and went, and there was a bit of icy killing intent in his eyes, and his well-defined facial features seemed even colder.

"The youngest professor at East China University?"

He could only investigate Song Raoming's identity, but he knew that the man was not that simple.

After a while, the figure that made him extremely annoying came out of the school.

Mu Fanzhou tapped the headset with his fingertips, and ordered coldly, "Go ahead."

The words fell, and I saw a few men wandering at the school gate suddenly pulled out their daggers, as if going crazy, they stabbed people when they saw them, and then these people approached Song Rao tacitly.

"Ah! Killed! Help!"

"Help, help woohoo..."

There were many students at the gate of the school, but the gangsters didn't stab them to death, they just stabbed them and left, surrounded by Song Rao.

When the first gangster approached Song Rao, he instantly grabbed the weapon from the opponent's hand and knocked him to the ground.

From a distance, Song Rao saw the Rolls-Royce.

Probably fate, he met Mu Fanzhou's icy gaze.

Did you find it? interesting.

Song Rao hooked his lips, and there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

The school's guard quickly came to help. Two gangsters approached Song Rao and stabbed him with daggers one after the other. He dodged one of the attacks, but he didn't seem to notice the person behind him, so he was stabbed abruptly.

Seeing that Song Rao was injured, Mu Fanzhou raised his eyebrows, and he felt a sigh of joy in his heart.

He thought for a while and called Jiang Yi.

"You made an appointment with the best ophthalmologist in S City."

"?" Jiang Yi felt inexplicable, "I suggest you go to the brain department."

Mu Fanzhou's tone did not fluctuate at all, "Don't look for another trash next time, it's very boring."

He was referring to the matter of cleaning up Song Rao.

At the school gate, sirens blared, and the police and ambulances came.

The injured Song Rao was carried into the ambulance by the nurse, and Mu Fanzhou took a photo and sent it to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi saw the photo, his pupils shrank, and he stood up instantly.

Only then did she understand the meaning of Mu Fanzhou's words.

Jiang Yi was at work, she did not ask for leave, and rushed all the way to the hospital.

"Who are Song Rao's family?"

"I, I am a family member."

At the door of the emergency room, Jiang Yi shook his hands and signed the surgical order.

Not long after, Gu Yu rushed over.

"Miss Jiang, is the boss okay?"

Jiang Yi didn't speak, and stared at the door of the operating room.

The operation took a long time. About four hours later, before it was over, Gu Yu felt that Jiang Yi's mood was a little wrong, and his face was very pale, as if he was sick.

"Miss Jiang, do you want to go back and have a rest? I'll wait here."

Jiang Yi was silent for a long time before asking him in a hoarse voice, "Is there any smoke?"

"Have."

Gu Yu gave her the cigarette case and lighter.

But Jiang Yi's hands were shaking, and he couldn't even light the simplest cigarette.

Gu Yu was about to say help her, when she saw her throwing a cigarette and a lighter and punching the glass of the fire cabinet next to her.

With a bang, the glass shattered.

The backs of the fair and delicate hands were covered in blood.

Her eyes were red, standing among the broken glass on the floor, the blood on her hands dripped on the ground continuously, dyed red, but she didn't care.

"Mu Fanzhou!"