After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

In just one week, the Qin family underwent drastic changes.

10.08. Qin Liangze led people to force the palace and asked Qin Shishao to hand over the management rights.

As a result, someone rebelled and Qin Liangze was placed under house arrest.

10.09. The dignified eldest young master of the Qin family was detained in a desolate villa in the suburbs.

There are many guards around the villa, and there is no way to escape.

10.10. Qin Shishao held a press conference, announcing that the eldest young master was recovering from illness, and part of the business of the Qin family was managed by the second young master Qin Jinchen.

In the next few days, the executives came to the Qin family to see Song Rao many times, but he did not express any opinion, and let these people continue to manage the Qin family's business according to their usual habits.

Qin Shishao's subordinate has a very powerful medical research institute, which invests tens of billions of dollars every year.

In mid-October, Xiao Yi brought the director of the research institute to find Song Rao.

"Second young master, the master asked us to pick you up to check your body. The institute has recently recruited many top foreign experts, who may be able to help you recover."

"Is this what my father meant?"

Song Rao sat in a wheelchair with a small watering can in his hand, watering the flowers carelessly.

His small courtyard is full of flowers and plants, and he also keeps a few expensive birds. After returning to the capital, he spent most of his time growing flowers and raising birds.

"Yes." Xiao Yi said, "The owner specially instructed."

"I know."

When those people left, Song Rao put down the watering can in his hand.

The indifferent phoenix eyes stared at the potted plants in front of him, and then picked two of the most beautiful iris Alice, blue-purple petals, strong colors, just like his uncontrollable longing.

Song Rao returned to the house and wrapped the branches and leaves of the iris with kraft paper.

He called Gong Xueming to come over, but just handed him the flower.

Gong Xueming didn't ask anything, just took the flower and left.

Lin House.

A mysterious guest arrives at the back door, with two bunches of irises.

When Jiang Yi returned to the room, he found that the iris on the desk had changed. It was clearly withered in the morning, but now it was bright and dripping with water droplets.

She reached out and touched the petals and smiled softly.

Not long after returning to China, Jiang Yi received irises every day, sometimes one bunch, sometimes two bunches, always the freshest and most beautiful.

"The irises seem more beautiful today."

Lin Shisheng walked in and said to her with a smile.

"Do you know what iris means?"

Jiang Yi shook her head, she didn't know.

But she knew that Song Rao was secretly sent over, and she liked it.

"He tells you every day that he misses you."

Lin Shisheng is the most loyal flower and grass lover. The garden is full of colors, like a paradise. The first time he saw this blue-purple iris, he knew what it meant.

"me too."

Jiang Yi stared at Iris and said in a daze.

After Gong Xueming sent the irises back, Song Rao had already gone to the research institute for inspection.

The group of doctors who examined him were all unfamiliar European faces, with one exception.

Jiang Jingbai squatted down and checked his legs.

"The medicine has been changed."

He said something quickly that only Song Rao and him could hear.

Song Rao hooked his lips and looked at the others, "Are you sure?"

Demon glanced at him coldly, with a bit of anger hidden in his eyes.

But there is no way, his daughter is still in that woman's hands.

"It's so simple, you can have surgery today."

"A few days later."

"No! I want to cure you as soon as possible!"

Demon was a little excited, and he was worried about Elena's safety.

"Teacher, we must obey the wishes of the patient."

Jiang Jingbai stepped forward and pressed his shoulder. He shouted respectfully, with a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were indifferent, and there was a threat that could not be rejected.

"OK!"

He almost gritted his teeth and suddenly opened Jiang Jingbai's hand.