Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The saliva was on Mu Mian's face, and when Mu Mian reached out to wipe it off, it fell to the ground again.

Mu Mian's face trembled, and he took two deep breaths in a row, and only then did he suppress the predominant force in his body that wanted to blast Song Fei.

"You're crazy." Mu Mianpi smiled without a smile. He took out a few pieces of paper, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into Song Fei's mouth roughly. "You will be alive in two days. I think how long you can be rampant."

Song Fei had a scornful face, and didn't bother to look at him. Looking at Mu Mian more, his eyes hurt.

Song Fei's contemptuous appearance was really awkward in Mu Mian's eyes. He could not help but act on her if he stayed for a while, Mu Mian turned and left.

The room was completely darkened.

Song Fei stared into the darkness quietly, missing the guy who was afraid of the dark a little, and didn't know what that guy was doing now...

-

Coming out of Song Fei's ward, Mu Mian saw the dark shadow standing at the end of the corridor. He turned his toes and walked towards the person in the shadow.

"When is surgery better?" Mu Mian stood in the dark corner of the light, talking to the person in front of him.

"I have already started the preparations here, and the plan can be launched the day after tomorrow."

"Row."

Mu Mian patted the man on the shoulder and sighed: "Dr Zhu, do it hard, this is done, I will let you be the dean."

Zhu Yuanwen nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "I will try my best."

"Ok."

Walking out of the hospital, standing at the gate of Xinqiao Hospital, Mu Mian looked up at the dark 8th floor, and then quickly got into the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Mu Mian pulled off his tie, feeling agitated.

In fact, he was not as calm as he seemed. This is killing, killing for my own daughter! A living person!

Feeling distressed, Mu Mian hurriedly turned on the night light and searched for it in the carriage, but he finally found a pack of cigarettes. He drew one out, lit it quickly, and took a big mouthful.

Smoke is a good thing, it can numb people's conscience.

Under the comfort of nicotine, Mu Mian gradually recovered his calm. After the cigarette smoked, Mu Mian started the car and left.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, a girl in a gray and black hoodie jacket appeared on the back foot where he had parked. The girl stayed in place for a while, and then walked to the gate of Xinqiao Hospital.

Standing at the gate, she raised her head as before learning Mu Mian and looked upstairs. Staring at the dark floor, Mu Qiu's eyes moved slightly.

What's hiding there?

The black and empty 8th floor, like the belly of a monster, quietly swallowed all the strangers who stepped into its territory.

The flat shoes stepped on the floor tiles in the corridor, making muffled noises, which were very gripping. The faint green light of the fire indicator light reflected on Mu Qiu's face, and her white face was slightly green, like a devil coming out of hell.

From left to right, Mu Qiu tried to open each door in turn. I opened seven or eight doors in a row, and finally the handle of one door could be unscrewed.

Mu Qiu held the handle, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Got you!

Click——

The door opened.

Inside the room, the person on the bed moved his limbs, and the cloth of his clothes made a slight rubbing sound on the bed. In the darkness, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes like icebergs, without a trace of emotion, quietly stared at the sudden appearance of Mu Qiu.

When Mu Qiu heard the sound, the corners of his lips were more curved. She turned around, facing the direction of the bed.

Through the neon lights on the road outside, Mu Qiu saw a person tied to the bed. The light was blurry, and the figure was thin and indistinguishable.

Mu Qiu took a small step and walked to the bed. She bent down slightly, stared at the woman's face on the bed at close range for a long time, and then smiled and said, "Hello, Song Fei."

She was not surprised at all, as if she had expected to see Song Fei here.

Song Fei moved without speaking.

"It turned out to be gagged." Mu Qiu reached out and took the ball of paper from Song Fei's mouth. While taking it, he complained dissatisfiedly with Mu Mian. "Daddy is really so rude to you. What a gagging mouth is. It's uncomfortable."

Song Fei regained the right to speak. "You impress me." These words are more ironic than praise.

Mu Qiu twisted his eyebrows slightly, as if he could not understand Mu Qiu's words.

"I thought you didn't know it." Song Fei sneered, "It turns out that you are the big bad wolf hiding behind."

Mu Qiu did not agree with Song Fei's comments. She calmly spoke and corrected Song Fei's statement: "I did nothing. My father planned all of this. Unfortunately, you have the same blood as me and match my antibodies."

When speaking, Mu Qiu's expression was very innocent, as if she had been wronged by heaven.

"Shao pretends to be innocent in front of Lao Tzu, and feels like vomiting." Song Fei's voice is cold, like frost and snow in winter, and ice field in high mountains. Speaking vulgar words in such a voice is also pleasant to the ears.

Song Fei stared at Mu Qiu's face and thought it was really funny. "You are clean and you are holy, and you are **** purer than glutinous rice dumplings, you are innocent and pitiful in the whole world."

Being scolded, Mu Qiu didn't say a word. There was no grievance on her face and she became gloomy. "It's also a sister, your mouth smells much worse than Song Ci."

What Mu Qiu said was the truth, and Song Fei did not refute it. Song Fei was very curious about one thing, "Mu Mian wants to know that the baby girl he tried so hard to save is a black-hearted viper. I don't know if he should be relieved or lost."

Mu Qiu said firmly: "He won't know." No one will know what Mu Qiu really is.

Song Fei said again, "Your father wants to kill me and goug my heart to save you. What do you think of this?"

"What do I think?" Mu Qiu's five slender fingers pressed against Song Fei's chest and stroked softly. She smiled and said: "I don't know anything. I only know that I am in a critical condition and unconscious. The person who matched the antibody died unexpectedly."

"That kind person gave me his heart, and I will hold on to a grateful heart and continue to live with her regret."

Hearing that, Song Fei was also a little shocked by Mu Qiu's shamelessness. "Pig out the heart of a living person and save yourself, Mu Qiu, are you not afraid of nightmares?"

Mu Qiu was still smiling, but his eyes became fierce, "You are wrong, that is the heart donated by kind people, why would I have a nightmare?"

"..."Fuck!

In his heart, he put a "cheeky" label on Mu Qiu, and Song Fei couldn't help feeling, "A person like you should live. If you die, you can survive. It is you who defend the earth."

In the face of Song Fei’s irony, Mu Qiu not only didn’t get angry, but smiled and said, "Thank you for your respect. Don’t worry, I won’t waste your heart." A pair of good friends are talking about the beautiful weather today, suitable for fishing trips.

Looking at Song Fei with a gentle gaze, Mu Qiu actually comforted Song Fei. She said, "Don't remember Song Ci. I will be very good to Song Ci in the future. I will treat her as a sister."

Good for Song Ci?

Thinking of the tragic experience of Song Ci's previous life, Song Fei felt that Mu Qiu's words were hypocritical and ridiculous! "If your heart is diseased again and you can't find a suitable heart, will you even let Song Ci go by that day?"

Hearing Song Fei's question, Mu Qiu was stunned for a moment, and some could not answer.

"Look, you keep saying that you want to treat Song Ci as a sister, but you will still kill her for your own dog's life." Song Fei glanced through Mu Qiu's sordid soul, "Mu Qiu, you are really not a man. thing."

"In vain!"

Song Fei admired Mu Qiu a little. This dog looked gentle and well-behaved, but it was a group of black hearts.

Mu Qiu suddenly took a few more pieces of paper, quickly kneaded them into a ball, and stuffed it into Song Fei's mouth. The whole world was quiet, and Mu Qiu's panic and scared heart finally calmed down.

"Get a good rest, I'm leaving."

After a boring discussion, Mu Qiu hurried away.

-

When Mu Mian returned home, seeing the living room empty, he went upstairs. He went to the third floor first, wanting to talk to Mu Qiu.

"Autumn, are you asleep?" Mu Mian knocked on the door and did not hear a response. He opened the door without authorization, only to find that Mu Qiu was not at home.

Where are you going?

Mu Mian returned to the master bedroom on the second floor. Seeing Du Tingting was still playing with her mobile phone, he asked Du Tingting, "Autumn hasn't come back yet?"

"I said I wanted to have a cup of milk tea, and I went out to buy milk tea." Du Tingting turned off her mobile phone and shrank into the quilt. Her neck was all hidden in the quilt, only one face was exposed.

Staring at Mu Mian’s somewhat messy tie, Du Tingting couldn’t help asking: “Where have you been? The tie is messed up.” Thinking of a certain possibility, Du Tingting’s face was slightly darkened, and she bluffed Mu Mian, “Husband, should you? Is it going to spend time and drink?"

Du Tingting will inevitably think about it since they learned that they were pregnant to confinement, they hadn't made each other for two or three months. Mu Mian has been abiding by the rules over the years and loves her very much. But a man is the most fickle creature, he can dig his heart and lungs for your love, while tumbling with other women.

Misunderstood by Du Tingting, Mu Mian felt wronged and wronged. "Where, I went to Xinqiao Hospital to discuss Qiu'er heart transplant with Director Zhu."

"Really?" Du Tingting felt a little relieved seeing Mu Mian acting like a lie. "I can tell you, if you dare to find a woman outside, I won't want you."

Although Du Tingting is gentle and considerate, she is not the kind of cowardly wife who will let her husband go outside. Once she found out that Mu Mian was outside, she would kick him cleanly.

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, you can call and ask Director Zhu." Mu Mian deliberately coldened his face and condemned Du Tingting: "I love you or not, are you loyal or not, you still don't know? Stop talking about it."

Mu Mian was really obsessed with Du Tingting. From the day she met Du Tingting for the first time in college, there was no other woman in Mu Mian's eyes.

Mu Mian's rhetoric, Du Tingting finally believed his words. "What did Director Zhu say about the operation?"

"This time this matter should be stabilized. The organ donor's health is getting worse and worse, so he can live for only two days. We should be undergoing surgery in the fall."

"That would be better."

Du Tingting felt relieved and was about to go to bed when her mobile phone rang suddenly. "Who is calling here so late?"

Du Tingting picked up the phone in confusion, saw Qiu'er's name, and muttered: "This girl, isn't it going to be staying out tonight?"

Hearing this, Mu Mian subconsciously glanced at Cheng Yanmo's house. Seeing the lights in Cheng Yanmo's house was dark, Mu Mian's expression was also unpredictable.

The two of them are not meeting outside, right?

Du Tingting answered the phone, "Autumn, why haven't you come back?"

"Hello!"

Unexpectedly, there was a strange male voice on the other end of the phone.

Du Tingting's face changed slightly. "Hello, where is my daughter?"

Du Tingting worried that Mu Qiu would encounter a vicious or pervert, after all, Mu Qiu looked pretty, and it was night again. When a mother is always worried.

Seeing Du Tingting's face changed, Mu Mian quickly took away her mobile phone and put it next to his ear.

Mu Mian heard the other person say: "That's right, your daughter fainted from a heart attack on the street. We have done a cardiac resuscitation for her, and now she is in a coma."

"We have called an ambulance for her and are waiting for the ambulance. You are the mother of this young lady, come here!"

Mu Mian was smashed by the news. "Where is the address, let's come here!" With a panic in his heart, Mu Mian's words trembled.

The other party said: "Dashu Street, Dongshan District, at the entrance of the milk tea shop next to the Wal-Mart Supermarket!"

Cut off the phone, Mu Mian took Du Tingting's hand and said with a calm face: "Tingting, this is the case. Qiu'er suffered a myocardial infarction. Fortunately, he was rescued and is now in a coma."

Du Tingting covered her mouth on the spot, almost crying. "How come it happened again!"

"Don't cry, put on your coat, we will go to the hospital in Dongshan District now!"

Du Tingting nodded indiscriminately, put on a coat with the help of Mu Mian, and ran downstairs with him and drove straight to Dongshan District by car.

On the way, Mu Mian called Zhu Yuanwen and told him to send a car to the hospital in Dongshan District to pick up Mu Qiu. He and Du Tingting went directly to Xinqiao Hospital.

The two arrived at Xinqiao Hospital, it was eleven o'clock.

Mu Qiu was still checking, and the couple could only wait at the door. At 12:30, Mu Qiu was sent back to the ward, and Zhu Yuanwen came to Mu Qiu's ward with a bunch of Mu Qiu's inspection reports.

Zhu Yuanwen has read Mu Qiu's inspection report, his face is cold, his brows are frowning, and he feels tricky.

"Director Zhu, how is it?" Mu Mian couldn't read the inspection report, but he would look at his face. Zhu Yuanwen's expression showed that the situation was a bit serious.

Zhu Yuanwen put down the inspection report and looked at Mu Qiu on the hospital bed. His voice was very soft, "Miss Mu has been experiencing rapid heart failure recently. Looking at this inspection report, the BNP value has increased too much."

"Miss Mu is just 20 years old, her BNP index should be less than 450pg/mL to be normal, but she is as high as 856/mL. In addition, her lungs have mild infections and water and electrolyte disorders. Look at her lower limbs. "

Zhu Yuanwen pressed Mu Qiu's calf and pressed it out a small nest, which disappeared after a while. "It's starting to swell."

Du Tingting also followed Zhu Yuanwen's movements and pressed Mu Qiu's calf once, and he pressed it into a deep nest. "What should I do?" Du Tingting's tone was filled with fear, and her face was pale.

Zhu Yuanwen stared at Mu Mian, and he said: "Surgery is imminent and there is no room for delay."

As soon as Du Tingting grasped Mu Mian's arm, she said without crying, "Husband, didn't you say that there is a critically ill patient whose heart fits Mu Qiu?"

Mu Mian nodded.

Zhu Yuanwen glanced at Mu Mian and said nothing.

Du Tingting seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, she was a little calmer.

Turning around, Du Tingting took Zhu Yuanwen's hand and begged him: "Director Zhu, shall we wait two more days?"

Seeing Mu Mian nodding, Zhu Yuanwen said: "According to the speed of Miss Mu's heart failure, two or three days should still be affordable."

"That's good!"

Du Tingting looked at her daughter's pale face, and for the first time selfishly hoped that another innocent person would die soon. She also knows that there is such a bad idea, but as a mother, she will inevitably be selfish.

This night, no matter how Mu Mian persuaded, Du Tingting refused to leave the hospital and must stay in the hospital to accompany Mu Qiu. She was afraid that Mu Qiu would not be able to sustain it, and if she could cherish one second of the current time, then one more second.

The next morning, Mu Qiu woke up first.

Finding herself in the hospital, she froze for a moment, and then a flash of pain flashed in her eyes. She remembered what happened in the street last night, and she thought she would die on the spot.

Mu Qiu felt tight in his chest because he was in the hospital or the heart was failing every second. She stood up, looked at the fallen leaves floating on the ground outside the window, and couldn't help thinking: Can she still see the green buds next spring?

"Autumn?" Du Tingting also woke up. Seeing Mu Qiu standing in a daze by the window, she got up and walked over.

Turning her head and looking at Mu Qiu, she saw that her face was slightly ruddy, and Du Tingting said: "Are you hungry? I'll buy you food."

"Mom, can I hug you?"

Mu Qiu looked helpless.

Du Tingting was so soft-hearted that she opened her arms to Mu Qiu, "Come on."

Mu Qiu plunged into Du Tingting's arms and hugged her tightly. "Last night I almost thought I was going to die on the street. I couldn't even see my parents for the last time. I'm very satisfied to see my mom again."

"mom."

Du Tingting: "Huh?"

The fallen leaves in the garden downstairs reflected in Mu Qiu's eyes, a bleak, lifeless. "Mom, do you remember the peach blossom forest we visited in Linzhi, Tibet a few years ago?"

"Why don't you remember, in your freshman year of high school, you made a fuss about going to Tibet. Your father specially put down his work and took our family to Nyingchi, Tibet."

"I remember that peach forest is very beautiful, you and Song Song still took a few portrait photos inside."

Recalling the happy and interesting events at that time, Du Tingting's eyes shimmered. How happy it was then, Mu Qiu was in good health, and Song Song was close to them.

How did everything change in a blink of an eye?

"I remember, it was very beautiful there." Mu Qiu closed his eyes, tears slid down and dripped on Du Tingting's sweater. "Mom, I still want to visit Taolin in Linzhi next year."

She doesn't want to die!

Du Tingting understood Mu Qiu's suggestion. Her chest seemed to be held tightly by a big hand, and her breathing felt suffocated. "Autumn..." Du Tingting was about to collapse, and she was fed up with such torture.

Du Tingting couldn't help telling Mu Qiu: "Qiu'er, my father said that he has found the right heart source for you, but the other person has not died yet. You have to wait a few more days. When that person passes away, we will I will do a heart transplant for you all at once."

Hearing that, in Mu Qiu's silent eyes, two fires were lit, and a strong flame was burning.

Mu Qiu let go of Du Tingting, she grabbed Du Tingting's arm, and asked with joy and disbelief, "Is it true?"

Du Tingting cried and nodded, "It's really autumn, you can be saved! Wait a few days, we will definitely save you!"

Mu Qiu cried with joy. "Great, great!"

The mother and daughter hugged each other, crying and laughing.

Knocking——

The sudden knock on the door awakened the triumphant mother and daughter.

The two separated and looked sideways at the ward door.

Song Ci stood there, carrying a breakfast box in his hand. Flat bottom shoes, denim tights, outline a good fit and **** body.

Only a few days away, she has lost a lot of weight, and the body under the sweater is slightly thin. That pretty face with a little makeup, also lacked a brilliant smile.

Song Ci, whose temperament settled down, looked a little strange.

Song Ci walked in and put the food box on the bedside table. Then he looked back and stared at Mu Qiu and Du Tingting. "Mother, autumn, why are you crying again?"

Mu Qiu's eyes flickered and there was no answer.

The color of joy on Du Tingting's face has not yet been captured, listening to Song Ci's question, she took Song Ci's slender hand and shared the joy in her heart with her. "Song Song, we finally found the right heart source for autumn!"

Song Ci was stunned.

"Find, found?" Song Ci's aura was a little unstable, she was about to be dizzy.

how could be?

How could Mu Qiu find the right heart?

Song porcelain has a sense of absurdity to be played by God.

Why do people who do all the evil get redemption, but true good people can't end well? Thinking of his pitiful dead sister, and looking at Mu Qiu, Song Ci was very angry.

Song Ci's expression was interpreted by Du Tingting as surprised and shocked.

"It’s very unexpected, isn’t it? It’s also good luck. A couple of days ago, a person with the right blood type and antibody match had an accident, and he is still in critical condition. Your father has persuaded the other patient and his family to buy his heart ."

"I know it's illegal to buy and sell hearts, but the family is in a poor family. The person concerned is willing to sell his heart in exchange for a sum of money for his children."

"In this way, it is the best of both worlds."

This was what Mu Mian told Du Tingting, and Du Tingting just relayed it to Song Ci.

Song Ci smiled reluctantly, "Really?" She turned to look at Mu Qiu, holding Mu Qiu's hands, and had to say congratulations to her against her will, "Congratulations, Qiu'er, I finally got the right heart."

Mu Qiu shook Song Ci's hand and smiled lightly, "Sister, will you come to accompany me when I have the operation?" Mu Qiu stuck out her tongue nervously, like a playful elf, she said : "I will feel more at ease with you."

Song Ci nodded absently.

After leaving the hospital, Song Ci was depressed and went straight to Su Beibei's coffee shop. "Akun, where is your store manager?"

Akun knew Song Ci and knew she was a friend of the store manager. He replied, "The boss is upstairs."

Nodding, Song Ci ran upstairs. She directly pushed open the glass partition door of the study, walked to Su Beibei's desk, and beat the desk of the book with both hands.

Su Beibei was taken aback. She raised her head, staring at Song Ci's angry face, raising her eyebrows in surprise. "What's the matter? Who made Song Meiren angry?"

Su Beibei had no inspiration. After the computer was turned on for two hours, he wrote more than 500 words, and the content was not satisfied. Seeing that Song Ci was coming, Su Beibei simply turned off the computer.

Song Ci sat on the sofa, with her legs crossed, her arms crossed on her chest, an angry face, somewhat bluffing. She was really angry, but she didn't know where to start.

Su Beibei went downstairs and brought her a cup of coffee. "Mocha, try it."

The surface of the mocha is black and white garland, Song Ci stared at the delicate garland, and finally uttered a word. "There is no fairness in this world."

Su Beibei: "Are you here to talk about philosophy with me?"

Song Ci messed up the garland with a spoon. "Mu Mian has found a suitable heart for Mu Qiu."

There was no smile on Su Beibei's face. "Sure enough, there is no justice." Her parents died because of Mu Mian, and the retribution was finally fulfilled on Mu Mian's child. Thinking that it was finally his turn to eat the bad results, but he found a heart suitable for Mu Qiu.

It's really unfair.

"You haven't found something?" Song Ci came today, mainly to ask about Su Beibei's progress. Song Ci can't wait, she can't wait to send Mu Mian's old thing to prison!

Take down the old one, then make the small one.

"Not yet. I'll show you something." Su Beibei got up and walked to the bookshelf, and took out the Sherlock Holmes Collection.

She was sitting opposite Song Ci with a book.

"What's up, tell me a story?" Song Ci stared at the book in her hand, thinking of getting up and leaving.

"What's the hurry?" Su Beibei opened the book, and Song Ci discovered that the book was empty. It was actually a disguised collection box. As Su Beibei took out the contents, she said, "I'm afraid of being discovered, that's all."

"It's worthy to write suspense mystery novels." This mind is really incomparable to a beautiful girl like her.

Su Beibei threw a bunch of small-sized photos in front of Song Ci. Song Ci picked up the photos and looked at them, and found that all the protagonists above were Mu Mian.

The photos record all the whereabouts of Mu Mian in the past two months.

Su Beibei told Song Ci: "I paid for a private detective, and she helped me to supervise Mu Mian 24 hours a day. In the past two months, I have checked all the places Mu Mian has been to, but none problem."

Thinking that Song Ci has lived with Mu Mian for several years, perhaps Song Ci better understands the deep meaning behind Mu Mian's every move. Su Beibei asked her to look at the photos and analyze her insights.

After spending some time looking through all the photos, Song Ci showed an expression of lack of interest. "Everything is normal, there is nothing suspicious."

Not giving up, Song Ci looked through the photos again, and suddenly said: "Mu Mian went to worship his father alone this year?"

Su Beibei nodded, "Well, his wife was pregnant at the time and didn't accompany him. I found out that Mu Mian had a bad relationship with his father. How much do you know about them?"

Song Ci shook his head and said, "It's not just bad..." Mu Qiu's grandfather was most likely killed by Mu Mian.

In the previous life, Su Beibei took evidence to report Mu Mian, including some doubts about the death of Mu Mian's father. It was only because of insufficient evidence that Mu Mian could not be convicted of paternal killing.

Of course, Song Ci couldn't tell Su Beibei directly about this kind of thing, because it would be suspicious to say it.

Song Ci briefly talked about the affair between Mu Mian and his father, "Mu Mian's father tends to be violent. He was suppressed in the company, and when he returned home, he would take his wife out."

"Mu Mian has lived under the shadow of his father's violence since he was a child, so he hates his father very much. He is most afraid of being like his father in his life. Therefore, after getting married, Mu Mian cared for my mother in every possible way. Don't blush to her."

Su Beibei curled her lips and said: "The more you are afraid of something, the more you care about it."

"Yes. Mu Mian wanted to get rid of his father's influence on him, so after Mu Mian's father died, he rarely went to worship him." Song Ci added, "I lived in Mu's family for seven or eight years. It is not that Mu Mian goes to worship his father every year. He will go only if Du Tingting strongly requests."

Song Ci picked out a few photos of Mu Mian's visit to the Anxi Hall and placed them in front of her. She stared at the photos for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.

Su Beibei said, "Since he hates his father so much, why did he take his father's ashes to look east after his father's death?" He should have let go.

Song Ci was taken aback.

She hadn't thought about this issue.

Su Beibei analyzed again, "First of all, Mu Mian doesn't respect his father. He doesn't need to bring his father's ashes back to Wangdongcheng to worship. Second, if you really want to, you should also bring your biological mother's ashes."

Mu Mian, why did he leave his beloved mother alone in his hometown, but put the ashes of his hateful father in the city where he lives?

Song Ci couldn't think of a reason. "Bebe, you write a lot of mysteries, you must be smarter than me, you will definitely find the answer to this matter."

Su Beibei sneered, glanced at the good figure under Song Ci's sweater with a critical and arrogant look, and uttered a golden sentence: "Big chest and no brain."

Song Ci was not angry, and drank coffee leisurely. "Well, if you have a small chest and a high IQ, you are all wisely decided, so this kind of brain-consuming thing is left to you." Song Ci admitted that it was right to have a big chest and no brain.

Su Beibei was so angry that he drove people away, "Go and go!"

Song Ci was angrily driven away by Su Beibei.

Han Zhan did not go out today, but was working at the company. Song Ci planned to go over and have lunch with him at noon. Since Song Fei's death, Song Ci couldn't concentrate on anything. Liang Bo wrote a new song. Song Ci has not had the energy to help each other composing.

Knowing that Song Ci has been busy recently, Liang Bo didn't rush her.

Last time at the wedding, Liang Bo saw Han Zhan’s big goddesses at the wedding. Smart, he figured out some things. It is very possible that Mr. Han is the real boss of Zeus Airlines and Yuhua, and his partner Song Ci is the boss!

The proprietress is not in the mood to work. As a wage earner, Liang Bo dare not urge, cannot urge, and cannot bear to urge.

Song Ci called Liang Bo, explaining that he was not suitable for work recently, and asked him to ask an expert to compose music.

Liang Bo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

Song Ci is both gratified and depressed. "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood during this time, and I'm not in the mood."

Knowing that Song Ci just lost her sister, how could Liang Bo blame her. "You cheer up, people have to move forward."

Song Ci saw Han Zhan standing in front of the company. "Well. Let's stop talking, I have something."

"Okay, bye."

After getting out of the car, Song Ci walked to Han Zhan's side, took Han Zhan's arm, and looked up at him. "Brother Han, why are you down?"

Han Zhan said: "You have to work overtime at night. It is estimated that it will end very late. I should not go home at night. I will accompany you out to eat at noon."

"Not going home?" Song Ci knew Han Zhan was busy, but didn't know that he was so busy. "Do you want me to accompany you in the company?"

"Don't, you go home and take a good rest. I can't take care of you when I get busy. You are bored by yourself."

"okay then."

At noon, the two had a Thai meal outside. After the meal, Han Zhan asked Asong to send Song Ci home. Song Ci was sent away, but Han Zhan did not go home, but went to the underground garage.

Next to his Volvo car stood a middle-aged man who was not tall and wore a leather jacket. The man's complexion is quite dark, but his black eyes are bright, giving people a feeling of irritation.

Seeing Han Zhan came, Long Yu quickly put out the smoke, took out the chewing gum and threw it into his mouth, chewing fresh breath. "Mr. Han."

Long Yu opened the car door to Han Zhan, waited for Han Zhan to sit in, and closed it again.

He sat in the driver's seat and said to Han Zhan, "Everything is ready."

"Well, let's go."

-

Zhu Yuanwen sat in his office, silently staring at Mu Mian who was sitting opposite him.

Mu Mian pushed an envelope in front of Zhu Yuanwen, "Director Zhu, there is a bank card with thirty million in it."

Zhu Yuanwen stared at the envelope, his eyes stuck to it, unable to move it away. Mu Mian was very satisfied with Zhu Yuanwen's reaction at this time. He is not afraid that people are greedy for money, but that people are not greedy for money.

"Director Zhu, I will ask you a lot for the next thing!"

Zhu Yuanwen took the card and stuffed it into his wallet. He smiled slightly and said to Mu Mian: "Director Mu, don't worry, if you take the money, I will do the things you accounted for."

"That's good."

Zhu Yuanwen looked at the time and said: "It's eight o'clock, the operation should begin." When Zhu Yuanwen got up to leave, he suddenly sent an invitation to Mu Mian, "Director Mu, it's okay, or you can follow me. Let's go see it together?"

After a little hesitation, Mu Mian stood up. "It's fine." Only by watching with your own eyes can you ensure that the operation is foolproof and there will be no mistakes.

Late at night, on the 12th floor of Xinqiao Hospital, a private operation was lit up.

In the operating room, there are five people standing, they are members of the surgery team that Zhu Yuanwen trusts. From left to right, he has one assistant and two assistants, an anesthesiologist, an equipment, and a small nurse.

With the help of the nurse, Zhu Yuanwen put on surgical gown, gloves and surgical cap. Mu Mian followed Zhu Yuanwen and walked into the operating room.

On the operating table, Song Fei was changed into a surgical gown, covered with surgical cloth. She had been injected with anesthetics, and she lost consciousness and lay motionless on the bed, becoming the fish on the chopping board that could be slaughtered.

The instrument cart next to the operating table is full of instruments needed for surgery, including various scalpels, rib scissors, spreaders, retractors...

Under the light, the equipment glowed silver.

The butcher in a white coat approached the operating bed, but Song Fei on the bed was unconscious.

Zhu Yuanwen is the chief surgeon, and when he reaches his position, he has rarely done anything. More often, he only needs to stand aside to preside over the progress of the entire operation and be responsible for the active atmosphere.

The busiest is his first assistant.

The first assistant stood beside him actively and heard Zhu Yuanwen say: "Be prepared to make an incision in the middle of the sternum. Free the superior and inferior vena cava, pulmonary artery and aorta."

The assistant was also an attending doctor, and heard that he took the scalpel handed by the instrument nurse.

Cardiac surgery is very complicated. It is a simple bone cut to open the chest. There are also multiple steps. First cut the skin, then cut the subcutaneous tissue, bluntly separate the posterior sternal space, reach the upper and lower divisions, and finally split the sternum with an electric knife.

There must be no mistakes in every step of the process.

For the first time this doctor did such a wicked thing, he held the knife and wanted to shake his hand. But an excellent surgeon cannot shake his hands. After healed his nervousness, the assistant nodded to Zhu Yuanwen.

Zhu Yuanwen said: "Let's start."

The first assistant pointed the knife at the position 3 cm above the notch on Song Fei's sternum, and with a slight force, the knife made a cut in the delicate skin.

He was about to cut Song Fei's skin when he suddenly heard Zhu Yuanwen say: "Director Mu, are we really going to do this?"

Everyone raised their heads and looked towards Mu Mian. Even the first assistant stopped his movements and stared at Mu Mian silently.

Watched by so many people, Mu Mian's temple jumped a few times, but he quickly calmed down again. He nodded vigorously, and ordered in a deep voice, "Go on."

Zhu Yuanwen suddenly became more talkative, and he said: "Director Mu, you can figure it out clearly that this is a living person. She was cut off with this cut and the heart was taken out, and she died!"

Mu Mian frowned and stared at Zhu Yuanwen displeasedly, "Long, long-winded, you have to do things when you receive the money, do your business!"

Zhu Yuanwen sighed and said to the first assistant: "Go ahead."

The assistant nodded and could only bite the bullet and continue to cut the skin.

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At this time, in a hotel opposite the Xinqiao Hospital, Han Zhan heard the voice of dialogue from the headset, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Long Yu.

Long Yu sensed Han Zhan's eyes, he raised his head and asked Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, are you waiting?"

Han Zhan tapped his finger on his thigh, "It's time to close the net."

Hearing this, Long Yu immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number. "Captain Lin, the criminal is in the operating room 3 on the 12th floor. It's true that you will die if you don't go."

Captain Lin received the report call more than ten minutes ago. The informant said that he found a problem in Xinqiao Hospital and suspected that someone was killing someone illegally! For this kind of thing, I would rather believe that it is not credible or not, but fear that some innocent people will be killed.

When Captain Lin received the call, he was in the stairwell between the eleventh and tenth floors. Hearing Long Yu's words, he hesitated for a moment, then led his subordinates, quickly rushed to the corridor, and kicked open the door of No. 3 operating room!

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open from the outside!

Hearing the sound, Mu Mian's body stiffened on the spot. He turned his head in shock and doubt and saw a group of policemen in police uniforms.

"Don't move all! Police!"

Hearing this, the first assistant's hands trembled, his legs were soft on the spot, and he fell to the ground.

Mu Mian hadn't recovered yet, and one of his wrists was caught in handcuffs. The icy handcuffs pulled Mu Mian back to the real world. He stared at the silver handcuffs on his wrists and turned his mind at high speed. He quickly understood the problem.

There is a ghost!

Mu Mian turned and looked over, observing the reaction of the people in the room.

Everyone saw the police, just like a mouse saw a cat, showing different fears. The two little nurses cried directly, crying and confessing their mistakes, shouting: "This is not our attention, it is Director Mu who forced us!"

The first assistant sat directly on the ground, holding a knife stained with some blood in his hand, and said, "It's over, it's over..."

The second assistant also paled, sitting on the corner post of the operating table, without a word, his face pale. The anaesthetist who was sitting on the sidelines playing with his cell phone most easily lost his cell phone and got under the operating table, holding his head and confessing his mistakes, shouting, "I was wrong!"

In the audience, Zhu Yuanwen, the leading doctor of the entire operation, responded most calmly.

He was still standing next to the operating table, like a man watching a drama, watching this funny scene quietly. Seeing that Mu Mian was looking over, Zhu Yuanwen raised his head and looked at Mu Mian.

With a pair of Zhu Yuanwen's indifferent and calm eyes, Mu Mian figured everything out. His expression became gloomy and his eyes were violent. "It's you!" Mu Mian gritted his teeth, wishing to tear Zhu Yuanwen's flesh and blood.

Zhu Yuanwen smiled bitterly, "It's me."

"I care about your mother!" Mu Mian began to struggle, trying to run over to beat Zhu Yuanwen.

Seeing Mu Mian's resistance, Team Lin directly hit Mu Mian's abdomen with a baton. "Be honest! I want to resist!" Team Lin grabbed Mu Mian and roared: "Be honest, take everything away!"

After all, he personally dragged Mu Mian out, like dragging a barking mad dog.

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That night in Changbai Mountain, Song Fei played a video for Han Zhan for the first time.

Song Fei: It's true, brother-in-law, I have a plan.

Han Zhan: Women are terrible.