Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Team Lin led Mu Mianti to the corridor and stuffed one of his confidantes, "Bring them all to the car, there is a victim in it, I will go see her."

"Yes!"

When a group of policemen came out of the elevator carrying six criminals and appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, it was hard not to cause a sensation.

I don't know who shouted, "It's amazing, the police are here to catch the murderer!" This voice made the whole building heard movement.

All the patient's family members and the nurses on duty all ran to the window sill of the north ward, leaning on their heads and looking downstairs.

Sure enough, they saw a group of police officers and criminals who were caught by the police in handcuffs and tried to cover their faces with their hands.

"Isn't that Director Zhu?" They are all from the same hospital. Zhu Yuanwen is also a big man in the heart surgery. The medical staff recognized Zhu Yuanwen's identity at a glance.

"Isn't that Doctor Shen?"

"That's Doctor Liu!"

"That's Doctor Zhang from the Anesthesiology Department!"

"That's the nurse in the heart surgery operating room. It looks like Zhang Jing..."

After recognizing the identities of these people, everyone was filled with a capital exclamation mark!

How is this going?

Director Zhu, what did they commit?

"Look, there's another one behind!" The man at the back of the line was a man of medium build wearing a black high-definition suit.

Because his back is facing everyone, everyone can't see his appearance clearly. It's just that the back figure looks familiar. "this person..."

A resident doctor secretly said to a colleague next to him: "Do you think that the last person is a bit like Chairman Mu from our hospital?"

I didn't think that after the other party mentioned it, the colleague felt a little like it. "Don't say it, it's still very similar." As everyone knows, the chairman's daughter was admitted to Xinqiao Hospital with a heart attack, and Director Mu was indeed in the hospital these past two days.

It was his words that made sense.

"But what did Director Mu and the others do? The police came with great fanfare to bring people. It must be the evidence of the crime that they dare to be so arrogant!" Everyone looked at each other, a little scared, and inexplicably excited.

"Everything I watch, I will go back to my post. This is a hospital, not a theater!" The head nurse moved a step slowly, and there was no place for her to watch the lively scene by the window.

She can't see, so don't everyone.

Seeing that the head nurse lost his temper, the young nurses in the heart surgery hurriedly dispersed from the window and returned to their respective posts.

At this time, the movement of the wheels rubbing against the ground caused the head nurse's attention. She stopped and looked up at the entrance to the corridor outside the inpatient department of the heart surgery department.

When he saw that the person coming was a policeman, the head nurse hurried three steps and trot over in two steps. She first glanced at the girl who was sleeping on the bed in front of the policeman, then looked up and asked Team Lin suspiciously, "Comrade Police, what's the matter? This patient is not a patient in our department."

Although the **** the bed is not a patient in their heart surgery, she is wearing a sterile surgical gown from Shimbashi Hospital. "Is it a patient transferred from another department?"

Team Lin shook his head and said: "She was injected with a general anesthetic, and she has not regained consciousness. Could you please arrange a window for her and take care of her. This person is extremely important and there should be no accidents."

The head nurse would naturally not accept unidentified patients. She boldly asked Team Lin: "What's the situation with this patient?"

"She is a healthy and innocent person. She was almost cut off by Director Zhu of your hospital..." Team Lin scanned the head nurse's face with a majestic gaze, and asked her: "She is a victim and understands this person. Is it important?"

The head nurse froze!

Director Zhu they actually planned to cut the heart of a healthy girl!

Is this still something people do?

No wonder you will be caught!

It should be!

The head nurse nodded solemnly and promised: "Don't worry, comrade police, I will take care of the patient, and the patient will never make a mistake!"

"Ok."

"Bed 45 is empty, I will send her to bed 45."

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Han Zhan and Long Yu stood side by side behind the window sill of the small hotel room. From here, you can have a panoramic view of every scene that happened at the gate of Xinqiao Hospital.

Seeing Mu Mian and his gang being escorted to a police car, Long Yu snorted coldly and cursed: "The beasts who are so beloved should sit in the prison!"

Han Zhan: "This is not enough."

Long Yu looked at Han Zhan suspiciously, and asked humbly: "Then what should we do next?"

"Manipulate public opinion." Staring at Long Yu's dark face, Han Zhan thought he was pitiful. "You take a good rest, I'll take care of the next thing."

"it is good."

Public opinion is a knife that can hack people to death.

This evening, a video on Weibo spread like wildfire and attracted the attention of many people. The sender of that video was Qin Yue, a female research institute of Fu Hanshen's research team.

Qin Yue missed her former colleague Song Fei a bit. When she was free to look at her phone, she turned to a video of a group dinner.

Qin Yue cut the video, accompanied it with a text commentary, and posted it to her Weibo homepage.

In the video, Fu Hanshen and his team members gathered around a pot of Mala Tang for a dinner in a rental house in Kinshasa.

The photographer was Yan Jiang. Yan Jiang held his mobile phone and photographed silently without saying a word. Because of his preference for Song Fei, Song Fei appears very frequently in the camera.

In the video, Qin Yue asked Fu Hanshen: "Teacher Fu, you have been separated from your lover for a long time. What if you miss each other?"

Virus experts are also humans, and they also have emotions.

Fu Hanshen stuffed a piece of potato into his mouth, his cheeks bulging. After swallowing the potatoes, Fu Hanshen said, "My right hand doesn't just pinch the reagent tube, it also has something else."

They are all adults, making a harmless joke without offending. Hearing that everyone burst into laughter, they all praised Teacher Fu as a talent.

A male research institute noticed Song Fei who was sullenly eating in the corner, so he picked up his chopsticks and pointed at Song Ci, "Interview Song Tiancai, the youngest in our research institute."

Song Fei put down his chopsticks and raised his head.

Under her short black hair, the girl's face is beautiful and delicate, her eyes are as cold as snowy, her lips are like cherry blossoms. She quietly looked at the male colleague and lightly opened her red lips, "You ask."

The male colleague coughed and said, "Little genius, I want to ask you what it was like that day?"

Unexpectedly, Song Fei said: "Geniuses are all alone."

Everyone fell silent.

Fu Hanshen turned his head and said to Song Fei, "Do you know loneliness too?"

Song Fei nodded, "Of course, when I was young, I loved to study some weird things. Neighbors in our community called me a little monster secretly. I had no friends before." She picked up a drink and drank it. One mouthful, said: "But now, I am lucky to meet a group of like-minded colleagues."

Fu Han smiled deeply and was very satisfied with her answer.

Qin Yue raised her hand and waited until Song Fei noticed her before Qin Yue said, "Song Fei, Teacher Fu said that you also have amazing talents in chemistry, and many big chemists want to accept you as a disciple. You Why did you reject them and choose virology?"

Song Fei put down the drink, "My father is a healer, a Chinese medicine doctor." Speaking of her father, a rare touch of tenderness appeared on her indifferent cheek, "My father said, the most sad thing in the world is just watching. As a man dies in pain, but he can do nothing but watch."

"Saving the dying and healing the wounded, with the world in mind, is my father's greatest legacy left to me." Song Fei seldom said such blatant words, and couldn't help but red her ears after speaking.

The video came to an abrupt end here.

Behind the video is a passage written by Su Yue herself——

[Rescue the dying and heal the wounded and have the world in your heart is your father's greatest legacy to you, and also your greatest legacy to us. Little sister Song Fei, there is no war in heaven. May you rest in peace. 】

Because the protagonist of the video was Song Fei, a young and talented virus expert who had just passed away, the video was quickly noticed and reposted with each other and became popular.

After dinner, the netizens had nothing to do and opened Weibo habitually.

After viewing this video, everyone felt sorry for Song Fei's death. However, some people paid attention to Song Fei's appearance that was far higher than the average person.

Coco Jun: [What goddess is this! High IQ is nothing more than good looks! I wait for ordinary people to kneel down. 】

Secondary two teenager: [Oh my god, so beautiful, so young, and still a high IQ genius! It's too A! The **** war caused us to lose such an excellent virus expert. May the world be peaceful and there will never be war! 】

Broken glass: [Miss sister looks familiar, do you think? 】

Xiao Jiu from Yan Jiang's family: [This young lady looks like a beauty of Song porcelain! 】

Yan Jiang’s big water: [Yes! The upstairs said what I wanted to say, and I also think Miss Song Fei looks a lot like Song Ci's beauty. It's not a bit like, it's very similar! 】

Battlefield: [Song Ci, Song Fei... Both are surnamed Song, are they really a family? 】

Somehow, the focus of the comment area is getting more and more crooked. Everyone is speculating whether Song Ci is related to the dead virus expert Song Fei.

They are so similar that they can't explain it without relatives. With an attitude of seeking confirmation, Song Ci's fans also deliberately sent a private letter to Song Ci to ask about it.

Han Zhan had to work overtime at night, and Song Ci had nothing to do at home and swiped Weibo with his mobile phone. She opened Weibo and saw that she had tens of thousands of private messages that she hadn't read. She planned to pick a few private messages to reply.

When I opened the private message interface and saw that many people were asking if she and Song Fei were relatives, Song Ci was a little surprised. How do netizens know that she and Song Fei are relatives?

Song Cishunteng found the video. When he saw Song Fei who was talking and laughing with his colleagues in the video, Song Ciben's still calm mood suddenly turned, and his heart felt sour.

At 9:20 this night, Song Ci, who hadn't updated his blog for half a month, finally updated the news.

Song Song Song Song Ci V: [Song Fei and I are sisters of identical twins. Since she was a child, she has shown an extraordinary IQ. I admire and admire her very much, especially when I get more than 80 points in the test by rote memorization, and she gets full marks in all tests.

Just as it is impossible to have two leaves in this world, the personalities of Song Fei and I are very different. She is quiet, quiet, mature and wise. I was noisy, talkative, naive and stupid.

But such a stupid me was protected by Song Fei's arms for a lifetime.

I still remember that in Bijiang City 14 years ago, when the earthquake struck, Song Fei gave up the opportunity to escape and pulled me to escape with me who was still sleeping. At the moment the house collapsed, she threw me into a toilet with a stronger bearing capacity. But she fell into the rubble with the house, injured and became a vegetative for eight years.

My life was given by Song Fei.

She always calls me a little idiot, a little idiot, a little idiot, and a little idiot. When she looks at me, she always has the word disgust in her eyes. But at the critical moment, the person who protects me on the cusp is the Song Fei who loves to bully me.

To this day, I still feel that Song Fei's death is like a dream, unable to accept the fact that she has passed away.

But I must be sober, I have to accept the fact that you left. After you leave, I will be an orphan in this world, and no one will call me a idiot and protect me like a heart.

Song Fei, there must be no war in heaven.

You must be well in heaven. 】

Song Ci was originally a Weibo celebrity. The other protagonist mentioned in this Weibo happened to be Song Fei, a late virus expert who just attracted attention on Weibo a few days ago.

As soon as she posted this Weibo, she was promoted by the Mysterious Public Relations Department to climb the hot search on Weibo as quickly as possible.

When Song Ci found out that she was on the hot search again, she was still surprised. When did she become so popular?

No longer thinking about it, Song Ci turned off the phone and lay on the bed trying to fall asleep. But she couldn't fall asleep. She wondered whether to get up to watch a movie, and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening downstairs.

Song Ci was taken aback.

She hurriedly got out of bed, opened Han Zhan's safe, and took out a gun from it.

This is Han Zhanbei at home.

Han Zhan's identity is sensitive, and he has met assassins several times. He always has self-defense weapons in unexpected places. Han Zhan specially urged Song Ci that if there is a real danger at home, he can use it to save his life in a crisis.

Han Aoyu also said this to Song Ci.

Song Ci held the cold and heavy gun, and his heart jumped to his throat.

Walking to the root of the wall next to the door in the dark, Song Ci leaned against the wall, doing what Han Zhan taught her, opened the insurance and pulled the sleeve away. She held a gun in both hands, put her index finger on the trigger, and was ready to shoot.

Song Ci's nervous breathing became heavy for the first time. The footsteps of the visitors were very heavy, and Song Ci listened carefully, trying to distinguish the gender of the people from the footsteps.

I haven't figured out whether it is a man or a woman, but I feel that the pace frequency of this person is somewhat familiar with the voice.

The man unlocked the door of the room and walked in. He was a big man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters.

Seeing no one in the room, Han Zhan narrowed his blue eyes. He subconsciously reached for the phone, wanted to call Song Ci and ask her whereabouts.

At this moment, a person suddenly walked out behind the door. The man raised the gun. Before he approached Han Zhan's side, he saw Han Zhan suddenly turn around, twisted Song Ci's arm directly, and buckled it behind her back.

Song Ci's arm numb, and the pistol fell directly to the ground. "Wow, it hurts Brother Han!" Song Ci's face turned pale with pain.

Han Zhan pressed Song Ci's arm, and he leaned over her ear and said, "When your Brother Han was playing with guns, you were still in the bubble machine."

Song Ci continued to howl: "Let go of me, my arm is about to break!"

Han Zhan finally showed compassion and let go of Song Ci.

Song Ci rubbed the aching arm muscles, looked at Han Zhan with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but accuse him: "Why are you so rude? You guessed it was me, so you wouldn't let me go."

"I'm gentle enough to you." She has never seen him truly fierce. He was once known as the hungry wolf in the southwest. When he finds the target, he will kill the opponent without letting go.

Han Zhan is so ruthless, he is famous in the southwest.

Han Zhan bent down and picked up the gun on the ground, and said to Song Ci, "Don't touch this thing." Putting the thing back into the safe, Han Zhan turned and stared at Song Ci for a while, and suddenly said, "The night skirt is off."

Song Ci was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "I want it?" She was quite surprised. It is rare for Han Zhan to be so proactive and direct.

Han Zhan was shocked when he heard the three words ‘want it’.

Looking back, Rao Han Zhan couldn't help but laugh. "Are you going to laugh at me?" Han Zhan laughed for a while before saying: "I asked you to take off your nightdress and change your clothes. We are going out."

"You also didn't say a word clearly, deliberately arousing people's imagination..." Song Ci didn't think that his brain was dirty, and if you were to blame, Han Zhan was half talking.

After changing his outing clothes, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "What are you going out for? Have supper?"

"Go out and meet someone." Han Zhan deliberately ostentatious, not saying who that person is.

"See who?"

"You'll find out later."

Song Ci was dragged by Han Zhan to leave the house and walked into the elevator. Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Aren't you busy at work? Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Because that person is very important and must take you to see him, so I skipped work."

"Who the **** is it, so mysterious." Song Ci rolled his eyes slightly and joked humorously, "You don't have a godfather who is so powerful, do you? The kind that is more powerful than Moyao."

"No."

"That's boring."

Song Ci never questioned Han Zhan who he was going to see along the way. Song Ci felt at ease with Han Zhan by his side.

"Arrived."

Song Ci was dozing off in the car. When she heard this, she opened her eyes and turned to look out the window. When she saw the four characters'Xinqiao Hospital' hung on the second floor of the hospital building, her eyes froze.

This is the place where Song Ci died in the previous life. As soon as she approached this neighborhood, she felt a sense of resistance in her heart. "What are you doing here?" She felt a dull pain in her chest, feeling suffocated.

Han Zhan: "I said, come and meet an important person, the person you want to see most."

Song Ci was annoyed by Han Zhan, "I won't go up unless you tell me." She hated the feeling of being repeatedly teased.

Han Zhan turned off the car and unfastened the seat belt. He looked through the front windshield to the sixth floor diagonally above. "Song Fei is on top, do you want to go up?"

Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned on the spot.

She sat in the middle of the car seat, her eyes widened, filled with the anger of being fooled by the one she loved. "Han Zhan, you can't lie to me!" Song Ci's voice was cold, but the expression on his face was fragile at the touch of a touch.

“At nine o’clock tonight, someone reported that Director Zhu of Xinqiao’s Cardiac Surgery Department had conspired with Xinqiao’s chairman Mu Mian to illegally dissect living people and steal the hearts of living people. The police attached great importance to this matter and immediately sent someone there. On-site inspections confirmed that the report was true. Director Zhu and Mu Mian have been taken to the police station."

Han Zhan wiped away the tears on Song Ci's face and told her, "Song Ci, the person who was almost killed by Mu Mian was Song Fei."

"How could it be!" Song Ci stared at Han Zhan whirling tears. She cupped her mouth with her hands and cried and said: "Song Feiming is dead, and her ashes are still in the Anxi Hall. I personally took them from Teacher Fu. Come here!"

"Han Zhan, you can't lie to me!"

Can't give her hope, and let her fall into despair.

"I won't lie to you." Han Zhan tried to remove Song Ci's hands from his face. He tightly held Song Ci's cold hands, coaxing Song Ci like a child: "Cibao, Song Fei is really alive. . She is in the inpatient ward upstairs, I will take you to see her."

Song Ci shed tears and nodded vigorously.

Song Ci rushed into the inpatient building of Xinqiao Hospital. As he went upstairs, he was too slow to abandon the elevator, and Song Ci stomped his feet in a hurry.

When the elevator stopped on the 6th floor and the door opened, Song Ci ran out regardless. Song Ci ran wildly in the corridor, looking for a bed while running. After seeing bed 45, Song Ci abruptly stopped.

She took small steps to the door of the ward, put her hand on the doorknob, but lost the courage to open the door.

She is afraid of opening this door.

What should I do if there is no Song Fei in it, and it's just empty joy?

"Porcelain treasure." Han Zhan put his hand on the back of Song Ci's hand, and opened the door with a slight force. The door was opened and the light from the ward slipped out. Song Ci slowly raised his head and looked inside.

As the door was completely opened, the panorama of the ward was also revealed in Song Ci's sight.

In the room, there are four beds. Between the beds and the aisles are cots. The family members of the patients lie on the cots and doze off. On the hospital bed by the window, lying alone was a woman wearing a sterile surgical gown.

The woman's short hair was longer than her ears, her cheeks were too thin, her cheekbones protruding, her complexion was haggard and pale. She was asleep, breathing very lightly, with a kind of innocence of innocence.

Song Ci stared at Song Fei's face, tears bursting into her eyes again.

She hurried to the bed by the window, hugged Song Fei's shoulders tightly, and sobbed bitterly in Song Fei's neck. "Sister..." Song Ci broke down and cried on the spot when her sister called out.

Song Ci was so emotional that he awakened the two sleeping family members. The family members sat up with a bewildered expression, looking at Song Ci, who was breaking down and crying, and at the tall man behind Song Ci, their expressions were a little confused.

Han Zhan lowered his posture to apologize to these family members and patients, "I'm sorry, my wife is a bit too excited, and it's annoying everyone."

They were all people who were so desperate to breathe because of their illnesses. They could all understand Song Ci's gaffe. "It's okay, it's human nature."

A family member of a slightly obese male asked Han Zhan, "What is your relationship with that little girl?" They never saw Song Fei's relatives to accompany him. They thought Song Fei was an orphan.

Having been a vegetative for eight years, Song Fei has a slender figure, and his chest is not much bigger than his back. She lay there quietly, looking up like an underage high school girl, no wonder they called her a little girl.

Song Ci kept crying with her head buried, and everyone couldn't see her appearance clearly. If she could see clearly, she could guess her relationship with the patient.

"That is my spouse's relatives." Han Zhan leaned on the railing of Song Fei's bed and told the family members, "Don't look at my older sister-in-law. Although she is only 22 years old, she is a virus expert!"

"Some time ago, my sister-in-law and our country's top virus expert Fu Hanshen went to Africa to study the Ebola virus. Unexpectedly, there was a war there and my sister-in-law died unfortunately."

Han Zhan looked back at Song Fei who was sleeping on the bed, shook his head, and said with a complex expression: "Mr. Fu took her ashes back to China, and my wife personally put the ashes in the Anxi Hall. We all think the sister-in-law is dead. How can I think that she is not dead, she is still alive!"

"My lover cried so badly, it was so pleasantly surprised and happy." Han Zhan saw that he was an upright and kind-hearted young man, and what he said from his mouth was convincing and beyond doubt.

A younger male patient suddenly said: "Mom, this big brother, your sister-in-law is not called Song Fei! That's it, virus expert Song Fei!"

This man is also in his early twenties and is also a net worm. The death of virus expert Song Fei a few days ago has caused considerable concern.

He happened to see it.

Before Han Zhan answered, the man's mother turned her head and glanced at Song Fei's hospital identity information. Seeing the name, she told her son: "It's Song Fei."

The man exclaimed again. "There is such a thing!"

Han Zhan shook his head and sighed. He said, "Hey, we don't know what's going on. You said, the people who were convicted of dead have been cremated, but they are still alive. Isn't that strange?"

"My sister is alive and we are of course happy and excited, but a person who was supposed to be studying viruses in Africa died somehow and appeared in the country somehow. Isn't it strange? We are the closest people to her, we Always qualified to know the truth."

Hearing this, the man glanced at the door suddenly. "Mom, you go and close the door." His mother shut the door obediently.

The man lowered his voice and told Han Zhan: “I used to smoke in the stairwell and heard the doctors on duty say that the director of our hospital’s heart surgery took a bribe from the hospital’s chairman and almost cut the heart of a big living person.”

"Fortunately, someone noticed their conspiracy and called the police in time to successfully prevent this murder."

"Before, it was the ward where the police personally escorted your sister-in-law to come. They all said that Miss Song was the unlucky ghost." This incident had spread throughout the building in just an hour. May I ask who else in this building doesn't know about the dirty business between Director Yuan and Director Mu?

Therefore, when the youth talks about this, they are rigorous, as if they knew all the inside information and witnessed it with their own eyes.

"There is such a thing!" Han Zhan was very angry. He smashed his fist on the bed frame and gritted his teeth and asked: "Why are they doing this! They also dig my sister-in-law's heart at the risk of imprisonment. For what?"

The man showed hesitation on his face and whispered: "I heard that it seems to be because Director Mu’s daughter has a heart attack. She has a special blood type and cannot find a suitable heart. Your sister-in-law happened to match the heart of Director Mu’s daughter. It almost became the dead soul of Director Yuan's knife."

These secrets were made by Han Zhan deliberately. Seeing that any patient knows these inside stories, he is satisfied.

Han Zhan is very good at acting. When he heard the man's words, he was shocked. "How come..." Han Zhan looked at Song Ci anxiously.

Seeing that Song Ci had stopped crying and was listening to them with his ears erected, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Song Ci is not stupid. After hearing Han Zhan say so much just now, Song Ci already understands what horrible idea Han Zhan is playing. Seeing Han Zhan looking over, Song Ci shook his head and trembles his lips, looking very fragile.

She muttered in disbelief, "This is impossible! This is not true!"

Seeing Song Ci's unbelief, the young man sighed. He said, "What's the disbelief? The daughter of Director Mu suffered a heart attack and was sent to the hospital last night. She is still living in the VIP ward upstairs. !"

After Song Ci listened to the man's words, he shook his body, his eyes turned white, and he was about to faint. Han Zhan was taken aback and hurriedly supported Song Ci. "Porcelain treasure!"

Song Ci leaned back in Han Zhan's arms, she cried and grabbed Han Zhan by the collar. He cried and asked, "Han Zhan, how could my father treat me this way! Even if I am just an adopted daughter, I am also the child he has raised for eight years! How could he be so cruel to save his own daughter? Kill my sister?"

"Yes, I admit that after raising me for eight years and paying for my sister's medical expenses for eight years, the Mu family is indeed kind to our sisters. But I have also spent all the money the Mu family has spent on us during the eight years. I paid it back! I know that our sisters should be grateful for the care of the Mu family, but they shouldn't use it to make ends meet!"

"Mu Qiu's life is noble, is my sister's life humble?"

"A person who studies viruses in Africa can also get him home. How capable is he, Mu Mian!"

"If my sister is not successfully captured, is he still planning to kill me and steal my heart to save her own daughter?"

Song Ci's words are half heartfelt and heartfelt, and half are deliberately said to make people cry.

A group of people in the ward were dumbfounded after hearing this shocking secret.

what?

In order to save his daughter, Director Mu even had to deal with his adopted daughter's sister? Just like the girl said, if Song Fei hadn't been caught, could he really cruelly deal with his daughter, whom he had raised for eight years!

Is he still human?

Is it a human?

Even if he has taken care of the sisters for eight years, but the two sisters have already paid back the money and it is not enough, do they have to lose a life?

The daughters of rich people are worth money, but the lives of human virus experts are worthless?

Nonsence!

The value of a virus expert is much greater than the value of a delicate lady!

The young man suddenly said: "I heard that this director Mu owns more than this hospital, and that Chaoyang company and Yuese shopping site are all his! Seeing if I don't expose him, he will lose his reputation for bankruptcy!"

People can't afford to stir up trouble. The young people took the lead in expressing their dissatisfaction. Other patients and their families also participated in the campaign to fight against the crimes of Mu Mian and Director Zhu.

"Bah! Such a beast is still an entrepreneur, and he is really embarrassing to an entrepreneur! Then Doctor Zhu is not an individual, as a doctor, he will kill if he doesn't save people!"

"This little girl is a virus expert! That's a great person who really benefits mankind. They dare to murder her regardless of the law! It's not a human being!"

"We must expose the disgusting things of this group, and let the people of the whole country come to crusade them! Make justice for this little girl!"

"Yes! If this is a big issue, the surname Mu should not use money to settle this matter!"

Song Ci fainted while crying, Han Zhan worried about his beloved wife's body, so he hugged Song Ci and went to see a doctor. Let this group be filled with righteous indignation, and started to explode with their mobile phones.

So in the middle of the night, a revelation post titled [Mu Mian, Chairman of Chaoyang Company is not a human, suspected of murdering virus expert Song Fei] appeared on Weibo, Zhihu, Tianya, Douban and other platforms simultaneously.

There is always no shortage of night owls in the middle of the night. When everyone saw these revelations, their hands were shaking with anger. They reposted and commented on this revelation one after another, trying to stir up the topic, so that more people can see the true face of Mu Mian.

Knowing netizens: [I have always known that the human heart is sinister, but I don't know that it can be so vicious! Such a wicked person is really hateful. Believing in our country's laws can teach him what a ‘person’ is! 】

Douban netizen: [Movies dare not write like this, this Mu Mian is really cruel, he is still an outstanding entrepreneur in Dongcheng! Looking at his face, he looked like an upright and kind man, why is his heart so dark? Sure enough, it is knowing people, knowing faces and not knowing heart. 】

Weibo User 1: [This is really the biggest shocking melon this year! 】

Netizen 2: [How skillful does Mu Mian have to reach out to Kinsasha? And a group of doctors who were supposed to save the dead and heal the wounded dared to take the heart of the living when they were bribed. The knives in their hands were not scalpels used to save lives and wounds, but butcher knives used to kill people and become demons. 】

Netizen 3: [Your daughter's fate is fate, but the fate of our virus expert is not fate? It has long been heard that Song Ci has severed relations with the Mu family. Now, it seems that Song Ci has long been aware of Mu Mian's human face and animal heart. I now have to doubt whether Mu Mian adopted sister Song Ci is kind, or he has no plans. 】

Netizen 4: [Speaking upstairs, thinking carefully and terrifying. You may not know that Song Ci and Song Feishi are identical twin sisters, and their blood types are the same. Since Song Fei's HLA value is suitable for Mu's daughter, Song Ci is also suitable for her. May I ask, if Mu Mian failed to capture his sister Song Fei, would he reach out to his adopted daughter Song Ci? 】

Netizen 5: [Oh my god, after reading our analysis, I have to doubt the truth about Mu Mian's adoption of Song Ci, whether he wants to do good deeds, or he has already planned something. 】

Netizen 6: [Such a cruel stuff, he will do good deeds? I'm afraid that I am not doing good, but paying for my evil! 】

Netizen 4: [Mu Mian's deep thoughts are creepy. 】

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At dawn, hot searches such as #朝阳主任穆冕#, #新桥医院#, #新桥袁主任#, #病毒专家疑似被杀# and so on, almost occupied all the hot search columns on Weibo that day.

Everyone scolded Mu Mian and Director Yuan so badly, they almost smashed their faces at the police station with an egg.

The pressure of public opinion has also put a lot of pressure on the police in handling the case.

"This matter has attracted the attention of the people across the country and must be thoroughly investigated!" Chen Ju, who is accustomed to various criminal tactics and criminal motives, was also refreshed by Mu Mian's three views.

Thinking of the phone call he received before coming, Chen Ju's expression became more grim. He reminded the elite subordinates: "This victim is also a special identity. I just learned that she is not only a student of Mr. Fu, but also a relative of Mr. Han."

Upon hearing this, a subordinate could not help but ask: "Which old Mr. Han?"

Chen Ju glanced at the person who spoke, and said angrily: "Which old Mr. Han do you mean? The whole Wangdongcheng, who can be called Mr. Han by my respect?"

Liu An'an's eyelids jumped wildly, "This..."

Although the old Mr. Han is retired and no matter what happens, no one dares to despise him. Even if their immediate boss saw Mr. Han, he would have to be respectful.

"We will find out this matter as soon as possible and give the victim an explanation."

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Song Ci "fainted" and woke up leisurely from the hospital bed the next morning.

Han Zhan bought her warm porridge and packed it in insulated food boxes. After Song Ci woke up, he ate the porridge bought by Han Zhan and listened to him to report on the progress of the night.

"Now the power of public opinion is enough to drown Mu Mian and his daughter. Next, all we have to do is wait." Waiting for the police and the court to sentence Mu Mian.

Song Ci frowned, lacking in interest. "He tried to kill, and the sentence won't last long. Public opinion is terrible, but the law is the root." Song Ci was unwilling to just go to this point. He was imprisoned for a few years, but it was cheap for the beast.

"Is my sister awake?" Song Ci is most concerned about Song Fei.

"Woke up."

Song Ci lifted the quilt and got out of bed to find Song Fei. Han Zhan held her down, "Don't go, Yan Jiang is there, you don't even want to see Song Fei when you go."

"A Jiang is here too?" That's right, what happened last night was such a sensation, Yan Jiang must have learned that Song Fei is still alive. Depending on how much Yan Jiang cared about Song Fei, he must have ran to the hospital overnight.

"What's Yan Jiang's reaction?" After recovering from the loss, Yan Jiang must be happy.

"The reaction looked quite calm." Han Zhan felt that Yan Jiang's reaction was abnormal. "At this time, the calmer the reaction, the more abnormal it will be."

"Give him some time." Song Ci asked again: "Where is Mu Qiu?"

"Mu Mian was taken away by the police last night. After Mu Qiu knew about it, he was so frightened that he fainted from a heart attack. But Du Tingting had been guarding her and found that something was wrong and called the doctor over. Mu Qiu was rescued again. "Han Zhan's tone was quite regrettable, he couldn't help but sighed, "Your sister, whose vitality is like a cockroach, is very tenacious."

Song Ci sneered, "This is always the evil."

"I'll scare her." Song Ci, accompanied by Han Zhan, came to the VIP ward floor.

When the two came out of the elevator, they saw Mu Qiu's room door closed tightly, and a man wearing a navy blue suit was standing in front of her ward door, hesitating whether to enter.

Song Ci stopped and looked at the man.

This is the second time that Song Ci has seen Cheng Yanmo in this life. In Song Ci's impression, Cheng Yanmo has always been strong and independent.

He is the true head of the Cheng family, and his words are the imperial edict. In the big family of the Cheng family, everyone regards him as the leader.

This is the first time Song Ci has seen hesitation and anxiety on Cheng Yanmo's face.

Cheng Yanmo hesitated between knocking on the door and entering the house or turning around to leave. In the end, he turned around and prepared to leave. As soon as he turned around, Cheng Yanmo saw Song Ci and Han Zhan walking out of the elevator.

Seeing Han Zhan, Cheng Yanmo's pupils shrank slightly.

His reaction did not escape Han Zhan's scrutiny.

Interesting, this guy actually feared him. But last time we met, Cheng Yanmo had no such reaction. What caused him to change his attitude toward himself?

Han Zhanchong Cheng Yanmo nodded, and Cheng Yanmo nodded hello to him.

Han Zhan patted Song Ci on the shoulder lightly, "Porcelain Treasure, go in first, I'll wait for you outside." Seeing Song Ci entered Mu Qiu's ward, Han Zhan did not leave, but moved towards Cheng Yanmo. He lifted his jaw and sent out an invitation, "Talk?"

Cheng Yanmo took a deep look at him before saying, "Okay."

Between the hospital building and the science and technology building, each floor is connected by a spacious corridor, which is cool in the morning and there are not many people on the corridor.

Han Zhan and Cheng Yanmo walked side by side at a distance of seventy or eighty centimeters, and tacitly walked to the place with the fewest people and stood still. Below them is the small playground of the hospital. In the early morning, high school students from nearby communities can be seen practicing on the basketball court of the playground.

Han Zhan looked at them, touched by the scene, and couldn't help thinking of his high school years. At that time, he was living on campus, and every day he got up early and walked around the playground for forty minutes.

The early bird can see the most beautiful sunrise.