Last night, Lu Enron didn't come back all night, and Lu Qidong couldn't let it go.
He went out early in the morning, but before he left, he didn't forget to give the key to the ward to Houston's team.
He told them not to rush to open the door, but to listen around the corner first. If Song Ching-wan and Houston hadn't reconciled, then they should keep them locked up for a day or two.
Anyway, there was a toilet in the ward, and there were fruits and snacks. They wouldn't starve or suffocate for a while.
Houston's team naturally didn't dare to do that. Lu Qidong could be ruthless to Song Ching-wan and Houston, but they didn't dare. With their boss's vengeful personality, if he knew that they had the key but didn't open the door, he would probably kill them afterward.
Therefore, Houston's team unlocked the door as soon as they got the key, but they didn't dare to push the door open for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see.
They sent a text message to their boss, telling him that Lu Qidong had left and that the door was unlocked now. If he wanted to come out, he could come out at any time.
After sending the message, a few assistants couldn't hold back their curiosity and leaned against the door to listen for a while.
The others blinked and asked him what he heard.
The assistant shook his head, saying that it was too quiet inside and they couldn't hear anything. Of course, they couldn't rule out the possibility that the ward's soundproofing was too good, and the movement was too subtle, so there was no sound.
"Uncle! What are you doing? "
Right at this moment, a clear and resounding childish voice suddenly rang out, giving all of them a big fright.
When Houston's team saw that it was little Lu Li, they also saw a few of her friends following behind her.
They had seen these three children yesterday and had done their research before. They knew whose children they were, so they weren't very curious. Instead, after the shock, they couldn't help but have a good impression of the little girl when they saw her big, black, clear, and innocent expression.
Not everyone in Houston's team was cold and indifferent, but in their line of work, life and death were indifferent, and they generally didn't have much expression on their faces. Moreover, they had to go to the operating table at least eight times a day, and every time they had to see a pile of bright red human organs, so they couldn't smile even if they wanted to.
On top of that, Houston's personality wasn't a warm one, and he liked to be quiet. Over time, these people's faces became icy.
But in reality, they had been suppressing themselves for a long time. When Houston wasn't around, they would explode even more.
Seeing the young lady like this, the assistant couldn't help but rub her chubby little face.
It was rare that Lu Qidong, Song Ching-wan, and Boss were not around. He could finally rub her chubby little face. The little girl was very obedient. She knew that he was not a bad person, so she let him rub her face a few times. Her big black eyes blinked as she asked in a childish voice,
"Uncle, do you know where Uncle Yongyi is?"
Before the assistant could speak, Song Ching-wan probably heard the girl's voice. She also remembered that she hadn't played with the girl for a long time since she got sick.
Of course, this was just Song Ching-wan's personal opinion. In fact, the little girl had sent her a message yesterday.
"Li Li."
Hearing Song Ching-wan's voice, the assistant thought that it should be time to go in, so he quickly opened the door and let the four little radishes in.
Song Ching-wan was stunned.
She didn't expect that when she shouted, there would be three more.
Fortunately, they didn't do anything last night. They only cared about covering themselves with the quilt, sleeping, and chatting. The main reason was that after the previous day's torture, Song Ching-wan's body was already a little weak. The little girl had passed on the wrong message.
She had a fever last night.
Fortunately, there was everything in the ward.
After feeding her medicine, she gave her an injection. Although her expression was as cold as ever, she took care of her in every possible way.
For the first time, Song Ching-wan felt that it was really good to have a boyfriend who studied medicine.
It was just that the world was unpredictable. In the past, they both studied painting and were passionate about painting. Now, they were doing things that had nothing to do with painting. It was really a pity.
If she could survive this time …
Song Ching-wan's eyelashes trembled. Only then did she realize that she was thinking too far ahead. She came back to her senses and glanced at her clothes. Other than being a little messy, there was nothing shameful.
Houston had already gotten up and was dressing by the bed. Everything was perfect and wouldn't lead the child astray.
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