After nurse Wang leaves, Song Yunxuan returns to her room to rest, but she is a little restless.
She lies on the bed, wrapping the quilt tightly to sleep.
She is having those exhausting and familiar dreams. Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door outside.
Song Yunxuan opens the door in slippers. When she opens the door, she sees a familiar maid in a white apron, with a small plate of fragrant butter cookies on the tray.
Song Yunxuan looks at the maid's face and finds that it is the maid sent by the Chu Family. She can't help but feel a little unhappy: "When did I say that I want to eat cookies?"
The maid is still young and a little timid: "But Miss, Nurse Li, who went to change the magazine, said that you want to eat dessert."
Song Yunxuan looks at the fragrant butter cookies, takes a breath, and reaches out to take it: "I'll take the cookies. You can go to work."
Seeing her take the small plate of cookies away, the maid shows a gentle and happy smile on her face. After Song Yunxuan closes the door, she takes the tray and leaves.
Song Yunxuan has a feeling of retching when she takes the cookies into the room. Her stomach is churning. Before she goes to the bed, she pulls out a black garbage bag and pours the butter cookies into it. Then she opens all the windows of the room to let the sweetness of cookies escape.
She has been in the Gu Family for decades. Everyone in the family knows that she hates things that are too sweet, especially cookies.
Just smelling the cookies makes her stomach churn, let alone eating them. She can't eat them.
She goes to the bathroom to wash her face and drinks half a glass of water. Smelling the cookies in the room slowly disperses, she goes to the window to close it.
Just when she closes the window, she suddenly finds a blue Porsche sports car driving out of the yard.
This is …
"Chu Mochen's car."
She immediately feels her heart tightens.
She hurries out and asks the servant: "Has Chu Mochen been here just now?"
The servant shakes his head blankly: "No, he hasn't been here."
"Then what about the car in the yard just now?"
"Oh, it's the young master of the Rong Family. He came to deliver the invitation and left the car without turning off the engine."
Song Yunxuan's face calms down a little.
Seeing that Song Yunxuan's face is a little pale, the servant is a little worried, "Miss Yunxuan, are you okay?"
"No, no, I'm going to bed first. When Wang Ma came back, tell her that she doesn't need to make dessert. I ate cookies."
The servant nods and looks at Song Yunxuan's delicate back in confusion.
In the blue Porsche sports car that has just driven out of the Song Family, there is a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He looks strangely at the man who comes out to greet him in the rearview mirror: "Brother Chu, isn't the youngest daughter of the Song Family your fiancée? Why don't you go and see her when you have just arrived at the Song Family?"
Chu Mochen said coldly, "It's not necessary."
"Big Brother Chu, you're so bad," the teenager smirked. "Don't tell me you've gotten the girl, and now you're tired of her and want to throw her away?"
The young man was handsome, with a pair of gorgeous peach blossom eyes, thin lips, snow-white skin, and a tall stature. However, the young man was somewhat slender, not as sturdy and steady as an adult man.
He stared at Chu Mochen naughtily: "Brother Chu, I heard that the youngest daughter of the Song Family is a rare beauty. She lives in seclusion and is very honest. She must be very pure."
Chu Mochen suddenly smiled, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the teenager in the rearview mirror: "Childe Rong Six, I advise you not to provoke her. She is as pure as Gu Changge."
In the rearview mirror, the teenager called Rong Six shivered clearly, and then the bad smile on his face immediately disappeared. His thin lips twitched: "I'm not interested in this type of beauty. Brother Chu, you've always been so picky."
It was picky to say that he was picky, but there were more than one or two rich and powerful people who liked Gu Changge in Yuncheng.
However, a woman like Gu Changge could not be held in the arms of ordinary rich and powerful people, let alone control her.
Now, although the men in Yuncheng gloated when talking about Gu Changge, in the final analysis, they just said that the grapes were sour because they couldn't eat it.
Chu Mochen sat heavily in the back seat of the car, his fingers on the leather armrest of the seat, and his eyes were so cold that the bottom could not be seen.
Rong Six looked at him several times, and finally couldn't help saying: "Brother Chu, my family's Secret Service is the top in the world. You see, the information you want has been intercepted. What should we do with her?"
Chu Mochen kept silent.
The teenager slowly stopped the car on the side of the road, and then turned on his laptop. He opened the file he had just received on the computer and showed it to him: "Brother Chu, look at it yourself. This is the intercepted content. It was secretly scanned into pictures. Every word is correct."
As he said, he handed over the computer.
Chu Mochen reached out to take the computer, but only took a look at it, and the whole person froze.
The teenager found something wrong and hurriedly said: "Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Mochen frowned, and his eyes were as gloomy as a knife: "This is … Changge's handwriting."
This sentence shocked Rong Six in the driver's seat. He frowned and said inconceivably: "You mean, Gu Changge is still alive?"
As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a thunder out of the air without warning.
Chu Mochen looked at the handwriting on the scanned picture and was stunned on the spot. Even Rong Six was petrified at once.
Rong Six seemed to see a ghost in the daytime. He asked Chu Mochen with a pale face: "Brother Chu, are you sure?"
Chu Mochen looked at the handwriting and stared hard. He almost stared a hole in the computer screen. Being asked by Rong Six, he slowly took a breath, as if he was suppressing some emotion. He opened his lips coldly and asked him: "Can you tell when the handwriting was written?"
Rong Six was a little embarrassed: "In my experience, it was within half a year."
There was no difference between saying this and not saying it. Gu Changge died within half a year. It was impossible to determine whether she had written it before she died.
Chu Mochen looked at the handwriting without saying a word, as if he was trying to figure out something. But he didn't stay silent for too long: "Maybe, my eyes are dazzled."
Rong Six didn't speak, but he understood that this might be an excuse Chu Mochen found for himself.
After all, Gu Changge was indeed dead. It was well-known that she died completely, and even her ashes were thrown into the deep sea.
If this was Gu Changge's handwriting, it could only be said that this was a relic left by Gu Changge.
Or …
"Brother Chu, maybe the writer imitated Gu Changge's handwriting. Otherwise, there is no reason for this letter to appear now."
That was all Rong Six could think of.
Chu Mochen didn't say a word about this matter. He didn't say a word more about this matter.
Rong Six looked at him and made a decision without authorization: "Brother Chu, what do you think about the cunning lady of the Song Family …"
"Send the messenger to the hospital."
Rong Six was shocked. He looked back and saw Chu Mochen's dark eyes. He was a little scared: "You mean …"
"Just send him to the hospital."
His voice was cold.
Rong Six was stunned for a moment and nodded: "I see."
…
Song Yunxuan took a nap in bed for half an hour. The picture in her mind was chaotic and disturbing. When she finally woke up, she heard a rush of footsteps outside.
She frowned and got up to open the door.
She found that there were several servants who had been in the Song Family for many years talking together outside the door. As soon as they heard the sound of Song Yunxuan opening the door, they immediately became silent as if their mouths were glued with tape.
Seeing that these people were about to disperse, Song Yunxuan knew something was wrong. She called one of them coldly: "Nurse Li, did you get my magazine back?"
Nurse Li hurried to the table in the living room to get the magazine and went upstairs to hand it to her.
Song Yunxuan didn't take it at all. She just rubbed her eyebrows which hurt a little and said lightly: "What were you talking about just now?"
Nurse Li looked embarrassed. Seeing that Song Yunxuan was a little impatient, she said in a daze: "Nurse Wang who went out to buy powdered sugar …"
"Nurse Wang?" Song Yunxuan caught the keyword.
Nurse Li looked up at Song Yunxuan awkwardly and then lowered her head: "Nurse Wang … She was hit by a car when she came back."
"Hit?!" Song Yunxuan's voice suddenly became gloomy.
Nurse Li nodded with some fear.
Song Yunxuan's face was a little pale. When she heard that Nurse Wang was hit, she didn't say anything and turned to the room to put on her coat and take her handbag.
Nurse Li was waiting for her at the door. Seeing that she quickly dressed and was about to go out, she said quickly: "Miss, don't worry too much. Nurse Wang has been sent to the hospital."
"I'll go to see for myself. Which hospital?"
Nurse Li was a little hesitant. Before Song Yunqiang left, he told her to keep an eye on Miss and not to let Miss go out casually.
But …
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Yunxuan said coldly: "Nurse Li, Nurse Wang has taken care of me since I was a child. I have feelings for her. Now she has an accident and is injured. Is it okay for me to go to see her?"
Nurse Li looked embarrassed and could only say the name of the hospital: "In the Second Hospital."
Song Yunxuan was stunned and felt a little strange. It was not sent to the People's Hospital. If something happened on the way to the magazine, shouldn't it be sent to the People's Hospital?
She felt strange in her heart, but she didn't show it.
Carrying her handbag, she went out and took a taxi to the Second Hospital directly.
When arriving at the hospital, she saw that there were doctors and nurses in the emergency department in front of a person who had just been in a car accident to stop bleeding.
Song Yunxuan walked quickly and was a little anxious: "Is the patient surnamed Wang?"
The patient was seriously injured, and there were many wounds all over his body bleeding, especially the head injury. The blood flowing down blurred his face.
Song Yunxuan felt a little cold in her heart, but she didn't panic. It was just that a lot of possibilities suddenly emerged in her heart.
It was just a section of the road. How could there be a car accident so suddenly?
There was no overpass in that place, and there were signal lights at several intersections.
She frowned and wanted to follow the patient forward. But a doctor with a mask who took care of the patient stopped her: "Miss, the patient's surname is Wang, 56 years old. Are you her relative?"
Song Yunxuan nodded: "Doctor, is her injury serious?"
"Surgery is required. Please sign here," Wang Yao said.
The doctor showed her the agreement handed over by the nurse behind him in time and directly pointed out the place for signature.
Song Yunxuan took the agreement and roughly read it. After confirming that there was no problem, she was about to sign it.
But as soon as she put down the pen, her fingers stopped for a moment. Then she was driven by some vigilance in her heart to change the usual semi-cursive script into a regular script.
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