Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The spit stuck on Mu Mian's face, and when Mu Mian stretched out his hand to wipe it off, it fell to the ground again.

Mu Mian's face trembled, he took two deep breaths in a row, and this suppressed the overwhelming force in his body that wanted to hammer Song Fei.

"You're crazy." Mu Mian didn't smile, he took out a few pieces of paper, rolled them into a ball, and rudely stuffed them into Song Fei's mouth. "You don't have two days to live. I see how long you can be rampant."

Song Fei looked contemptuous, she didn't even bother to look at him, and when she looked at Mu Mian, her eyes hurt.

In Mu Mian's view, Song Fei's frivolous and contemptuous appearance was really insufferable. She was afraid that if she stayed for a while, she would not be able to resist her, so Mu Mian turned around and left.

The house was completely plunged into darkness.

Song Fei stared at the darkness quietly, she missed the guy who was afraid of the dark, and didn't know what the guy was doing now-

Walking 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 the best time for surgery?" Mu Mian stood in a dimly lit corner, talking to the person in front of him.

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

"Row."

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

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

"Um."

Walking out of the hospital and 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 tore off his tie, feeling agitated.

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

Feeling uneasy, Mu Mian quickly turned on the night light, searched in the carriage, and finally found a pack of cigarettes. He drew one, ignited it quickly, and took a deep breath.

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

Under the comforting effect of nicotine, Mu Mian gradually returned to calm. After the cigarette was smoking, Mu Mian started the car and left.

As soon as he left, a girl in a gray-black hoodie appeared on the back where he had parked. The girl stopped in place for a moment before walking to the gate of Xinqiao Hospital.

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

What's hiding there?

The dark and empty 8th floor, like the stomach of a monster, silently swallows up all the strangers who step into its territory.

The flat shoes stepped on the floor tiles of the corridor, making a muffled sound, which was very exciting. The faint green light of the fire indicator light reflected on Mu Qiu's face, and her fair face turned green, like a devil who came out of hell.

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

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

Got you!

click-

The door opened.

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

When Mu Qiu heard the voice, the corners of his lips turned up even more. She turned around, facing the direction of the bed.

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

Mu Qiu took small steps and walked to the side of the bed. She bent down slightly and stared at the face of the woman on the bed for a long while before she said with a smile, "Hello, Song Fei."

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

Song Fei moved, but did not speak.

"It turned out to be gagged." Mu Qiu stretched out his hand to take the paper ball from Song Fei's mouth, and while taking it, he also complained dissatisfiedly to Mu Mian, "Dad is really, what are you doing so rude to you? It's painful."

Song Fei regained the right to speak. "You impress me." This is more sarcasm than compliment.

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, as if he could not understand Mu Qiu's words.

"I thought you didn't know it." Song Fei sneered, "So you are the big bad wolf hiding behind your back."

Mu Qiu did not agree with Song Fei's comments. She spoke calmly and corrected Song Fei's remarks: "I didn't do anything. My father planned all of this. You are unfortunate, but you have the same blood as me, and it happens to match my antibody."

When speaking, Mu Qiu's expression was very innocent, as if she had suffered great grievances.

"Stop pretending to be innocent in front of Lao Tzu, I want to vomit when I see it." Song Fei's voice was cold and cold, like the frost and snow in the cold winter and the ice field in the mountains. It is also pleasant to say a foul language in such a voice.

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

Being scolded, Mu Qiu said nothing. There was no grievance on her face, it became gloomy. "They are also sisters. Your mouth stinks more than Song Ci."

What Mu Qiu said was the truth, Song Fei did not refute it. Song Fei was curious about one thing, "Mu Mian wants to know that the precious daughter he tried so hard to save is a poisonous snake with a black heart. I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed."

Mu Qiu said firmly: "He won't know." No one will know Mu Qiu's true face.

Song Fei said again, "Haha", "Your father is going to kill me and dig out my heart to save you. What do you think about this?"

"What do I think?" Mu Qiu's five slender fingers pressed on Song Fei's chest and caressed it gently, she smiled and said, "I don't know anything, I only know that I am in a critical condition and unconscious, and there happened to be someone with me. Antibody matched people died unexpectedly."

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

Hearing this, Rao Shi Song Fei was also a little shocked by Mu Qiu's shameless level. "Dug away the heart of a living person to extend your life, Mu Qiu, aren't you afraid of having nightmares?"

Mu Qiu was still smiling, but his eyes turned fierce, "You are wrong, that's a heart donated by a kind person, how could I have nightmares?"

""damn it!

Putting a 'shameless' label on Mu Qiu in her heart, Song Fei couldn't help but sigh, "A person like you should live, Qu Cai died, and it's up to you to survive and protect the earth."

Facing Song Fei's sarcasm, Mu Qiu not only didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "Thank you for looking up to me. Don't worry, I won't waste your heart." A pair of good friends are talking about the sunny weather today, which is suitable for fishing.

Looking at Song Fei with tender eyes, Mu Qiu actually comforted Song Fei, she said, "Don't worry about Song Ci, I will treat Song Ci very well in the future, and I will treat her as a sister."

Good for Song Ci?

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

Hearing Song Fei's question, Mu Qiu was stunned for a while, unable to 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 saw through Mu Qiu's despicable and dirty soul at a glance, "Mu Qiu, you are really not a person. thing."

"In vain!"

Song Fei admired Mu Qiu a little, this dog looked gentle and well-behaved, but actually had a dark heart.

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

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

After the discussion was boring, Mu Qiu hurriedly left. -

When Mu Mian returned home, seeing that the living room was empty, he went upstairs. He went to the third floor first, wanting to have a word with Mu Qiu.

"Autumn, are you asleep?" Mu Mian knocked on the door, but 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 and saw that Du Tingting was still playing with her mobile phone, he asked Du Tingting, "Have you come back in autumn?"

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

Staring at Mu Mian's messy tie, Du Tingting couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been? The tie is all messed up." Thinking of some possibility, Du Tingting's face sank slightly, and she bluffed Mu Mian, "Husband, shouldn't you? Are you going to spend the day and drink?"

From learning of the pregnancy to the miscarriage of confinement, the two have not been intimate for two or three months, and Du Tingting will inevitably think more. Mu Mian has been very disciplined and loves her very much over the years. But men are the most fickle creatures. He can dig his heart out for your love, and at the same time, he can make a mess with other women.

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

"Really?" Seeing that Mu Mian didn't seem to be lying, Du Tingting felt a little relieved. "I can tell you, if you dare to look for a woman outside, I don't want you."

Although Du Tingting is gentle and considerate, she is not the kind of cowardly wife who would allow her husband to mess around outside. Once she found out that there was someone outside Mu Mian, 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 lowered his face and condemned Du Tingting: "I love you, and whether I'm loyal to you, you don't know? In this case, in the future Don't say any more."

Mu Mian was really infatuated with Du Tingting. From the day he first met Du Tingting in college, there was no other woman in Mu Mian's eyes.

Mu Mian's words were firm, and Du Tingting finally believed his words. "What does Director Zhu say about the operation?"

"This time, things should be stable. The organ donor's health is getting worse and worse, so he can live in the next two days. We should have surgery soon in the fall."

"That couldn't be better."

Du Tingting was relieved and was about to go to bed when her phone suddenly rang. "Who's calling so late?"

Du Tingting picked up the phone suspiciously, saw Qiu'er's name, and muttered, "This girl, isn't she going to stay overnight tonight?"

Hearing this, Mu Mian subconsciously looked at Cheng Yanmo's house. Seeing that Cheng Yanmo's house was lit in black, Mu Mian's expression was a little unpredictable.

Wouldn't the two of them have a tryst outside?

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

"Hello!"

Unexpectedly, it was an unfamiliar male voice who spoke on the other end of the phone.

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

Du Tingting was worried that Mu Qiu had encountered a vicious or satyr. After all, Mu Qiu looked beautiful, and it was night again. Being a mother is always worrying.

Seeing that Du Tingting's expression changed, Mu Mian quickly took her phone away and put it by his ear.

Mu Mian heard the other party say, "That's right, your daughter suddenly fainted from a heart attack on the street. We have performed CPR for her, and now she is in a coma."

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

Mu Mian was stunned by this news. "Where is the address, we'll come here!" In a panic, Mu Mian spoke with a vibrato.

The other party said, "Dashu Street, Dongshan District, in front of the milk tea shop next to Walmart!"

After cutting off the phone, Mu Mian took Du Tingting's hand and said with a sullen face, "Tingting, that's it, Qiu Er had a heart attack and was fortunately rescued, and is now in a coma."

Du Tingting covered her mouth on the spot and almost cried. "Why did it happen again!"

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

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

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

The two arrived at Xinqiao Hospital at eleven o'clock.

Mu Qiu was still doing the inspection, and the couple could only wait at the door. At half past twelve, Mu Qiu was sent back to the ward, and Zhu Yuanwen came to Mu Qiu's ward with a pile of Mu Qiu's examination reports.

Zhu Yuanwen had already read Mu Qiu's inspection report.

"Director Zhu, how is it?" Mu Mian couldn't understand the inspection report, but he could see his face. Zhu Yuanwen's expression indicated that the situation was a bit serious.

Zhu Yuanwen put down the examination report and looked at Mu Qiu on the hospital bed, his voice was very soft, "Miss Mu's heart failure has been a little fast recently. Look at this examination report, the BNP value has increased too much."

"Ms. Mu is just 20 years old, her BNP index should be less than 450pg/mL, but she is as high as 856/mL. In addition, her lungs have a slight infection, and the water and electrolytes are disordered. Look at her lower extremities. "

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

Du Tingting also followed Zhu Yuanwen's movements and pressed it on Mu Qiu's calf, and sure enough, a deep hole appeared. "What should I do?" Du Tingting's tone revealed a hint of fear, and her face was pale.

Zhu Yuanwen stared at Mu Mian, and he said, "Surgical treatment is imminent and cannot be delayed."

As soon as Du Tingting grabbed Mu Mian's arm, she wanted to cry and said, "Husband, didn't you say that there is a critically ill patient whose heart is suitable for Mu Qiu?"

Mu Mian nodded.

Zhu Yuanwen glanced at Mu Mian and said nothing.

Du Tingting seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and she calmed down a little.

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

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

"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 sooner. She also knows that it is not good to have such bad thoughts, but as a mother, she is inevitably selfish.

That night, no matter how much Mu Mian persuaded, Du Tingting refused to leave the hospital and had to stay in the hospital to accompany Mu Qiu. She was afraid that Mu Qiu would not be able to endure it any longer. If she could cherish a second of the present time, it would be an extra second.

The next morning, Mu Qiu woke up first.

When she found herself in the hospital, she was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of pain flashed in her eyes. She remembered being sick on the street last night, and she thought she would die on the spot.

Whether it was because he was in the hospital or because his heart was failing every second, Mu Qiu felt a tightness in his chest. She stood up and looked at the fallen leaves outside the window and couldn't help thinking: Can she still see the green shoots of next spring?

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

She tilted her head to look at Mu Qiu and saw that her face was a little rosier. Du Tingting said, "Are you hungry? I'll buy you some food."

"Mom, can I hug you?"

Mu Qiu's expression was helpless.

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

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

"Mother."

Du Tingting: "Huh?"

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

"Why don't you remember that when you were clamoring to go to Tibet in the first year of high school, your father deliberately put down his work and took our family to visit Nyingchi, Tibet."

"I remember that the peach forest was very beautiful. You and Song Song also took a few photos inside."

Recalling the happy and interesting events at that time, Du Tingting's eyes flickered. How happy it was at that time, Mu Qiu was in good health, and Song Song was like a family with them.

How did it all change in the blink of an eye?

"I remember, it's beautiful there." Mu Qiu closed his eyes, and tears fell on Du Tingting's sweater. "Mom, I want to go to Linzhi to see Taolin next year."

She doesn't want to die!

Du Tingting understood Mu Qiu's suggestion. Her chest seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and she felt suffocated to breathe. "Autumn" Du Tingting was about to collapse, she was fed up with this kind of torture.

Du Tingting couldn't help but tell Mu Qiu: "Qiu Er, Dad said that he has found a suitable heart source for you, but the other party is seriously ill and has not died yet, you have to wait a few more days. When that person passes away, we will first I'll do a heart transplant for you in no time."

Hearing this, two fires were lit in Mu Qiu's deadly eyes, and a vigorous flame ignited.

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 are saved! Just wait a few more days, we will definitely save you!"

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

The mother and daughter hugged, crying and laughing.

knock --

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

The two separated and looked sideways at the door of the ward.

Song Ci stood there with a breakfast box in his hand. Flat shoes, denim tights, outline a fit and sexy figure.

After only a few days, she lost a lot of weight, and the body under the sweater was slightly thin. The pretty face with light makeup was also missing the bright and magnificent smile.

Song Ci, whose temperament has settled down, looks a little unfamiliar.

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

Mu Qiu's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer.

The joy on Du Tingting's face had not faded away. After 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 breath was a little unstable, and she was about to faint.

how could be?

How could Mu Qiu find the right heart?

Song Ci has a sense of absurdity being played by God.

Why do people who do all kinds of evil get redemption, but really good people don't end up in a good way? Thinking of his poor sister who died, and seeing Mu Qiu again, Song Ci felt resentful in her heart.

Song Ci's expression was interpreted as surprise and shock by Du Tingting.

"It's a surprise, isn't it? It's also good luck. A few days ago, a person with the right blood type and antibody matching Qiu'er had an accident and is still in critical condition. Your father has persuaded the other patient and his family to buy his heart. ."

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

"That way, it's 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, held Mu Qiu's hands, and had to congratulate 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 surgery?" Mu Qiu stuck out her tongue uneasily, like a playful elf, she said : "With you by my side, I will feel more at ease."

Song Ci nodded absently.

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

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

Nodding her head, Song Ci hurried upstairs. She pushed open the partition glass door of the study directly, walked to Su Beibei's desk, and thumped the desk top with both hands.

Su Beibei was startled. She raised her head, stared at Song Ci's angry face, and raised her eyebrows in surprise. "What's the matter? Who made Song Meiren angry?"

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

Song Ci sat on the sofa, with her legs crossed, her arms crossed in front of her chest, and a sullen face, a bit 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 a black and white latte, and Song Ci stared at the delicate latte, and finally spit out a word. "There is no fairness in this world."

Su Beibei: "you come to tell me about philosophy?"

Song Ci took a spoon to stir up the lahua. "Mu Mian has found a suitable heart for Mu Qiu."

Wen Yan Su Beibei's face lost the smile. "Sure enough, there is no justice at all." Her parents died because of Mu Mian, and the retribution was finally fulfilled on Mu Mian's child. He thought it was finally his turn to suffer the consequences, but he found a heart that suits Mu Qiu again.

It's not fair.

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

Overwhelm the old ones, and then make the smaller ones.

"Not yet. Let me show you something." Su Beibei got up and walked to the bookshelf and took down a Sherlock Holmes collection.

She was sitting opposite Song Ci with the book.

"What are you doing, tell me a story?" Song Ci stared at the book in her hand and wanted to get up and leave.

"What's the hurry?" Su Beibei opened the book, only then did Song Ci find that the book was empty, it was actually a disguised collection box. Su Beibei took out the contents and said, "I'm afraid of being discovered, so this is the only way."

"As expected of someone who writes suspense and mystery novels." This brain is indeed 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 were Mu Mian.

The photos recorded all of Mu Mian's whereabouts in the past two months.

Su Beibei told Song Ci: "I paid to hire a small private detective, and she helped me 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 of them have been found. question."

Thinking that Song Ci was someone who had lived with Mu Mian for several years, perhaps Song Ci understood the deep meaning behind Mu Mian's every move. Su Beibei asked her to look at the photos and analyze her opinions.

After spending some time looking at the photos, Song Ci showed a lack of interest. "It's all normal, nothing suspicious."

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

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

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 last 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 murdering his father.

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

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

"Mu Mian has lived in the shadow of his father's violence since he was a child, so he hates his father very much. He is most afraid of becoming a person like his father in his life. Therefore, after marriage, Mu Mian took care of my mother in every possible way. Don't blush at her."

Su Beibei pouted 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, so after Mu Mian's father died, he rarely went to worship him." Song Ci added: "I lived in Mu's house for seven or eight years. , Mu Mian does not go to worship his father every year, only if Du Tingting strongly requests, he will go."

Song Ci picked out a few photos of Mu Mian going to the resting hall and placed them in front of her. She stared at those photos for a while, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Su Beibei solved the mystery in one word: "Since he hates his father so much, why does he take his father's urn to look back to the east after his father's death?" He should have just let it go.

Song Ci was taken aback.

She hadn't thought about it.

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 Wang Dongcheng for worship. Second, if he really wants to, he should also bring his biological mother's urn."

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

Song Ci couldn't think of a reason. "Bebe, you read a lot of mystery novels. You must be smarter than me. You will definitely find the answer to this."

Su Beibei sneered, glanced at Song Ci's good figure under the sweater with critical and arrogant eyes, and uttered the golden sentence: "big chest and no brains."

Song Ci was not angry, and drank coffee leisurely. "Well, you have a small chest and a high IQ, and you have made a smart decision, 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 brains.

Su Beibei was so angry that she chased people away, "walk away!"

Song Ci was driven away by Su Beibei angrily.

Han Zhan didn't go out today, just went to work in the company, Song Ci planned to have lunch with him at noon. Since Song Fei's death, Song Ci has been unable to concentrate on anything. Liang Bo wrote a new song, but Song Ci has never had the energy to help the other party compose music.

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

At the last wedding, Liang Bo saw Han Zhan's big godmothers at the wedding scene. He was clever and figured out some things. It is very likely that Mr. Han is the real boss of Zeus Air and Yuhua, and his partner Song Ci is the lady boss!

The proprietress was not in the mood to work. As a wage earner, Liang Bo did not dare to urge, could not urge, and was reluctant to urge.

Song Ci called Liang Bo and explained that he was not suitable for work recently, and asked him to hire another expert to compose music.

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

Song Ci was both pleased and depressed. "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood during this time, and I'm not in the state."

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 at the door of the company. "Well. Let's stop talking, I have something to do."

"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 did you come down?"

Han Zhan said, "I 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 to eat at noon."

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

"No, you go home and have a good rest, I can't take care of you when I'm busy, and you're boring alone."

"OK then."

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

Next to his Volvo stood a short middle-aged man in a leather jacket. The man's complexion is quite dark, but his black eyes are very bright, giving people a feeling of being difficult to provoke.

Seeing Han Zhan coming, Long Yu quickly put out the cigarette, took out the chewing gum and threw it into his mouth to chew a fresh breath. "Mr. Han."

Long Yu opened the car door for 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 watching Mu Mian sitting across from him.

Mu Mian pushed an envelope in front of Zhu Yuanwen, "Director Zhu, this is a bank card with 30 million in it."

Zhu Yuanwen stared at the envelope, his eyes glued to it, and he couldn't move it. Mu Mian was very satisfied with Zhu Yuanwen's reaction at this time. He is not afraid that people will be greedy for money, but he is afraid that people will not be 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, I have taken the money, and I will do what you have explained."

"That's good."

Zhu Yuanwen looked at the time and said, "It's eight o'clock, and the operation should begin." When Zhu Yuanwen got up and was about to leave, he suddenly sent an invitation to Mu Mian, "Director Mu, it's alright, why don't you follow me too? Let's go see it together?"

After a little hesitation, Mu Mian stood up. "Alright." Seeing it with your own eyes can ensure that the operation is foolproof and there will be no mistakes.

Late at night, on the 12th floor of Xinqiao Hospital, in a private surgery room, the lights were bright.

In the operating room, there were five people who were members of the surgical team that Zhu Yuanwen trusted. From left to right, they are his first assistant and second assistant, an anesthesiologist and an instrument, and a small nurse who does odd jobs.

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

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

The instrument cart next to the operating table is full of instruments needed for surgery, including all kinds of scalpels, rib scissors, spreaders, and closures.

Under the lights, the equipment glowed silver.

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

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

The busiest person is his first assistant.

The first assistant took the initiative to stand beside him and heard Zhu Yuanwen say: "Get ready, make an incision in the middle of the sternum. Free the superior and inferior vena cava, pulmonary artery and aorta."

The assistant is also an attending doctor. Hearing that, he took the scalpel handed by the instrument nurse.

Heart surgery is very complicated, it is just a simple thoracotomy, and there are multiple steps. The skin is first incised, then the subcutaneous tissue is incised, the retrosternal space is bluntly separated, and the upper and lower parts meet, and finally the sternum is longitudinally split with an electric knife.

No mistakes can be made at every step of the process.

This is the first time this doctor has done such an immoral act. He held the knife and wanted to shake his hand. But a good surgeon can't shake his hands. After calming down the nervousness, the assistant nodded to Zhu Yuanwen.

Zhu Yuanwen said, "Let's start."

The first assistant aimed the knife edge at a position 3 cm above the notch on Song Fei's breastbone, and with a little force, the knife edge cut a hole in the delicate skin.

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

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

Being watched by so many people, Mu Mian's temple jumped a few times, but he quickly calmed down again. He nodded vigorously and commanded in a deep voice, "Continue."

Zhu Yuanwen suddenly became more talkative, and he said again: "Director Mu, you can think clearly, this is a living person. If you cut it with a knife and take out the heart, she will die!"

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

Zhu Yuanwen sighed and said to the first assistant, "Go on."

The assistant nodded and could only bite the bullet and continue cutting the skin. -

At this time, in a hotel opposite Xinqiao Hospital, Han Zhan heard the sound of conversation coming from the headset, he raised his head abruptly and looked at Long Yu.

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

Han Zhan tapped his fingers 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 culprit is in operating room No. 3 on the 12th floor. It's absolutely true. If you don't go, you will die."

Captain Lin received a report call more than ten minutes ago. The reporter said that he found a problem in Xinqiao Hospital, and it was suspected that someone was killing illegally! This kind of thing, it is better to believe whether it is there or not, and I am afraid that innocent people will really be killed.

When Captain Lin received the call, he happened to be in the stairwell between the eleventh and tenth floors. Hearing Long Yu's words, he hesitated a little, then took his subordinates, 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 around in shock and confusion, and saw a group of police officers in police uniforms.

"No movement at all! Police!"

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

Before Mu Mian came back to his senses, a pair of wrists were bound by handcuffs. The icy-biting handcuffs pulled Mu Mian back to the real world. He stared at the silver handcuffs on his wrists, and his mind turned at a high speed. He quickly understood the problem.

There are ghosts!

Mu Mian turned around and looked over to observe the reactions of the people in the room.

When everyone saw the police, they were like mice when they saw a cat, showing different expressions of fear. The two little nurses burst into tears, admitting their mistakes while crying, and shouting, "This is not our attention, it's Director Mu who forced us!"

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

The second assistant also turned pale, sitting on the edge of the corner post of the operating table, without saying a word, his face pale. The anesthesiologist, who was the most relaxed and comfortable sitting on the side playing with his mobile phone, actually lost his mobile phone, got under the operating table, held his head and kept admitting his mistake, shouting: "I was wrong!"

In the audience, Zhu Yuanwen, the leading doctor of the whole operation, had the most calm reaction.

He was still standing beside the operating table, like a drama-watcher, quietly watching the hilarious scene. Seeing that Mu Mian was looking over, Zhu Yuanwen raised his head and looked at Mu Mian.

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

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

"I'll take care of your mother!" Mu Mian began to struggle, trying to run over and beat Zhu Yuanwen.

Seeing Mu Mian's resistance, Team Lin smashed a police baton on Mu Mian's abdomen. "Be honest! I still want to resist!" Team Lin grabbed Mu Mian and roared, "Be honest with me and take them all away!"

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

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

Song Fei: To be honest, brother-in-law, I have a plan.

Han Zhan: Women are scary.