Then I gave it to Lin Xiaoxiao and successfully let Yuan Jianjun see this bracelet.
It’s the old lady Song who didn’t expect the Yuan family to be so cruel. It seems that this time it’s far from the big miss Lujia.
The next day, Lin Xiaoxiao stayed in the project team for a day without the old lady Song chasing the soul and killing the serial A.
Arrived at 4: 30 in the afternoon and received Song Yu dialect.
"Mrs. Song is in the hospital." Lin Xiaoxiao blurted out her mobile phone with a full face of shock. "How could she be sick yesterday?"
"The doctor said he was a little anemic," said Song Yu thoughtfully, and his tone was a little tired. "I’m afraid dinner tonight will be another day."
Lin Xiaoxiao and Mrs. Song went out together for several days, saying that it is also false to have no feelings. Although the old man is not lovable, she doesn’t mind being patient.
"I want to see which hospital the mayor, Mrs. Song, is in."
Words that man seems not accidental silence for a long time light back to the "first hospital".
It’s almost the same when I hung up. Lin Xiaoxiao took a taxi to the first hospital directly.
According to Song Yu’s direction, she quickly found the inpatient department and saw the man talking in the corridor at a glance.
A man’s elegance always wears gold-rimmed glasses, and he seems to have something difficult to solve at the other end. His tone is a little deep, his eyebrows are slightly frowning, his fingertips are hung with frames, and his index finger points to his temple position.
Lin Xiaoxiao walked slowly over and didn’t dare to disturb him.
Song Yu said a few words for a while and then hung up. I lifted my eyes and saw a beautiful white image opposite.
Picked his eyebrows. "Why don’t you say anything when you come?"
Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward and looked at Song Yu’s appearance. "Mayor, you are not nearsighted."
"Oh" Song Yu smiled and looked at her with glasses again. "How can you tell?"
"I just walked quite far, and you can see that even if you are nearsighted, you will never wear glasses." Lin Xiaoxiao’s one-way talk left her eyes and turned a circle in Song Yu’s body, which seemed puzzled.
Song Yu didn’t point to the ward. "She’s in there. Go in."
Song Yu didn’t answer Lin Xiaoxiao, and he didn’t ask much. He nodded quietly and went into the ward.
This is a single ward with an infusion support on the bedside and normal saline dripping into the back of the hand of the old man who seems to be asleep.
"It’s only been one day. How did this happen?" Lin Xiaoxiao couldn’t bear to look at the old man slightly pale and gaunt.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s front palm touched her forehead, but it was not hot but a little cold.
Song Yu gave the old man a tuck, and his voice was lowered by the angle. "Anemia is a cause, and the doctor said it is more like shock."
"Ah," Lin Xiaoxiao pondered in a daze. Yesterday, she didn’t see anything scary with Mrs. Song. Even watching the characters in the opera, she didn’t see that Mrs. Song was afraid. Besides, people of such a big age didn’t see anything strange. "Did you see or meet something after parting with me yesterday?"
"I don’t know" is probably the reason for waiting for one day and one night. Song Yu’s state is not very good, and his voice is hoarse. "It was already like this when the nanny called me last night."
"She didn’t say anything"
"no"
Lin Xiaoxiao was silent and always felt something strange:
Chapter 19 She’s gone? (Old Liu Cheng Deacon Jia Geng)
Just then, the old man in bed seemed to be disturbed, and his eyelids wriggled as if he were going to wake up.
Lin Xiaoxiao is waiting for her at the bedside with a smile.
Mrs. Song slowly opened her eyes and saw an enlarged smile that almost occupied her entire eyes.
I was shocked. The whole person shrank back. The movement was so loud that it affected the needle on the back of the hand and almost tore the infusion stent over.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid of me." Lin Xiaoxiao quickly showed her identity. Did Mrs. Song remember any horrible memories and quickly calmed down. "It’s very safe here. It’s a hospital grandmother. You’re not nervous."
The old lady Song stared at her for a long time and suddenly her lips wriggled.
