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Meng Yali hung up the phone, stood in front of the sink, and turned on the faucet.
She stared blankly at the water column pouring down, and her inner uneasiness became more intense amidst the sound of rushing water.
¡°Dong dong dong!¡±
Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Meng Yali immediately shouted impatiently: "Why are you urging me? It's not over yet!"
"Are you not feeling better yet?"
But it was Song Hongyang¡¯s irritable voice.
Meng Yali's curse suddenly choked in her throat. She took a deep breath, turned off the faucet, turned around and opened the door: "What's wrong?"
Song Hongyang glanced at her coldly: "Go to the hospital, I'll be waiting for you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
She lowered her eyes, concealed the dryness in her eyes, and followed him.
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The entrance to the emergency room of the first hospital.
Zhao Shuying has been pushed in.
When Song Hongtao arrived in a hurry, Fu Sichen was accompanying Song Qinrong, sitting on the bench at the door.
Song Hongtao raised his head and glanced at the "Under Surgery" light above the door, and his heart sank.
He walked up to Song Qinrong and asked, "How is your grandma doing?"
"It's not very good, it needs surgery." Song Qinrong said calmly.
Song Hongtao frowned tightly, looked at the operating room, and then at the recipes and medicine bottles in his hand: "Rong Rong."
This is the first time that Song Qinrong has seen this grandfather speak to her so calmly in more than a month since she came to the capital.
She raised her eyebrows.
"You have only been here for the shortest time, and you are not close to anyone. Speaking of which, you can be regarded as half a bystander in the family."
Song Hongtao walked beside her, sat down slowly, and said in a low voice, "Who do you think is the person in the family who attacked grandma?"
On the way here, he had already thought about it, but he still couldn't figure out who Zhao Shuying had offended.
¡°Compared to him who has a bad temper and beats people at every turn, Zhao Shuying is a completely qualified mother and grandmother.
She is extremely caring to every junior member of her family, without being partial or making things difficult.
Even though Lin Yu, Song Qinrong's biological mother, was a woman of unknown origin, when she first entered the Song family, Zhao Shuying did not show her contempt and even took care of her in every way.
After Meng Yali came to the position of mistress, for a period of time, Zhao Shuying did treat her coldly because of his disdain for her behavior.
But later it seemed that Song Hongyang was determined and had no choice but to finally adjust his mentality. Treat her equally.
Not to mention others.
It is such a woman who works hard and sacrifices her whole life for the Song family. In the end, she will be drugged and poisoned by her own child.
Song Hongtao covered his chest, feeling so distressed that he could hardly breathe.
Song Qinrong glanced at him without trace: "Grandma is just an ordinary old lady. Since someone attacked her, there must be that person's reasons."
Song Hongtao sneered: "Yes, there is a reason But what is the reason? It has to do such a cruel thing!"
"I'll have to ask Grandpa you now."
Song Qinrong curled her lips slightly, "For the sake of industry, you and grandma have long been relegated to the second line. The three acres of land in the family has also been divided into the hands of the two sons. There is no need to fight for it anymore.
??It can be said that it is for personal vendetta Grandma has a kind temperament. No matter whether she treats her grandchildren or her daughter-in-law, she has always been considerate and considerate, and she has never been sorry to anyone. It shouldn't be. "
"That's right!" Song Hongtao slapped his thigh suddenly.
He was so immersed in excitement that he didn¡¯t notice Song Qinrong¡¯s slightly mocking sentence of ¡°three acres per acre¡± and only said angrily.
"I've just thought about what you said. It can't be for family property or personal hatred. Then why on earth! Ah? You want to be so black-hearted and poison A-ying for half a year!"
Song Qinrong turned her head and stared at Song Hongtao quietly with a pair of dark eyes: "Is it because you have hidden some treasures in your hands that have not been distributed, so that someone has coveted them?"
After Song Qinrong finished speaking, her eyes were locked on Song Hongtao's face, not missing any subtle expression of the other party.
Song Hongtao was stunned for a moment, then a doubt flashed in his old and turbid eyes: "Baby?"
He seemed to be deep in thought, seemed to be seriously considering the possibility of what Song Qinrong said, and spoke slowly.
"What treasures can I have? It's just the antique calligraphy and paintings collected in the study. As for your grandma, she is even less"
¡°Are all grandpa¡¯s antique calligraphy and paintings placed in the study?¡±
Song Qinrong lowered her voice, with just the right amount of suspicion and confusion, "Are there any treasures that Grandpa needs to hide in a secret room?"
"Secret grid? What secret grid?"
Song Hongtao had a puzzled look on his face and turned to glare at Song Qinrong, "If your grandfather and I could have a treasure of that level, would our Song family have gotten to this point?"
Song Qinrong looked at him quietly, and after a while, she slowly raised the corner of her mouth: "Since there is no one, it's a bit hard to guess."
Song Hongtao sighed, turned around and thought to himself.
Song Qinrong also withdrew her gaze and pursed her lips.
She looked very carefully just now, but she didn¡¯t see any clues on Song Hongtao¡¯s face.
¡°Could it be thathe really doesn¡¯t know?
Song Qinrong couldn't help but frowned.
In the past month, she has searched every corner of the Song family, but she has never found any trace of "Yao Chi Leng".
Now it seems that Song Hongtao may really know nothing about this.
"Yao Chi Leng" is not in the hands of Song Hongtao?
Who else could it be in the hands of?
¡Zhao Shuying?
At this moment, Yang Yishu hurried over. When he saw Song Qinrong, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Little Master"
"The medicine the old lady took is all here." Fu Sichen on the side had already spoken first, cutting off his words, "I'll leave you with the identification."
Yang Yishu came back to his senses and looked at the white-haired old man next to him.
"Mr. Song?"
Song Hongtao raised his head: "Ah?"
Yang Yishu smiled: "I am Doctor Zhang's apprentice, Yang Yishu. Did my master tell you to collect the recipes and pills that the old lady took before?"
Hearing this, Song Hongtao hurriedly stood up and handed over the things in his hands without reservation.
"Yes, yes, healer Yang! Everything is here, please!"
Hearing this title, Yang Yishu was so flattered that he almost knelt down on the spot.
"You" what "you"? This is his junior uncle¡¯s biological grandfather! According to his seniority, he has to call him Grandpa Zeng, right?
How can I say "you" to him?
"No, no, no, no, Grandpa Zeng, please don't be polite to me! Just call me Xiao Yang."
Song Hongtao:?
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