Song Yihuan was startled, and a trace of panic quickly flashed through her red eyes.
She originally thought that Lu Huaijing would comfort her because of this incident, but she never expected that his focus would be here.
"I...I just happened to meet Sister Nanyan, Ah Jing, I didn't mean to..."
She hesitantly tried to cover up the situation, but Lu Huaijing's expression only became more solemn.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly with scrutiny: "So, you have known that Gu Nanyan lives here for a long time, right?"
The rising tone of the question even carries a hint of questioning.
Song Yihuan's back stiffened, but she immediately gritted her teeth and said: "No, Ah Jing, if I had known that Sister Nan Yan was here, I would have stopped my uncle and aunt. I just... I just happened to meet her a few days ago, but I didn't expect that my uncle and aunt would follow me, so..."
Her eyes were red again, and she explained with tears: "Ah Jing, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, my uncle and aunt wouldn't have done such a thing. Now even my grandparents have come to make trouble, Ah Jing." Jing, I really don’t know what to do..."
Song Yihuan spoke so sincerely that her shoulders trembled as she cried.
This self-defeating explanation made Lu Huaijing's eyes become more understanding.
He looked at the time, finally suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, don't go looking for her again."
"Ajing..."
Song Yihuan raised her eyes, there were still tears in her eyes, and even the gauze on her cheeks was soaked through.
Lu Huaijing frowned, and finally breathed out a breath, and said in a faint voice: "Stop crying, I'll ask Ji Li to take you back. Your wounds need to be treated."
He straightened up as he spoke and turned around to call Ji Li, but when Song Yihuan saw this, she became anxious and immediately unbuckled her seat belt and hugged his waist.
"Ajing, please don't be angry, okay? It's all my fault. I...I will find an opportunity to apologize to Sister Nanyan..."
She was choked with tears, but her eyes were full of jealousy and hatred.
Ah Jing, are you starting to worry about that bitch?
The huge panic and uneasiness made Song Yihuan confused. She really didn't know what Lu Huaijing was thinking.
Didn't he hate Gu Nanyan before? Why now...
Lu Huaijing frowned and lowered his head, but never pulled her hand away.
The voice was deep and cold: "Yi Huan, be obedient."
Just two short words, but Song Yihuan hugged her tighter.
"I don't, Ah Jing, if I let you go, you won't want me anymore..."
Her voice was pleading and humble, "Don't leave me, okay..."
The man's eyebrows beat, and finally he sighed softly and said, "Okay, I still have things to deal with."
This means there is no room for change.
Song Yihuan's hand flinched, and finally reluctantly let go.
"Then...I'll wait for you to come back." She said softly.
Lu Huaijing left without saying a word.
Song Yihuan stared at the tall and proud back with tearful eyes. She closed her eyes hard until she couldn't see him anymore.
Gu Nanyan, she must get rid of this obstacle!
…
Nan Yan closed the door and waited until the sound outside the door could no longer be heard. Then she sat down on the sofa upset, but realized a problem belatedly.
How did Lu Huaijing know that she lived here?
She frowned slightly, but quickly thought about it.
With the ability of the Lu family, finding out where she lived was just a phone call away.
However, now that they know where she lives now, they are afraid that her peaceful days are coming to an end.
While I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated.
When Nan Yan saw the name dancing on the screen, his frown suddenly relaxed and he picked up immediately.
"Uncle Zhao..."
A kind middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yanyan, I saw the news on the Internet. I have already obtained the surveillance you asked me to adjust. Are you feeling well?"
Zhao Zhimin, the vice president of Jishi Hospital, was a good friend of Nan Yan’s mother when she was working.
He is also the only person who can help her get the surgical surveillance video.
The long-lost concern made Nan Yan feel warm in his heart.
She resisted the feeling of soreness in her nose and said softly: "Thank you for your concern. I have been discharged from the hospital. I'm really sorry to trouble you, Uncle Zhao."
As long as she gets the medical records and operating room surveillance video, plus the testimony of the nurse on duty, she can get rid of the stigma of "medical malpractice."
Zhao Zhimin responded, with a bit of heartache in his words: "Yanyan, you have endured hardship. If your mother hadn't been gone..."
He was a little sad, but finally did not continue.
Nan Yan lowered her eyelashes, and her long eyelashes covered up the sadness under her eyes.
For so many years, everyone thought that her mother was dead, but only Nan Yan knew that she had become a vegetative state because of the car accident. In order to be able to take control of Nan Yan, Gu Lang secretly moved his mother to a nursing home.
He did a good job of keeping secrets, and Nan Yan still doesn't know where her mother is.
Even my mother’s former best friend didn’t know the truth.
Nanyan was controlled by others and could only hide the matter. After all, the fewer people who knew, the safer her mother would be.
It was all she could do.
"Uncle Zhao, please don't worry, I will take care of myself, and thank you for helping me adjust the surveillance video."
Surgical surveillance videos have always been confidential, but this time, in order to prove his innocence, Nanyan had no choice but to use this method.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhimin immediately comforted him: "Don't worry, I will unite some directors to investigate your matter. I have sent the video to your email. I will also say hello to Director Zeng."
"Sorry to trouble you." Nan Yan's gratitude was beyond words.
After hanging up the phone, she downloaded and saved the video, including the records of her previous medical orders, and reprinted them all.
With this evidence, she could get back to work in no time.
At the same time, Mr. Lu.
The towering office building shines in the sun. As a landmark building in Nancheng, Lu's office floor can almost overlook the entire Nancheng.
With the bustling traffic at his feet, Lu Huaijing stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The bright sunlight covered his tall and tall figure with a light golden edge.
"gentlemen."
Ji Li appeared respectfully behind him, holding a tablet in his hand.
"how's it going."
Lu Huaijing stood in front of the window and did not look back.
The deep profile of his face was hidden in the sunlight, making his expression unclear.
"Miss Song is already recuperating in the hospital. There is no major problem with her finger. In addition, those in the Zhou family said that it was Miss Song who asked Zhou Jian and his wife to find the wife, but the couple could not provide evidence to prove it."
Ji Li was hesitant when he said this and frowned: "As for the detained Zhou Jian and his wife, their confessions were completely different. They said that it was the wife's mistake that led to Grandma Song's death. They had to fight against the injustice." Retaliation.”
