Chapter 274

Song Jin's car is nearby, and Tang Ning about to meet nearby.

Before she went in, she looked around to make sure no one was watching.

Song Jin in the private room, see her come in immediately mouth: "see the attending doctor?"

"No, Su Yirou didn't want to see me on purpose."

"There must be a ghost in my heart."

Song Jin specially let the private detective check Qin Lang and Su Yirou, but there is no news yet.

"Xiaojin, don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry. I'm sure there will be results soon."

"Well, I'll go again tomorrow."

"I also want to find a way to meet Su Yirou."

Song Jin can't rely on Downing alone. She has been very busy recently.

"I'll let you know when I have a plan."

"Well, don't expose too much."

"Don't worry."

Downing and other things, said after a while to leave, Song Jin after she left, also followed to the store.

The private detective has reported her whereabouts to Lu Nancheng for a long time, and today he has received an investigation information about what happened more than 20 years ago.

He opens it in silence. It records in detail the accident of Su Yimu, the second miss of the Su family, and her later death. When she is declared dead, only Su Yirou comes back from her vacation abroad.

This event almost destroyed the Su family at that time, and Su's mother was greatly stimulated. Su Yirou inherited the Su family's imperial power instead of Su Yimu.

Lu Nancheng is in such a sensitive circle. He has seen too many rich families fight for property and use all kinds of despicable means. His intuition is inseparable from this.

After su Yimu's death, the biggest beneficiary is Su Yirou, who has almost got the whole Su family. Moreover, Su Yirou is not the daughter of the Su family. This also explains why she will make friends with Su Yirou after she comes back, and Su Yirou is also slowly in bad luck. I'm afraid she has mixed in a lot.

Lu Nancheng together with the information, at present, these are only his conjectures, and there is no definite evidence yet. Perhaps Dr. Song is the main breakthrough.

He mashed up the information, threw it into the garbage can, digested it in his mind, and found that he was stronger than he thought.

Even though he knew many things, Lu Nancheng, who went back that night, did not show any flaw in front of Song Jin. He was more gentle with her. Looking at the young face of the woman under him, he wanted to imprint it on his heart.

And Song Jin thought of things in her heart. Even when she was gentle with him, she was absent-minded. She put her hand around his neck and buried her small face in his chest.

"Why is it so cold?"

"Physical reasons."

Lu Nancheng grabbed the quilt and hugged her tightly. Even in his arms, his body was cold. It seemed like a stone, but he could not cover it.

Her body is even worse in the deep winter.

And Song Jin has been used to the temperature of his body, like a small heater, in the cold weather like next to his body, even in sleep will unconsciously by the past.

It is undeniable that he is slowly adapt to him, rely on him, this understanding let the old aunt heart hair tremble.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"Xiaojin."

"Well?"

"Can you tell me something about you abroad?"

It's really difficult for Lu Nancheng to listen to her. Her voice is stuffy: "tell me about your childhood first."

"It's all about learning."

"Well, I've almost played."

Song Jin wanted to avoid this problem, suddenly pushed him away and got up: "I'll go wash it."

"Well."

They usually wash separately. Song Jin puts on her clothes and goes first. She already has a plan in her heart, so she turns on the tap and lets the cold water flush on her body.

She was shivering with cold, and her teeth were fighting. It was late autumn now, and she was very cold. After washing inside, Song Jin sneezed out, hoping to get into the quilt immediately.

Lu Nancheng wrapped up the quilt for her and felt her body cold, almost to the bone. He was suspicious. When he came near the bathroom, he saw that there was no fog in it, and immediately guessed what she had done.

He angrily came out and stood in front of her with a gloomy face, trying to scold her for making fun of her body, but his words were swallowed by him again. It's not time to open them up.

Song Jin poked her head out of the quilt and saw him standing on the bed with a calm face. Her eyes turned and her mouth pursed: "why don't you go in?"

Lu Nancheng slowly exhaled, a helpless look, the expression on his face changed and changed: "is it better now?"

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"OK, I'll be right there."

He touched her cold face and folded it in again. He took a hot bath hastily. When he came out again, he saw her leaning against the bed and looking at her mobile phone. He lifted the quilt and went up.Lu Nancheng touched her hand again, but the chill didn't get better. He stuffed her hand into the quilt, and he was holding the mobile phone.

"Watch for a while and go to sleep."

"Well."

In fact, Song Jin doesn't want to see it, but she doesn't feel sleepy now. She lands in the arms of Nancheng and thinks about the next step, but her eyes are staring at the mobile phone screen.

She didn't smile even if it was a little better. Lu Nancheng knew that her mind was not on it, so she simply turned off the video.

"Go to sleep."

"Oh, all right."

He bent down to turn off the light, the room suddenly dark down, she half lying in his arms, also can't warm her cold body.

Until early in the morning, she realized that she was not feeling well. In order not to let him know, she went out of her way to sleep beside the bed and didn't have physical contact with him.

She a person pitifully lies on the bedside, is enduring the body sad, has a fever to the fierce.

When Lu Nancheng wakes up in the morning, he habitually reaches for her, only to find that she is far away from her and lying on the bedside. It's not like her style. His hands just touch her hot body, and he feels sleepless.

"Xiaojin."

His voice with a trace of tremor, immediately lifted the quilt, secretly annoyed, should have guessed, her purpose is so, he should have paid attention to last night.

Song Jin began to feel sad in the early morning, and almost didn't sleep all night. Suddenly, she was held in his arms. Her brain was dizzy, and she tried to open her eyes, which was stained with red blood.

"I'll take you to the hospital now."

Lu Nancheng didn't blame her. Now is not the time to investigate. Song Jin leans faintly on the bed and allows him to dress himself. His old aunt is like a doll in his hand, swinging at will.

Her face was red and she was weak, but her brain knew that she was going to her father's hospital.

"Let's go to the hospital."

"Well, you wait for me."

He quickly went into the cloakroom, took a coat from the inside, wrapped her tightly, then showed a small head, and picked her down from upstairs.

Lu Nanyu always left early, just saw the elder brother holding the younger sister-in-law down, immediately got up to meet the past: "elder brother, what's wrong with the younger sister-in-law?"

"High fever. I'll take her to the hospital now."

"I'll open the door."

Lu Nancheng put her in the back of the car. Lu Nanyu also wanted to get on the car, but he refused.

"If you go to the company, I can do it alone."

He said the car quickly out of the old house, Song Jin knew that once he was sick, it was difficult to control, but she had to do so.