Chapter 185

The team led mu mianti to the corridor and gave it to one of his subordinates. "Take them all to the car. There is a victim inside. I'll go to see her."

"Yes

When a group of police, carrying six criminals, came out of the elevator and appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, it was hard not to cause a stir.

I don't know who was shouting, "no, the police are coming to catch the murderer!" This voice made the whole building hear the movement.

All the patients' families and nurses on duty all ran to the windowsill of the North ward and lay on their hands and looked downstairs on tiptoe.

Sure enough, they saw a group of police officers and criminals caught in handcuffs trying to cover their faces with their hands.

"Isn't that director Zhu?" All of them were from a hospital. Zhu Yuanwen was also a big man in cardiac surgery. The medical staff recognized Zhu Yuanwen's identity at a glance.

"Isn't that doctor Shen?"

"That's Dr. Liu!"

"That's Dr. Zhang from anesthesiology department!"

"That's a nurse in the cardiac surgery operating room, like Zhang Jing..."

after recognizing the identity of these people, everyone's heart is a capital exclamation mark!

What's going on?

Director Zhu, what did they do?

"You see, there's another one in the back!" The man at the back of the line was a man of medium build in a high black suit.

Because of his back to the crowd, they couldn't see him clearly. It's just the back, which looks familiar. "This man..."

a resident secretly said to his colleagues, "do you think that the person at the back is somewhat like Chairman mu of our hospital?"

I didn't think it was. After the other party mentioned it, the colleague felt a little bit similar. "Don't say, it's still like that." As we all know, the chairman's daughter had a heart attack and was admitted to Xinqiao Hospital. Director Mu was also in the hospital these two days.

If it was his words, it would make sense.

"But director mu, what have they done? The police come to bring people with great fanfare. It must be the evidence of the crime that they dare to be so arrogant! " Everyone looked at each other, some fear at the same time, but also inexplicably excited.

"Go back to your post. This is a hospital, not a theater." The head nurse moved slowly, and there was no place for her to watch by the window.

She can't see, so don't look.

See the head nurse lost his temper, heart surgery small nurses quickly scattered from the window, back to their respective posts.

At this time, a series of wheels rubbing against the ground caused the head nurse's attention. She stopped and looked up at the hallway entrance outside the cardiology inpatient department.

When he saw that the visitor was a policeman, the head nurse quickly trotted over. She first looked at the girl who was asleep in the hospital bed in front of the police. Then she looked up and asked Lin team in doubt: "police comrade, what's going on? This patient is not a patient in our department. "

Although the girls in the hospital bed were not patients in their cardiac surgery department, they were wearing sterile surgical clothes of Xinqiao Hospital. "Are they patients transferred from other departments?"

Lin shook his head and said, "she has been injected with general anesthesia and has not recovered consciousness. Please arrange a window for her and take good care of her. This person is extremely important and can't miss anything. "

Naturally, the head nurse would not accept unknown patients. She boldly asked Lin team, "what's the situation of this patient?"

"She is a healthy innocent, almost by the director of your hospital Zhu heart..." Lin team majestic vision swept the head nurse's face, asked her: "she is a victim, understand the importance of this person?"

Head nurse's heart is awe inspiring!

Director Zhu, they even planned to have a healthy girl's heart dissected!

Is this still what people do?

No wonder they get caught!

It's time!

The head nurse nodded solemnly and promised, "don't worry, comrade police, I will take good care of the patients, and the patients will never have any mistakes!"

"Well."

"Bed 45 is empty. I'll take her to bed 45."

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Han Zhan and long Yu stand side by side behind the windowsill of the small hotel room. From here, you can have a panoramic view of every scene that happens at the gate of Xinqiao Hospital.

Seeing that Mu Mian and his group were taken into the police car, long Yu snorted coldly and cursed: "the animal who has lost all his goodness should sit and wear the bottom of the prison!"

Han Zhan: "this is not enough."

Long Yu looked at Han Zhan suspiciously and asked modestly, "what should we do next?"

"Manipulating public opinion." Staring at Long Yu's dark face, Han Zhan thinks he is very poor. "You can go and have a rest. I'll take care of the rest."

"Good."

Public opinion is a knife that can kill people.

This evening, a video on the microblog spread rapidly and attracted many people's attention. The sender of that video is Qin Yue, a female Research Institute of Fu Hanshen's research team.Qin Yue missed her former colleague Song Fei. When she was free to look at her mobile phone, she found a video of a group dinner before.

Qin Yue cut the video with text commentary and sent it to her microblog home page.

In the video, Fu and members of his team gather around a pot of spicy hot food at a rented house in Kinshasa.

The photographer is Yan Jiang, who holds his mobile phone and takes photos in silence without saying a word. Because of his preference for Song Fei, Song Fei appears frequently in the camera.

In the video, Qin Yue asks Fu Hanshen: "Mr. Fu, you and your wife have been separated for a long time. What should we do if we miss each other?"

Virus experts are also human beings. They have seven passions and six desires.

Fu Hanshen put a piece of potato into his mouth, and his cheeks were plump. After swallowing the potato, Fu Hanshen said, "my right hand is not only able to pinch the reagent tube, but also something else."

They're all adults. It's no offense to make a harmless joke. Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter and praised Mr. Fu as a talented person.

A men's Institute noticed that Song Fei, who was eating in a corner, picked up his chopsticks and aimed at Song porcelain, "interview the youngest genius of our institute."

Song Fei put down his chopsticks and looked up.

Under a black short hair, the girl's face is beautiful and delicate, her eyes are cold like Ao Xue, and her lips are pink and tender like cherry blossoms. She quietly looked at the male colleague, gently opened her lips, "you ask."

The male colleague coughed and said, "little genius, I want to ask you, what is it like to be a genius?"

Unexpectedly, Song Fei said: "genius is lonely."

Everyone was quiet.

Fu Hanshen turned to Song Fei and said, "do you know loneliness?"

Song Fei nodded, "of course, when I was young, I loved to study some strange things. My neighbors in our community secretly called me a little monster. I had no friends before. " She picked up her drink, took a sip and said, "but now, I'm lucky to meet a group of like-minded colleagues."

Fu Han Shen laughed and was satisfied with her answer.

Qin Yue raised her hand and waited for Song Fei to notice her. Then Qin Yue said, "Song Fei, Mr. Fu said that you also have amazing talent in chemistry. Many big men in the chemical field want to take you as their disciple. Why did you turn them down and choose virology? "

Song Fei put down the drink, "my father is a doctor, a traditional Chinese medicine." Referring to her father, a touch of tenderness rarely appeared on her indifferent cheek. "My father said that the most painful thing in the world is to watch a person die in pain, but he can do nothing but watch."

"Saving the dying and caring for the world is my father's greatest legacy." Song Fei seldom said such a gruesome thing, and when he finished, he couldn't help reddening his ears.

The video stops here.

At the back of the video is a paragraph written by Su Yue himself -

[saving the dying and caring for the world is the greatest legacy your father left you, and also the greatest legacy you left us. Little sister Song Fei, there is no war in heaven. May you rest in peace. 】

because the protagonist of the video is Song Fei, a gifted young virus expert who has just passed away, the video was quickly noticed and reproduced and became popular.

After dinner, netizens have nothing to do, so they habitually open their microblogs and brush them up.

In this video, we all feel sorry for Song Fei's death. But there are also some people pay attention to Song Fei, which is much higher than the ordinary people's face.

Kekejun: [what kind of Goddess is this! It's just high IQ, or high appearance! Ordinary people like me can only kneel down. 】

middle school sophomore: [God, so beautiful, so young, still a genius with high intelligence! It's too a! Damn the war, we lost such an excellent virus expert. May the world peace, never war! 】

broken glass: [little sister looks familiar, do you think? 】

Xiaojiu of Yanjiang family: [this young lady looks like a beauty of song porcelain! 】

the flood of Yanjiang's house: [yes! I have said what I want to say upstairs. I also think that Song Fei's little sister is very similar to the beauty of song porcelain. It's not a bit like it, it's very much like it! 】

Zhan ye: [song porcelain, Song Fei... Are all surnamed song. Are they really a family? 】

somehow, the focus of the review area is getting more and more skewed. Everyone is wondering whether song porcelain is related to Song Fei, a dead virus expert.

They look so similar that not all their relatives can explain it. With the attitude of proof, song porcelain fans also sent a private letter asking song porcelain about it.

Han Zhan has to work overtime in the evening. Song porcelain is doing nothing at home alone, and she is also holding her mobile phone and brushing her microblog. She opened her microblog and saw that she had tens of thousands of private messages that she hadn't read. She planned to pick out a few private messages to reply to.

When I opened the private message interface, I saw that many people were asking if she and Song Fei were relatives. Song porcelain was still a little surprised. How do netizens know that she and Song Fei are relatives?

Song porcelain found the video by following the vine. When he saw Song Fei, who was chatting and laughing with his colleagues in the video, song porcelain's calm mood suddenly turned sour.At 9:20 this night, song porcelain, which has not been more popular for half a month, has finally updated its dynamic.

Song song song song porcelain V: [Song Fei and I are twin sisters. Since she was a child, she has shown an extraordinary intelligence quotient. I adore and admire her very much, especially when I memorize by rote and get more than 80 points, and she can get full marks in any exam.

Just as there can't be two same leaves in the world, there is a big difference between Song Fei and me. She is quiet, silent, mature and wise. I'm noisy, talkative, childish and silly.

But I was so stupid, but Song Fei protected me in my arms for a lifetime.

I still remember that 14 years ago in Bijiang City, when the earthquake came, Song Fei gave up the chance to escape and pulled me, who was still sleeping, to escape together. At the moment the house collapsed, she threw me into a stronger bathroom. But she and her house fell into ruins, injured and became a vegetable for eight years.

Song Fei gave me this life.

She always called me a little fool, a little fool, a little counsellor, a little fool. When she looked at me, she always wrote the word "dislike" in her eyes. But in a crisis, the person who will protect me on the tip of my heart is Song Fei, who loves to bully me.

So far, I still feel that Song Fei's death is like a dream, and can't accept the fact that she has passed away.

But I have to wake up. I have to accept the fact that you are leaving. After you leave, I will become an orphan in this world. No one will call me a little fool and protect me like a heart.

Song Fei, there must be no war in heaven.

You are in heaven, you must be safe. 】Song porcelain was originally a popular microblog. Another hero mentioned in this micro blog happened to be Song Fei, a late virus expert who had just attracted attention on Weibo a few days ago.

As soon as her microblog was sent out, she was promoted by the mysterious public relations department to climb on the hot microblog search at the fastest speed.

When song porcelain found out that he was on the hot search again, he was surprised. When did she become so popular?

No longer thinking about it, song porcelain turned off her cell phone and lay in bed trying to fall asleep. But she couldn't sleep. She was struggling to get up and watch a movie. Suddenly she heard the door open downstairs.

Song porcelain was startled.

She walked out of bed, opened Han Zhan's safe and took out a gun.

This is Han Zhanbei at home.

Han Zhan is sensitive in his identity and has met several killers. He always cares about the unexpected places with defensive weapons. Han Zhan specially told song porcelain that if there was any danger at home, he could use it to protect his life.

Han Aoyu also said this to song porcelain.

Song porcelain held the cold heavy gun, and his heart jumped to his throat.

In the dark, she went to the root of the wall beside the door. Song porcelain leaned against the wall and opened the safety sleeve like Han Zhan taught her. She was armed with a gun in both hands and her index finger on the trigger, ready to shoot.

The first time he did this, song porcelain's tense breathing became heavy. The footstep sound of the comer is very heavy. Song porcelain carefully distinguishes and listens, trying to distinguish the gender from the footstep sound.

It's a man or a woman who hasn't figured out yet, but I think his pace frequency is familiar with his voice.

The man unscrewed the door and came in. He was a big man about 1.9 meters tall.

See no one in the room, Han Zhan micro squint blue eyes. Subconsciously, he reached for his mobile phone and wanted to call song porcelain to ask her where she was.

Just then a man came out from behind the door. The man raised his gun. Before he got close to Han Zhan, he suddenly turned around and directly twisted song porcelain's arm and buckled it behind her.

Song porcelain arm numb, the pistol fell directly to the ground. "Oh, it hurts, brother Han!" Song porcelain face ache white.

Han Zhan pressed song porcelain's arm. He leaned over her ear and said, "when your brother Han plays with guns, you are still in the bubble machine."

Song porcelain continued to wail: "let me go, my arm is going to break!"

Han Zhan finally showed mercy and released song porcelain.

Song Ci rubbed his aching arm muscles and looked at Han Zhan with tears in his eyes. He could not help accusing him: "Why are you so rude? You've guessed it's me, and you won't let me

"I have been gentle enough for you." She had never seen him really ferocious. He was once known as the hungry wolf in Southwest China. Once he found the target, he would bite the other side and not let go.

Han Zhan's ruthlessness is famous in the southwest.

Han Zhan bent down to pick up the gun on the ground and said to song porcelain, "don't touch this thing." Put the things back in the safe, Han Zhan turned to stare at Song porcelain for a while, and suddenly said, "the sleeping skirt is off."

Song porcelain a Leng, subconsciously said: "want?" She was quite surprised. It was rare for Han Zhan to be so direct.

Hearing the three words "wanted", Han Zhan was shocked.

After taste, Rao is Han Zhan can't help but help laughing. "Are you going to laugh me to death?" Han Zhan laughed for a long time, then said: "I want you to take off your nightdress, change clothes, we are going out.""You don't say a word clearly, deliberately provoking reverie..." Song porcelain doesn't feel that his brain is dirty, if you want to blame Han Zhan, he says half.

After changing his clothes, song porcelain asked Han Zhan, "what are you going out for? Eat supper? "

"See you personally." Han Zhan deliberately shows off the mystery and doesn't say who the man is.

"To whom?"

"You'll find out later."

Song porcelain was pulled away from home by Han Zhan and walked into the elevator. Song porcelain asked Han Zhan, "aren't you very busy with your work? Why did you come back all of a sudden? "

"Because that person is very important, he has to take you to see him, so he's off duty."

"Who the hell is it? It's so mysterious." Song porcelain eyes slightly turn, opened a humorous joke, "you won't have a cow roaring godfather, right? It's more powerful than Mo ballad. "

"No

"That's not interesting."

Along the way, song porcelain didn't ask Han Zhan who he was going to see. With Han Zhan at his side, song porcelain felt at ease.

"Here it is."

Song porcelain dozed off in the car. Hearing this, she opened her eyes and turned her head to look out of the window. When she saw the word "Xinqiao Hospital" hanging on the second floor platform of the hospital building, her eyes suddenly froze.

This is the place where the last song porcelain passed away. As soon as she got close to it, she felt a sense of resistance. "What are you doing here?" She felt a dull pain in her chest and choked.

Han Zhan: "I said, come to see an important person, the person you want to see most."

Song porcelain by Han Zhan make some trouble, "you don't say I won't go up." She hated the feeling of being teased over and over again.

Han Zhan turns off the car and unfastens his seat belt. He looks through the front windshield at the position of the 6th floor diagonally above. "Song Fei is up there. Do you want to go up?"

Hearing this, song porcelain was stunned on the spot.

She sat in the middle of the car chair with her eyes wide open, filled with anger that had been fooled by her beloved. "Han Zhan, you can't cheat me!" Song porcelain's voice is very cold, but the expression on his face is fragile.

"At nine o'clock this evening, someone reported that director Zhu of Xinqiao cardiac surgery had conspired with Mu Mian, chairman of Xinqiao, to illegally dissect a living person and steal a living heart. The police attached great importance to this matter, and immediately sent people to the scene to investigate and confirm that the report is true. Director Zhu and Mu Mian have been taken to the police station. "

Han Zhan wiped the tears off song porcelain's face and told her, "Song porcelain, the man who was almost killed by Mu Mian, is Song Fei."

"How could it be!" Song porcelain is staring at Han Zhan with tears in her eyes. She holds her mouth in both hands and cries, "Song Fei Ming Ming is dead. Her ashes are still in the Sabbath hall. I personally took them from Mr. Fu!"

"Han Zhan, you can't cheat me!"

Can't give her hope, let her into despair.

"I don't lie to you." Han Zhan tried to take song porcelain's hands off his face. He held song porcelain's cold hand tightly and coaxed song porcelain like a child: "porcelain treasure, Song Fei is still alive. She's upstairs in the inpatient ward. I'll take you to see her

Song porcelain with tears, nodded.

Song Ci ran into the inpatient building of Xinqiao Hospital at a high speed. During the process of going upstairs, Song Ci hated the slow elevator and stamped his feet.

Waiting for the elevator to stop on the sixth floor, the door opened, song porcelain ran out regardless. Song porcelain ran wild in the corridor, looking for a bed while running. When he saw bed 45, song porcelain suddenly stopped.

She took small steps to the door of the ward, put her hand on the doorknob, but lost the courage to open the door.

She was afraid to open the door.

If there is no Song Fei inside, just a happy empty scene, what should we do?

"Porcelain treasure." Han Zhan put his hand on the back of song porcelain's hand. With a slight force, he opened the door. When the door was opened, the light in the ward slipped out. Song porcelain slowly looked up and looked inside.

As the door was completely pushed open, the panoramic view of the ward was also displayed in the sight of song porcelain.

In the room, there are four beds. There is a small bed for sleeping between the bed and the aisle of the bed. The families of the patients lie on the cot to doze off. In the hospital bed by the window, there was a woman alone, still wearing sterile surgical clothes.

The woman's short hair is longer than her ears, her cheeks are too thin, her cheekbones are prominent, and her skin color is haggard and pale. She fell asleep, her breathing was light and slow, and she had a kind of innocence of being ignorant of the world.

Song porcelain stares at Song Fei's face, and tears burst into her eyes again.

She rushes to the bed by the window, hugs Song Fei's shoulder tightly, buries her head in Song Fei's neck socket and cries bitterly. "Elder sister..." a elder sister called out, song porcelain collapsed on the spot and cried.

Song porcelain was so excited that he woke up the two sleeping family members. The family members sat up in confusion and looked at the collapsed song porcelain and the tall man behind him. Their expressions were a little confused.

Han Zhanfang apologized to these family members and patients with a low posture, "sorry, my wife is a little too excited, noisy everyone."

They were all people who were so desperate by their illness that they could understand song porcelain's gaffe. "It's OK. It's human nature."A slightly obese male family member asked Han Zhan, "what's the relationship between you and that little girl?" They didn't see Song Fei's relatives accompany her all the time. They thought Song Fei was an orphan.

As a vegetable for eight years, Song Fei was shrunken and thin, and his chest was no bigger than the back of his chest. She lay there quietly, looking like an underage high school girl, and it's no wonder they called her a little girl.

Song porcelain has been crying with her head buried. We can't see her appearance clearly. If we can see clearly, we can guess the relationship between her and the patient.

"That's my wife's sister." Han Zhan leaned against the railing of Song Fei's hospital bed. He told the family members, "although my sister-in-law is only 22 years old, she is a virus expert!"

"Some time ago, my sister-in-law went to Africa with Fu Hanshen, the top virus expert in our country, to study the Ebola virus. Unexpectedly, there was a war there, and my aunt died unfortunately."

Han Zhan looked back at Song Fei, who was sleeping in bed. He shook his head and said in a complex look: "Mr. Fu brought her ashes back to China. My wife personally put the urn in the Sabbath. We all think that my sister-in-law is dead, but she is still alive

"My wife cried so badly, just too surprised and happy." Han Zhan is an honest and kind-hearted young man. What he says from his mouth is convincing and beyond doubt.

A younger male patient suddenly said, "Mom, this big brother, your sister-in-law is not Song Fei, is she! That's it, virus expert Song Fei! "

This man is also in his early twenties, and he is also a net worm. The death of Song Fei, a virus expert, a few days ago, has aroused a lot of attention.

He just saw it.

Han Zhan has not answered, the man's mother turned around and looked at Song Fei's Hospital identity information. Seeing the name, she told her son, "it's Song Fei."

The man exclaimed again. "Such a thing

Han Zhan shook his head and sighed, "well, we don't know what's going on here. Do you think it's strange that people who were judged dead have been cremated, but are still alive? "

"Of course, we are happy and excited that my sister can live. But is it strange that a person who should have been studying virus in Africa died and appeared in China for no reason? We are her closest people, and we are always entitled to know the truth. "

Smell speech, the man suddenly looked at the door. "Mom, you go and close the door." He shut the door obediently.

The man lowered his voice and told Han Zhan: "I was smoking in the stairwell before. I heard the doctors on duty say that the director of cardiac surgery in our hospital received a bribe from the chairman of the hospital and nearly had a live heart section."

"Fortunately, someone noticed their plot and called the police in time to prevent the murder."

"Before, it was the ward where the police escorted your sister-in-law personally. They all said that Miss Song was that unfortunate ghost." In just an hour, this story has spread all over the building. Who else in this building doesn't know about director yuan and director mu?

Therefore, the young people talk about this matter in an orderly manner, just as they know all the inside information and have witnessed it with their own eyes.

"Such a thing Han Zhan was very angry. He smashed his fist on the bedstead, gritted his teeth and asked, "why do they do this! I'm going to risk going to jail and dig my sister-in-law's heart for what? "

The man looked hesitant and said in a low voice: "I heard that it seems that director Mu's daughter has a heart disease and her blood type is special, so she can't find a suitable heart. Your sister-in-law happens to match the heart of director Mu's daughter, and almost becomes the ghost of director yuan. "

Han Zhan, these are the secrets. He was satisfied that any patient knew the inside story.

Han Zhan is very good at acting. When he heard what the man said, he was shocked. "How can..." Han Zhan worried to song porcelain.

Seeing that song porcelain had stopped crying and was listening to them, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Song porcelain is not stupid. I heard Han Zhan say so much just now. Song porcelain already understood what kind of ghost idea Han Zhan was playing. Seeing Han Zhan looking over, song porcelain shook his head and trembled his lips. He looked very fragile.

She whispered in disbelief, "it's impossible! It's not true! "

Seeing that song porcelain didn't believe it, the young man let out a cry and said, "what's wrong? The daughter of director Mu had a heart attack last night and was sent to the hospital. Now she is still living in the VIP ward upstairs!"

After hearing the man's words, song porcelain's body shook and her eyes turned white. She was about to faint. Han Zhan was startled and helped song porcelain. "Porcelain treasure!"

Song porcelain is leaning against Han Zhan's arms. She cries and grabs Han Zhan's collar. He cried and asked, "Han Zhan, how can my father do this to me! Even if I'm just an adopted daughter, I'm also his child for eight years! How can he be so cruel, in order to save his own daughter, can he cruelly kill my sister? ""Yes, I admit that, having raised me for eight years and paid for my sister's recuperation for eight years, the Mu family is indeed very kind to our sisters. But I have also paid back all the money that Mu family spent for us in the past eight years! I know that our sisters should be grateful for the care of the Mu family, but we don't have to fight for each other with our lives! "

"Mu Qiu's life is noble, but is my sister's life mean?"

"A person who studies viruses far away in Africa can also be brought back home. How capable he is

"If I don't succeed in catching my sister, is he going to kill me and steal my heart to save her daughter?"

Song porcelain's words, half of which are sincere words of heart and lung, and half of which are intended to make people cry for acting.

A group of people in the ward, after hearing this amazing secret, were dumbfounded.

What?

The director mu, in order to save his daughter, even his adopted daughter's sister had to do it? As the girl said, if he didn't catch Song Fei, would he really be cruel to his daughter who has been raising for eight years!

Is he still human?

Is it human?

Even if he took care of the two sisters for eight years, they still had to pay back their money. Do they have to pay for their lives?

The life of the daughter of a rich family is worth a lot of money, but the life of a human virus expert is not worth it?

Ah, bah!

The value of a virus expert is much more than that of a delicate lady!

The young man suddenly said, "I heard that the director Mu is not only a hospital, but also his Chaoyang company and Yuese shopping website! Look, I'll make him bankrupt and lose his reputation if I don't expose him! "

People can't afford to stir up the flames. The youth took the lead in expressing their dissatisfaction. Other patients and their families also took part in it to fight against the crimes of Mu Mian and director Zhu.

"Bah! Such an animal, or an entrepreneur, is really a disgrace to the entrepreneur! Dr. Zhu is not an individual. As a doctor, he kills people even if he doesn't save them! "

"This little girl is a virus expert! That is a great man who really seeks for the good of mankind. They dare to murder her in disregard of the law! It's not a human being

"We must expose the disgust of these people, and let the whole nation attack them! Do justice to the little girl

"Yes! If you make a big fuss about it, you don't want to settle it with money! "

Song porcelain cried and fainted. Han Zhan was worried about his wife's health, so he went to see a doctor. Let this group of people filled with indignation, with a mobile phone began to explode.

So in the middle of the night, an explosive post named "Mu Mian, chairman of Chaoyang company, is not a human, suspected of murdering virus expert Song Fei" appeared on microblog, Zhihu, Tianya, Douban and other platforms at the same time.

There is no lack of night owls late at night. When we saw these revelations, our hands were shaking with anger. They reprinted and commented on the news one after another, trying to stir up the heat of the topic and let more people see the true face of Mu Mian.

Zhihu netizen: [I always know that people are dangerous, but I don't know that they can be vicious here! Such a villain is really hateful. I believe that the law of our country can teach him what is called "man"! 】

Douban netizens: [the film does not dare to be such a screenwriter. Mu Mian is really ruthless. He still hopes to be an excellent entrepreneur in Dongcheng! Looking at his face, he looks like a just and kind man. Why is his heart so black? It's true that you know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart. 】

Weibo netizen 1: [this is the biggest amazing melon of the year! 】

netizen 2: [how much skill does Mu Mian have to reach out to Kinshasa? And a group of doctors who should have saved the dying and wounded, who were bribed, dare to take the heart of a living person. The knife in their hands is not a scalpel for saving the dying but a butcher's knife for killing people. 】

netizen 3: [your daughter's life is her life, but our virus experts' life is not? It has long been said that song porcelain broke off the relationship with the Mu family. Now it seems that song porcelain may have been aware of Mu Mian's human face and beast heart. Now I have to doubt whether Mu Mian's adoption of song porcelain sisters is a kind heart, or a different idea. 】

netizen 4: [what I said upstairs, I was afraid of it. As you may not know, song porcelain and song Feishi are identical twin sisters, and their blood types are the same. Since Song Fei's HLA value is suitable for Mu's family, so is song porcelain. If Mu Mian fails to capture his sister Song Fei, will he reach out to his adopted daughter Song Ci? 】

netizen 5: [my God, after reading our analysis, I have to doubt whether Mu Mian wanted to do a good deed or had a plan for it. 】

< 6? I'm afraid it's not doing good, but paying for your own evil! 】

netizen 4: [mu Mian's mind is so deep that it's creepy. 】

...

at dawn, hot searches such as Mu Mian, chairman of Chaoyang, Xinqiao Hospital, director yuan of Xinqiao, suspected murder of virus expert, etc., occupied almost all the hot search columns of microblog on that day.

All of them scolded Mu Mian and director yuan bloody. They almost went to the police station and smashed them in the face with eggs.And the pressure of public opinion has also caused a lot of pressure on the police to handle cases.

"This matter has aroused the attention of the people of the whole country and must be thoroughly investigated!" He is used to all kinds of criminal methods and motives, and is also a new look by Mu Mian.

He wanted to receive the phone call before his arrival, and Chen Ju's expression was even colder. He reminded the elite subordinates: "the victim's identity is also special. I only knew that she was not only Mr. Fu's student, but also Mr. Han's family member."

Smell speech, a subordinate can't help but ask: "which old Mr. Han?"

Chen Bureau glanced at the person who opened his mouth, and said without good breath: "which old Mr. Han do you mean? The whole wangdongcheng, who can I call Mr. Han respectfully? "

Liu An'an's eyelids leaped wildly, "this..."

although the old Mr. Han retired and didn't care about anything, no one dared to despise him. Even if their immediate superior sees Mr. Han, he must be respectful.

"We will find out the matter as soon as possible and give the victim an account."

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Song porcelain "faint" did not wake up from the hospital bed until the next morning.

Han Zhan bought her warm porridge and packed it in an incubator. After Song Ci woke up, he ate porridge bought by Han Zhan and listened to him report on the progress of the night.

"Now the power of public opinion is enough to drown Mu Mian and his daughter. Next, we have to wait." Waiting for the police and the court to sentence Mu Mian.

Song porcelain frowned, lack of interest. "He tried to kill. He won't be sentenced for a long time. Public opinion is terrible, but law is fundamental. " Song porcelain is not willing to just go to this step, just a few years of prison, just cheap that animal.

"Is my sister awake?" Song Fei is the most concerned about song porcelain.

"Wake up."

Song porcelain opens the quilt and wants to get out of bed to find Song Fei. Han Zhan but hold her, "you don't go, Yan Jiang is there, you go also don't want to see Song Fei."

"Ah Jiang is here, too?" Yes, last night's incident was so sensational that Yan Jiang must have known that Song Fei was still alive. According to Yan Jiang's concern about Song Fei, he must have been running to the hospital all night.

"What's Yanjiang's reaction?" Yan Jiang must have been happy to get it back.

"The reaction looks quite calm." Han Zhan felt that Yan Jiang's reaction was abnormal, "at this time, the more calm the reaction, the more abnormal it would be."

"Give him some time." Song porcelain asked again, "what about Mu Qiu?"

"Mu Mian was taken away by the police last night. After Mu Qiu knew about it, he was scared and fainted. But Du Tingting has been guarding her, finding that the situation is not right, he calls the doctor over, and Mu Qiu is rescued again. " Han Zhan's tone is rather regretful, he can't help feeling, "which sister of yours, vitality is like a cockroach, very stubborn."

Song porcelain sneered, "disaster is always like this."

"I'm going to scare her." Accompanied by Han Zhan, song porcelain came to the VIP ward floor.

When they came out of the elevator, they saw Mu Qiu's room door closed, while a man in a navy blue suit was standing in front of her ward door, hesitating whether to enter.

Song porcelain stopped and looked at the man.

This is the second time that Song Dynasty porcelain has seen Cheng inkstone. In the impression of song porcelain, Cheng inkstone has always been strong and independent.

He is the real leader of the Cheng family. His words are the imperial edict. In the Cheng family, everyone follows his lead.

This is the first time song porcelain saw hesitation and uneasiness on Cheng Yanmo's face.

Cheng Yanmo hesitates between knocking on the door or turning to leave. Finally, he turns around and prepares to leave. Turning around, Cheng Yanmo sees song porcelain and Han Zhan coming out of the elevator.

See Han Zhan, Cheng inkstone pupil slightly shrink.

His reaction did not evade Han Zhan's scrutiny.

Funny, this guy is afraid of him. But last time we met, Cheng Yanmo didn't have this reaction. What made him change his attitude towards himself?

Han Zhan stroke inkstone nods, and Cheng inkstone nods to him.

Han Zhan patted song porcelain on the shoulder, "porcelain treasure, you go first, I'll wait for you outside." Seeing song porcelain enter Mu Qiu's ward, Han Zhan doesn't leave. Instead, Chao Cheng inkstone raises his jaw and sends out an invitation, "have a chat?"

Cheng Yanmo took a deep look at him and said, "good."

Between the inpatient building and the science and technology building, each floor is connected by a spacious corridor. It is cool in the morning, and there are not many people on the corridor.

Han Zhan and Cheng Yanmo walked side by side from a distance of 78cm to 80cm, and reached the place with the least people. Under them is the small playground of the hospital. In the morning, we can see high school students practicing in the basketball court of the playground.

Looking at them, Han Zhan was moved by the scene and couldn't help thinking about his high school years. At that time, he lived in school and got up early every day and ran for 40 minutes around the playground.

Only the early bird can see the most beautiful sunrise.

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