Huo Tinggui put down his cell phone and looked at me with a dignified expression. "The prison just called to inform me that Su Jingbai was ill."
"But at this time?" Next to manna's face did not believe, "how can su Xiangyang get sick when he wants to go abroad? Does he want Su Xiangyang to stay?"
"Don't say that." I whispered.
Ganlu felt that I was too cautious and turned her lips to me. "Am I wrong? Su Jingbai is a woman who can do anything. What's the point of sacrificing Su Xiangyang in order to get out of prison?"
"I don't think so." Ruan Tang chose to stand on my side, "Su Jingbai can't get in touch with Su Xiangyang at all now. As long as we don't tell Su Xiangyang and Jiang Lai, they will never know. How can su Jingbai pass us?"
"Yes, don't think too much. It's the prison guard who called. It must be just a notice." Lawyer Liu also reached out to hold manna's shoulder.
Of course one person says, but there are so many of us.
Manna was defeated and shrugged at us. "Well, even if you are right, what should we do now? Should we call Su Xiangyang before getting on the plane?"
"I don't think so. Let Su Xiangyang go abroad for treatment, otherwise he will always think about it in his heart. It's not a good thing." I said.
Huo Tinggui also agrees with me.
As for Su Jingbai, it's nothing more than treatment.
Even in prison, there is a perfect medical system.
It's just money.
But manna happily offered to give this money.
In the face of this very different attitude, I can't help but wonder.
Just about to speak, Ganlu took the initiative to explain, "I don't want to be cheap, just Su Jingbai."
According to manna's idea, Su Jingbai must have been bullied by the female boss of the prison after she went to prison. If he died like this, wouldn't it be cheaper for her?
To cure him, let her go back and be bullied. It takes decades to be bullied!
"Then cure it. Otherwise, when Su Xiangyang comes back, he may turn against us if he knows we can't save our lives." Huo Tinggui said.
After all, our goal has been achieved.
Send Su Jingbai to prison and never see her again. That's enough.
We all thought so at that time.
Huo Tinggui allocated a sum of money from the company as Su Jingbai's medical expenses in prison, and then he didn't ask again.
Our days are also living in an orderly way.
Seeing that the time of my labor is getting closer and closer, the whole family began to work for me.
Moreover, I had signs of threatened abortion before. Before it was time for production this time, Huo Tinggui arranged me to go to the private ward and found two caregivers to take care of me.
It is no exaggeration to say that I just need to lie in bed every day to complete all my needs.
More Than This.
In order to take care of me often, Huo Tinggui also put a small desk in the corner of the ward. Some things that can not be handled in the company will be brought to the ward.
In this way, while dealing with things, he looked at me and said he was very relieved.
When I have nothing to do in my room, I will help him clean up the things on the table.
This morning, Huo Tinggui left in a hurry and the things on the table were in a mess.
One of the two escorts went out to buy me food and the other helped me find a doctor to ask about blood drawing. I was bored, so I came down for a walk and thought of cleaning up Huo Tinggui by the way.
As a result, mail fell out of the table accidentally.
I have a big stomach. It's hard to bend down and pick up things.
After spending nine cattle and two tigers, I finally picked up the things.
As a result, I saw the words "Nancheng prison" written on it.
The things sent from the prison should have something to do with Su Jingbai?
Remember, I haven't heard about Su Jingbai for a long time, and I don't know if it's all right to be ill before?
With curiosity, I opened the envelope.
As a result, I saw a large stack of medical receipts written in medical words that I couldn't understand, but there was something on it that I still recognized.
That's the stamp of the toll office.
From these receipts, the treatment was not performed in the same place.
They are Nancheng prison hospital, Nancheng fourth hospital and Nancheng hospital.
And the price is higher and higher again and again.
The high price can't tell whether the medicine is good or bad, but it can tell the severity of the disease.
Taking more and more expensive drugs shows that Su Jingbai's condition is deteriorating.
No one knows exactly what happened.
My mind rumbled like a train.
If Su Jingbai really dies or is seriously ill, tell Su Xiangyang if he will come back immediately?
If you come back, maybe you can't cure your leg.
But if you don't come back, you may regret for life.
I'm hesitating. The escort has come in.
She hurried to help me to bed, poured me water, and closed half the window, "I went to ask the doctor. Your amniotic fluid is still too little. Maybe next week, you should prepare to urge labor in advance, otherwise you are worried that the child will be in danger of hypoxia."
"Oh." I answered carelessly.
The nurse thought I was worried. She reached out and held the back of my hand and patted me to comfort me. "Don't worry. The director of the Department is the one who operates on you. The technology is very good. It will absolutely ensure that you and your child are safe!"
I, um.
He forced out a smile at the nurse, "I want to call my husband. Can you go out first?"
"OK, I'll open the water." The nurse nodded.
After the nurse went out, I called Huo Tinggui.
I called several times, and Huo Tinggui was on the phone all the time.
I wanted to give up. I wanted to say that I would wait until she came to the hospital after work.
But I was still worried and called out again.
It was precisely because of this last call that I learned a shocking secret for the first time.
When I called, the phone was connected.
Before I spoke, the agitated voice on the other end of the phone had sounded, "don't tell me how dangerous it is to run away. Don't you know? My wife is about to give birth. Now she runs out and threatens my wife. Is that all you can do in Nancheng prison? "
Run away? Nancheng prison?
With a thump at the bottom of my heart, a very bad idea has quietly risen, "who ran away?"