Chapter 712

Name:His Silent Wife Author:砂糖
When Shu Yao woke up again, it was the next morning.

First, she was shrouded in a burst of dazzling sunshine, slowly sat up, raised her hand and covered it naturally. She felt that her body seemed relaxed. She tried the temperature of her forehead, and there seemed to be some signs of fever reduction.

Slight pain came from the lower abdomen wound. She had to sit up and open her skirt. She was stunned to see the gauze pasted on the wound, white and neat.

She carefully tore open the gauze a little, and the split wound inside was sewn up again, and some medicine was added, so although it hurts a little at the moment, it's much better than before.

Shu Yao pasted the gauze again and glanced around powerlessly. The room was very simple. Even the bed was a hard board bed. Although it was hard to sleep, the bedding was complete and very clean.

It is estimated that this should be the worst room in this house!

She didn't have to think about who sewed the wound for herself, but her heart was inexplicably heavy at this time.

Lie back in bed again, empty yourself and look at the ceiling with empty eyes. Things have become like this. In the end, things have backfired.

Li Chenxi's words echoed in his mind over and over again, "why do we involve several children in our affairs?"

Yes, it's clearly between her and him. Obviously, she prepared carefully and tried every means to protect the integrity of their father and son, but how did it become like this?

At the thought that Li Zheng may never wake up, and Li Lin's legs may never recover. How old are the two children? They should suffer all this.

Is this the punishment God gave her? But why impose it on several children?

She painfully closed her eyes, raised her hand and held her forehead, "Shu Yao, if it was Shu Yao, what would she do?"

In the more than two years since I lost my memory, there has never been such a hope that I can recover all my memory immediately.

An Wanqing is not comfortable and fair after all. He can't lead God. God will put himself in their place for their sake. Even all this painstakingly planned also involves the children.

She thought for a long time. Finally, she struggled to get up and looked in the room, but she couldn't find a suitable set of women's clothes. Finally, she had to take off her clothes, wash them by hand, dry them, and throw them into the dryer.

While waiting for clothes, she stood alone on the balcony on the second floor, holding the fence with both hands and wandering downstairs aimlessly, wearing Li Chenxi's wide men's nightgown.

Inadvertently, I saw some familiar shadows in the study on the second floor of the side villa. The woman held a baby and teased repeatedly. It seems that the woman's smile is so gentle and affectionate.

Shu Yao frowned. It turned out that Lu Shaoling and Mo Wan lived next to the house.

She looked at it for a long time and watched Mo Wan's every move. She couldn't help thinking, is that the mother's expression and smile for her child?

Sure enough, she had no memory of having children, and even the most basic instinct felt strange.

She collected her eyes. When she was about to turn around, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a waiter downstairs and just arrived at the courtyard of the side villa.

Looking at the food in the hand of the waiter, Shu Yao shouted 'Gulu' in her inexplicable stomach. She lowered her head and whispered in a self mocking voice, "it's all like this. I can still feel hungry. I'm really heartless..."

She sighed with self mockery. After the clothes were dried, she changed upstairs and downstairs.

Also at this time, the doorbell of the porch rang.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mo wanwan with several kinds of meals. "Can't you think of it? I live next door to you!"

Mo wanwan is very close to her almost every time she sees her. It seems that no matter what Shu Yao's identity memory is, in her eyes, Shu Yao is Shu Yao and will never change.

She said while carrying things into the living room. Mo night put the food on the table, and then turned to Shu Yao. "A few days ago, because Shaoling's mother was unwell, we moved back to the old house for a few days. Now we're all right, so we moved back."

"If you need anything in the future, go to me." When Mo Wan spoke, he stretched out his hand to her, "hungry, I stewed chicken soup..."

She involuntarily lengthened her voice and changed her voice to say, "I ordered it, but I fried the other dishes!"

It takes time to stew chicken soup, and don't look at Shu Yu's discomfort and his face is not very good, so he specially told to add traditional Chinese medicine to make medicated chicken soup, which can nourish the body.

Shu Yao looked at her quietly. Yu Guang swept the hot food and soup on the table, slowly took a deep breath, weighed it again and again, and only said, "thank you."

"What are you doing with me?" Mo Wan threw his mouth at her, hurriedly took her to sit down, and handed the chopsticks to her.

Almost at this time, on the street not far from the outside, a red Cayenne stopped by the side of the road. A man took off the clothes of the takeout delivery man, opened the door and sat on it.

"It's added, but it's not poison. It can poison her?" The man asked suspiciously.

In the driver's seat, Shu Yuan, with long hair and a shawl, gently raised her hand and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, with a sneer on her lips.

"Also, don't you want to deal with the woman whose surname is an? What can I add to Mrs. Lu's soup?" Men chatter and questions come one after another.

Shu Yuan listened more and more bored and glanced at the man directly, "what do you know?"

With that, she threw a pile of banknotes to each other and sent the man away in a few words.

With the man's departure, Shu Yuan looked at the two houses in the distance cunningly through sunglasses. She called the largest Chinese restaurant in the city early in the morning and ordered to stew chicken soup slowly over a low fire, and the medicinal diet was still looking for the best prescription issued by traditional Chinese medicine. Would she leave it to herself?

Based on Shu Yuan's understanding of Mo wanwan, she left 100% of the soup to Shu Yao.

If she didn't use such a good opportunity to kill with a knife, wouldn't she live up to her careful planning for so long?

With the winner's sneer on her face, she sat lazily in the driver's seat and waited for an ambulance to arrive. Instead of waiting for the expected ambulance, she received a phone call.

Looking at the incoming call on the screen, she suddenly flashed stars in her eyes. She hurried to pick up the phone and whispered, "Chenxi, what's the matter? What's the matter with me?"

"Well, come to the hospital." Li Chenxi's faint, low voice could not hear anything different.

In this regard, Shu Yuan naturally won't doubt. Although Li Lin's child has exceeded her expectations, he is just a child. No one will believe what he says.

After all, when the fire exploded, she risked her life to save him. It can be said that she was a life-saving benefactor. With this level of identity blessing, Li Chenxi would not believe anything if the child's mouth was worn out!

Shu Yuan answered and immediately started the car and drove in the direction of the hospital.

At the same time, Li Chenxi also hung up the phone, stood sideways by the window in the stairs, with deep eyes, "how's the investigation?"

Huang Yi leaned down slightly and looked down. "Wu Yan doesn't seem to have any problem, but Dong Li can rest assured that our people have been staring at it all the time. Another thing is a little strange. Miss Mo contacted the hotel this morning to make medicinal meals, and Miss Wu happened to go to that hotel. Do you think it would be a coincidence?"

Coincidence?!

Li Chenxi smiled at the speech.

Since Han Cailing directed and acted by herself and saved Jiang Wenyi and Li Zheng several times, Li Chenxi has learned from the past, how can he easily believe it again?

What's more, at the scene of the fire and explosion, so many search and rescue personnel were there, but they neglected a seven-year-old child. Only Wu Yan ran out of the fire with seriously injured Li Lin on her back. Could it be just a coincidence?

I'm afraid even if it's a coincidence, it's also a coincidence designed by someone!