"How dare Song Changji do such a thing!?"

Feng Wenxi was even more shocked!

In fact, he still felt a little unbelievable. If Song Changji really put medicine in the meal, wouldn’t it be like tearing his face apart!

Although Song Changji and Song Chaoshan had some conflicts, Song Chaoshan was the number one person in Jiangsu today. If Song Changji dared to do this, would he still be able to mess around in the future?

"My father became so sick because he had a meal at Song Changji's house! It wasn't his move, but who did it?! What's hateful is that this kid doesn't know where he hid, and he hasn't found anyone yet! However, if he can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple! His property is in Suzhou, I don't believe it. Can he still leave Suzhou? Sooner or later, I will kill this bastard to avenge this!"

Song Wentang shouted loudly!

Feng Wenxi glanced at Song Wentang's angry look and thought to himself that your father had eaten something? Did Song Chaoshan deliberately pretend to be sick at this critical moment to push the burden on him?

Of course, he was just thinking about it in his heart, but he didn't dare to really say it out.

"Have you seen it with a doctor?"

"I've seen it last night!"

"What does the doctor say?"

"The doctor guessed that he had eaten something bad, so he prescribed a prescription to stop diarrhea first, and then check if there were any other symptoms. Now, I have taken two decoctions, and my father's symptoms have been relieved, but they have not stopped completely..."

Feng Wenxi took a step forward and grabbed Song Chaoshan's hand: "Mr. Song, I just received the news that Wang Hai had already set off two days ago and returned to Suzhou! If nothing unexpected happens, he will be there in at most three days! Now is the time to burn your eyebrows, so you must not fall down!"

"What?!"

Song Chaoshan was shocked when he heard this and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but his body was too weak. Although he had used all his strength, he still couldn't sit up!

"Dad! Don't be excited, your body is the most important thing!"

Song Wentang hurried over to comfort him.

Song Chaoshan ignored Song Wentang at all, stared at Feng Wenxi, and said in a weak but firm tone: "Old Feng, we only have three days! We must do the business of buying fields under the brand of the Manufacturing Bureau before Wang Hai returns! Otherwise, we will be dead!"

"That's the reason! But that boy Song Changji doesn't know where he has been hiding! If he can't find someone, he can't do this!"

Feng Wenxi rubbed her hands in a hurry.

"Song Changji did this last night, which has been shown his attitude. He is unwilling to buy fields under the brand of the Weaving Bureau, nor is he willing to tie him to the same boat with us!"

"He doesn't want to buy land under the brand of the Manufacturing Bureau, then...what should I do?"

"Old Feng, there is no problem with the grain ships on the Grand Canal?"

"No problem! I sent soldiers from the Nisi Office to guard the grain ships day and night! As long as I don't have my warrant, no one can touch those grain ships!"

Song Chaoshan responded softly and said, "At present, since Song Changji does not show up, he can only make people pretend to be Song Changji and buy fields under the sign of the Manufacturing Bureau!"
Chapter completed!