Last night, she was chased and hit by several cars. Song Xiang was still a little shadowed while sitting in the car, but she remained vigilant the whole time.
When we arrived at the nursing home, the driver stayed outside, but a bodyguard followed him out of the car.
Song Xiang stopped and said calmly: "I can go in alone."
"Brother Song said, let us follow you and never leave."
Song Xiang felt that Yan Song was a bit excessive, but if he thought about it carefully, those people could arrange car accidents, and other small tricks were not impossible.
She told the bodyguard about the situation and asked him to stay in the yard and not let Xu Shuyan find out.
The bodyguard had no choice but to agree. As soon as Song Xiang turned around, he called Yan Song.
Song Xiang had no choice but to enter the sanatorium and first went to the dean's office.
The dean was a little surprised to see her with someone, so he didn't say anything and took her directly to see Xu Shuyan.
The small innermost courtyard of the sanatorium was opened separately, and only Xu Shuyan and an old lady lived there.
Song Xiang slowed down and walked in. Standing in the corridor, he saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a bench.
Xu Shuyan's face was calm, her upper and lower lips kept moving, she was obviously whispering something, but it was not the kind of murmuring, more like she was having a conversation with someone.
Song Xiang felt depressed. She knew this situation all too well and had experienced it in the past ten years.
She forced a smile and tried to make it as real as possible, calling Xu Shuyan as she walked.
"mom."
Xu Shuyan was stunned for a moment, thinking she had heard wrongly, and turned around to find Song Xiang walking over.
She stood up quickly, a little at a loss, "Xiangxiang, why are you here?"
Song Xiang trotted over, hugged her mother with a normal expression, rocked her from side to side and said, "I just came here on a business trip to see you."
Xu Shuyan let go of her and looked carefully, but still felt something was wrong, "Did the dean tell you something? You came here specially."
Song Xiang shook his head, lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes, and said with a smile: "Look at what you are wearing underneath?"
"This skirt is so beautiful..." Xu Shuyan was a little confused.
Song Xiang knew that she didn't understand, so he lied: "It's a dress."
"Dress?" Xu Shuyan blinked and touched Song Xiang's red skirt.
Song Xiang helped Xu Shuyan walk inside and said as she walked: "I just attended the birthday party of a company CEO's daughter, so I took the time to come see you."
Xu Shuyan then remembered that it was not even eight o'clock yet.
She pulled Song Xiang and reached out to touch her daughter's face, "You haven't slept all night, have you?"
Song Xiang rubbed her mother's hand, resisting the urge to cry, and grinned: "It's okay, I'll get on the plane and sleep later."
"Are you leaving soon?" Xu Shuyan was a little reluctant. She hadn't seen Song Xiang for several months.
Song Xiang felt guilty and hated that she was not a competent daughter. If she had not gritted her teeth, she would have been unable to control her tears.
"Isn't this about making money and retiring early?" Song Xiang hugged Xu Shuyan's arm and shook it gently, "In a few months, I plan to resign and take you to travel abroad."
Xu Shuyan looked surprised, "Really?"
"Of course."
Her daughter was promising, Xu Shuyan was in a good mood, she talked to Song Xiang, and she never had any auditory hallucinations.
Song Xiang suppressed her thoughts and kept talking with her. The mother and daughter chatted for more than an hour, and then Song Xiang accompanied Xu Shuyan to have breakfast.
At around nine o'clock, Song Xiang saw the bodyguard making several gestures to her. In desperation, she had no choice but to tell Xu Shuyan that there was something urgent at work.
Although Xu Shuyan suffered from mental illness, she was reasonable and reasonable. When she heard that something happened at work, she quickly let Song Xiang go and held her hand all the way to the entrance of the hospital.
Song Xiang hugged her mother and didn't speak for a long time. She wiped her tears where Xu Shuyan couldn't see her and said in a low voice: "Mom, take good care of yourself."
Xu Shuyan smiled and patted her back. She didn't look like a mental patient at all, and urged Song Xiang to leave quickly.
Song Xiang first went out under Xu Shuyan's nose, and then went to the dean's office through the back door.
The dean told her about Xu Shuyan's condition and sighed: "Actually, your mother's illness has been very stable in the past few years, but she will get sick every time during this period."
Song Xiang probably had a special reason, but she knew nothing about what happened to Xu Shuyan when she was young, so she could only ask the doctor to worry more.
Before leaving the house, the dean looked at her face and gave her a reminder.
"Mental illnesses are all hereditary. Ms. Song's work is stressful, so it's best to adjust appropriately."
Song Xiang heard the hint and smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your concern."
She said goodbye to the director and left the sanatorium with a lot of worries.
The black car that originally sent her was still there, but there was another car behind it.
Song Xiang was a little surprised. As soon as he approached, the door of the car behind him opened.
Yan Song stepped out of the car and nodded to Song Xiang, "Miss Song, please."
Song Xiang paused slightly and saw half of the man in the car through Yan Song.