Until the sky turned white, her mind was still clear, only tired but not tired.
Mo Yi was very tired, but rarely showed any dissatisfaction with her, "How about going down to eat something?"
Jiang Shu was not in the mood, "You go ahead."
She was playing with her phone in her hand. After a long time, she turned off the airplane mode and called Zhou Liangqi.
The person over there seemed to have just woken up, and his voice was hoarse, "Jiang Shu?"
She was silent for a while. At this time, she could no longer face him with her usual mentality.
"I want to ask you to do me a favor."
One advantage of Zhou Liangqi is that he doesn't ask any nonsense questions and agrees quickly.
"I want to investigate Qingying, not only her identity and personal life, but also all the evidence that she stole my drawings. I will never let her go." This is the second sentence.
Jiang Shu stood in Haicheng in the early morning, with the mist covering her face. Her voice was very soft, but it revealed a firm determination that no one could shake.
Zhou Liangqi was quiet there for a while.
Her last words were: "I know you are on the same team, and you can choose to protect her, but if you are willing to help me, I will definitely reciprocate. It is your choice. By the way, just check Fu Shiyan."
After Zhou Liangqi heard this, he just asked: "What happened to Fu Shiyan?"
Jiang Shu closed his eyes and hung up the phone.
Mo Yi bought a bag of breakfast and came back. She asked him to drive to the hospital. Before getting off the bus at the hospital, Jiang Shu suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye.
Tucked into the corner of the seat.
White.
Lace edge.
Her hands were shaking a little and she was still in disbelief. She asked: "Mo Yi, where did you pick up Fu Shiyan from yesterday?"
Mo Yi looked very embarrassed. He pursed his lips and said slightly apologetically, "I really can't say this."
So he watched helplessly as Jiang Shu pulled out a white bra from the corner of the seat. It was very sexy and the cup size was not small.
The place where she sat happened to be where Fu Shiyan usually sat.
Just as Mo Yi was about to speak, Jiang Shu had already pushed open the car door and ran to the trash can to vomit.
"..."
The hospital in the early morning is filled with the smell of disinfectant.
She sat in front of Jiang's father's hospital bed with an ugly face. She just looked at him and said slowly: "Dad, I feel unhappy..."
The only sound that responded to her was the sound of the instrument.
It's too early, Xu Ming hasn't come to work yet.
When the nurse came to check the ward, she was a little surprised to see Jiang Shu, "So early?"
She nodded belatedly, and half an hour later, Xu Ming came to check the ward as usual, and saw Jiang Shu frowning, "Xiao Shu? What's wrong with you?"
He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with her.
Xu Ming stepped forward quickly and pressed her forehead with his palm. She didn't feel any fever.
"I'm fine. I worked overtime all night last night. I just have a good time this morning."
In Xu Ming's eyes, there was only infinite distress, "Isn't there him? Why do you have to work so hard? Your health is the most important thing."
Isn't there him...
Jiang Shu said tiredly: "Brother Ming, do you also think that I am his accessory?"
Xu Ming choked, "That's not what I meant."
Jiang Shu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Didn't you say that my father is in better health? Why is there no movement yet?"
"It's much better, Xiao Shu. I believe that uncle will wake up in a while." Xu Ming glanced at the man on the hospital bed and encouraged her, "Believe me, he will be here soon."