Out of curiosity, Anne still followed Xia Menglan.

She still has reservations about Xia Menglan's cancer, like her, the ghost knows what medicine is sold in the gourd.

The elevator stopped, and Anne poked out half of her head, looking left and right.

Her eyes fell on Xia Menglan's body, and she watched her walk into the oncology department.

A few minutes later, she saw Xia Menglan walking out of the oncology department with the report card.

Xia Menglan leaned against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, her body seemed to be unable to lift any strength, and even a thin test report did not have the strength to hold it.

The report fell to the ground, and she roared hoarsely, and then crouched on the ground and burst into tears.

Seeing this, even if Anne is a fool, she can see that Xia Menglan is really sick.

"You can't go down?"

Anne's actions made the other patients disgusted, and also made Xia Menglan look at her.

She retracted her head, for fear of being seen by Xia Menglan.

"Annie!"

But she still underestimated Xia Menglan's eyes.

She had already been discovered, and it was difficult to run away again, so she had to reluctantly walk out of the elevator, still glancing at Xia Menglan with a look at the enemy who killed her father.

Xia Menglan stood up against the wall, she took out sunglasses from her bag, covering her crying red eyes.

In an instant, she changed from a cancer patient to an invincible actress, Xia Menglan raised her neck, condensed at Annie, and asked in a cold voice: "You follow me!?" ”

Anne suddenly sneered, pointed to her nose, and then pointed at Xia Menglan: "I follow you?" Don't be funny. ”

She is a bit of a thief, don't look away and don't look at Xia Menglan.

Xia Menglan folded her hands and circled them in front of her chest: "Then why did you appear in the hospital?" ”

"I ......" Anne thought about it, this woman was a madman, and now she had cancer, if he knew that she was only in this hospital, the ghost knew if this woman would do anything to hurt her, so Anne lied, "You don't need to care." ”

Xia Menglan looked at the test report on the ground, and hurriedly squatted down and picked it up: "I warn you, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Although her movements were only for a moment, Anne still saw the handwriting on the report sheet - stage 3 breast cancer.

The name of the report belongs to Xia Menglan.

It turned out that she really had cancer, and Anne's face did not turn very good, she didn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Xia Menglan suddenly grabbed Anne's arm.

Anne turned her head, glanced at Xia Menglan's hand holding her arm, frowned and asked, "What else are you going to do?" ”

"I ......" Xia Menglan wanted to speak and stopped, and muttered for a long time before saying, "Please...... Don't let the media know. ”

"I'm not familiar with you, so there's no need to make a fuss about your illness." Anne withdrew her hand, her voice low and thin.

Watching her walk into the elevator, the corners of Xia Menglan's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she pulled out a sly smile, and the beautiful eyes behind the sunglasses were cold and cold.

Anne also forgot the coffee she wanted to buy, and rushed into Song's hospital room.

"Only ......"

Song only fell asleep when she was woken up by Annie vigorously, her wound was painful for a while, and she quickly opened her eyes: "You want to murder!?" ”

Anne looked excited, and hurriedly said, "Baby, really, really, really......"

"What?" Song was only confused by her headless words, plus her head hurt for a while, she frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

"Oh, Xia Menglan...... She...... She really got cancer. When Anne was talking, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and she even gloated a little: "Breast cancer, stage 3." ”

"Really?"

Song only heard the words, and was suddenly stunned.

Anne hurriedly nodded: "Really, the pearls are not so real." ”

She sat next to Song Zhizhi and leaned in: "She has done so many bad things, and getting this disease can be regarded as retribution." ”

As a woman, she can more or less understand Xia Menglan's feelings, stage III breast cancer, if Xia Menglan wants to save her life......

She didn't think any longer, and after a while, she and Anne fell asleep in the hospital bed.

When Song only woke up, it was already the next day.

Shen Lang's hand pulled up her long hair and pressed it against her face, looking at her softly and affectionately: "Awake?" ”

Song only nodded: "When did you come?" ”

"It's been a while." Shen Lang's voice was gentle and gentle, like a beautiful butterfly, which fell on Song Zhizhi's heart: "Does your head still hurt?" ”

Although Song only felt that her head hurt a lot, when facing Shen Lang, she still said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

She knew how busy Shen Lang's work was, but he still appeared in front of her when she opened her eyes, which made Song Zhizhi's heart warm, and she nestled into his arms and let him kiss her face.

Chirping......

Shen Yuan always broke the rare warmth of the two people when he was most uncomfortable: "Brother, I just ......"

He turned around abruptly and quickly changed his words: "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." ”

Shen Lang raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes like an eagle falcon, as if staring at his prey, condensed Shen Yuan, he was wondering if he should be sent to the frontier: "Go out." ”

Shen Yuan hurriedly fled, huddled at the door and shivered.

You must know that this is the result, even if you kill him, he will not follow.

After a while, Song Zhizhi's voice came from the ward: "Come in." ”

Shen Yuan pushed open the door of the ward and said with a smile: "Are you finished?" ”

Hearing this, Song only felt weird, blushed, and watched Shen Yuan walk in.

He sat down in the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the two of them with a grin.

"You don't have to stay in the hospital, Anne asked the doctor yesterday, I just have a skin injury, it's not a big deal, just rest for a few days.

It is inconvenient for the two of them to stay here, and besides, she is not seriously injured, so she will not be so popular.

Shen Lang did not stay this time, but left happily after kissing Song Zhi's forehead.

He sat in the car, his face was gloomy, yesterday the incident happened suddenly, he tied all his heart to Song Zhi's body, he didn't have time to think about it at all, last night, after careful consideration, Shen Lang suddenly felt that he was smashed by the ceiling...... It's a bit absurd.

Not to mention...... The lounge where Song was only located was Li Yunyun's.

As a top star in China, Li Yunyun has been insured from head to toe, no matter what occasion she goes into, her assistant is like an excellent agent, and even, even if it is a hair on the carpet of the hotel, they can find out, not to mention, it is the ceiling of Li Yunyun's lounge, which fell and injured people because of disrepair.

Shen Lang's car stopped downstairs at Zhongyi Media.

After Shen Yuan confirmed Li Yunyun's announcement, they walked into Zhongyi Media.

The Shen Group owns 130% of the shares of Zhongyi Media, and Shen Lang, as one of the major shareholders, let alone investigate a lounge, even if it is blown up with an atomic bomb, no one will stop him.

They stepped out of the elevator, and someone opened the door of Li Yunyun's lounge for Shen Lang.

The rest room has still not been cleared, and there is still blood on the ground.

Shen Lang looked at the blood stains on the ground, and his heart seemed to have been smashed by the ceiling, and it hurt terribly.

He raised his eyes to see the broken ceiling, and when Shen Yuan was about to climb the ladder, Shen Lang grabbed him.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Shen Yuan turned his head to look at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang squinted his eyes, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was low and cold: "I'll come in person." ”

The ceiling of Li Yunyun's lounge adopts an integrated ceiling, which is a combination of HUV metal square panels and electrical appliances. Sub-gusset module, heating module, lighting module, ventilation module. Simple installation, flexible layout, easy maintenance.

This kind of ceiling is installed by connecting the aluminum gusset plate with screws, and Shen Lang climbed the ladder to carefully check each of these positions.

When he saw the connected screws, his eyes sank.

There is obviously a screw missing here, and the screw on the other side is loose, which will cause the ceiling to always be there, causing the aluminum gusset to fall off and smashing Song Zhi's head.

The weight of the aluminum gusset is not light, if it weren't for the fact that Song only sat in a position that happened to be between the cool ceilings, she would definitely be hurt even more.

This is obviously someone who did something on the ceiling, which caused Song to only be injured.

This is Li Yunyun's lounge, and what Shen Lang can't figure out is why Li Yunyun did this.

"Brother, is there any problem?" Shen Yuan looked at Shen Lang's face and asked.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It is true that someone did something that caused the ceiling to fall and injured one." ”

"Could it be Li Yunyun?"

Shen Lang frowned: "Maybe it is, maybe not." ”

He can't be sure about this matter, and he needs to continue to investigate.

After all, on the surface, Li Yunyun and Song are only not familiar, and Li Yunyun has no reason to do so.

"Make an appointment with Li Yunyun for me, I want to ask her personally." Shen Lang walked out of Li Yunyun's office, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit out a thick smoke ring.

He suddenly thought that Song only didn't like him to smoke, so he casually threw the cigarette into the trash.

"Brother, it's an appointment." Shen Yuan hung up the phone and walked in front of Shen Lang.

He frowned and rubbed his nose, he kept his eyes on the door of the break room, lost in deep thought.

Shen Lang walked to the elevator and pressed the button, but Shen Yuan didn't come over for a long time.

"What are you thinking?"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but his brows were still furrowed: "Brother, I just remembered something. ”

"Something to do with only getting hurt?" Shen Lang also seemed to see Shen Yuan's thoughts, staring at his eyes, his voice became low, and his face became more and more solemn.