She first pulled a silk quilt for him, and then went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in cold water, wrung it out, and put it on his forehead.

The cold temperature made his eyebrows, which were feverish, slightly stretched, and the uncomfortable murmur in his mouth gradually became smaller.

Song Qingchun breathed a sigh of relief, dragged a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, she stared at his pale face for a while, then sighed softly and muttered: "Declare in advance, I'm not pestering you, I just don't want to see you die on the street, even if it's a stranger, I will save him, not to mention that you have helped the Song family so much......"

When Song Qingchun said this, she thought of Zheng Hao telling herself about the 100 million funds he gave to the Song family, her heart suddenly became a little confused, and she couldn't help but continue to spit out to herself on his handsome face: "You say, why are you so incomprehensible, so good when it's good, and so bad when it's bad...... You're such a freak! ”

"At the beginning, we got along so well together, I thought you regarded me as a friend, but as soon as the contract expired, you were like a different person, saying that one cut was broken in two, and it was cut in two......

"Yesterday I told myself not to have anything to do with you in the future, but today ......"

Why did he go to her house? Or did you happen to drop your clothes? I don't faint in the morning, I don't faint in the evening, but I faint when she waits for her......

Song Qingchun sighed softly again and looked away from Su Zhinian's face.

She saw that half of his legs were still hanging out of the bed, Song Qingchun was afraid that his lying posture was uncomfortable, so he first took off his shoes, and then climbed onto the bed, and pulled others to the bed with great effort, and when he covered him with the quilt, Song Qingchun once again noticed that his hand was pressed tightly on his abdomen.

Song Qingchun's movements paused slightly, and he noticed that his hand holding his abdomen was a little hard, as if he wanted to suppress some pain.

Song Qingchun stared at it for two seconds, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, so when Su Zhinian took it, he saw that there were a few drops of blood on the clothes under his palm.

Her heart fluttered violently, and she quickly unbuttoned his shirt, and then saw a huge ugly scar on his strong abdomen.

The wound of the scar should be very deep, it is covered with dense needle holes, the wound is completely healed, probably because of the hard grasp of his hand, there are a few traces of blood at the needle hole, and a lot of new flesh has grown, mixed with the dead old meat, it is a little shocking to see.

Song Qingchun's breath seemed to be taken away by something at this moment, she stared at the scar with bated breath for a long time, and then her brain turned slightly.

The scar looked new, like a recent injury, it looked like a knife wound...... And it is a straight cut to the abdomen, which is the vital part of the human body......

Song Qingchun slowly turned his head and stared at Su Zhinian, who had his eyes closed.

His lips were pale and his face was sickly...... No wonder when I saw him on the golf course a few times ago, I felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and there was a sense of sickness on his handsome face, which turned out to be because of this injury...... And tonight's high fever is probably also caused by this injury...... But when was he injured? How did you get so badly injured?