The car stopped in front of a pharmacy, and Lu Yiheng went to buy iodophor and band-aids, and carefully helped her treat the wound on her finger.

"How did it grind like this?"

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lu Yiheng would have been in disbelief, she had not only ground her nails, but also her flesh and blood, which was simply self-harm.

Even though she was just rubbing iodine, Song Tang was trembling in pain, and Lu Yiheng grabbed her hand and trembled.

"What are you...... That illness when I was a child? He asked her cautiously.

Song Tang frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer.

After the car accident, she was rescued by the local villagers, who had nothing on her body to prove her identity and did not speak, so the local hospital had no choice but to send her to a welfare home for temporary stay.

In the welfare home, she was the youngest child at that time, and because she didn't speak, everyone called her a little mute.

The little mute is very quiet, no matter how much she teases her, she doesn't laugh, and the little mute often makes weird moves, crying for no reason, hurting herself while crying.

The orphanage brought in a doctor, who said she had post-traumatic stress disorder.

At that time, the partners were still young, and only the biggest Lu Yiheng had a slight impression.

The little mute lived in the welfare home for two years, and her relatives came to her.

When they met again, they were both grown up.

Song Tang joined a volunteer alliance called "Baby Come Home" in his freshman year, nicknamed Little Dumb, and then went around and found his former friends again.

When he saw her at that time, the little mute would talk and laugh, and be optimistic and cheerful, so he always thought that her illness had been cured.

Song Tang looked down at his bloody fingers, and said painfully but helplessly: "Maybe it's a recurrence......"

The sentence "recurrence" made Lu Yiheng feel distressed, he had seen her scratch herself with a fruit knife when she was a child, and the blood stained the mattress and quilt red, which was very terrible.

He raised his hand, touched her head like he did when he was a child, and then gently took her into his arms, "Don't be afraid, there is Brother Heng here." ”

A warm current poured into Song Tang's heart, and Lu Yiheng was like a life-saving straw in the deep sea, suddenly appearing beside her who was dying and struggling.

"Keep it a secret for me, Brother Heng."

"Okay, you take a rest and don't think about anything."

Lu Yiheng's comfort played a role, Song Tang's tense nerves slowly let go, coupled with the lack of sleep the night before, she gradually became sleepy at the moment, and she really fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the disturbing phone rang suddenly.

Lu Yiheng didn't even look at it and hung up immediately.

"Tsk......" he sighed secretly, it was Rong Chuqin's call.

Sure enough, the phone came again, and as soon as the screen lit up, he pressed the sound out.

But the phone has not been interrupted, and the three words "Rong Chuqin" stubbornly appear on the screen.

Lu Yiheng made a psychological trade-off, this call, whether to answer or not, is not appropriate.

When the call came for the third time, he took a deep breath and answered, "Hello? ”

Rong Chuqin on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and only after three or five seconds did he have a voice, "Who are you?" How could Song Tang's mobile phone be with you? What about Song Tang? ”

"Mr. Rong, I am Lu Yiheng."

“……”

"Song Tang is asleep."

If it weren't for his parents and sister at home, Rong Chuqin's temper would definitely have flare-up on the spot, he held back his anger and asked, "Where is it?" ”

Ten minutes later, a dazzling Maybach pulled up on the side of the downtown street and shook its head with the head of an ordinary black sedan.

Rong Chuqin was wrapped tightly, and the black mask covered most of his face with a red rash, but his cold eyes still revealed his dissatisfaction and anger at the moment.

As soon as he got out of the car, he walked to the black car, there was no one in the front seat, they were all in the back seat, and as soon as he opened the car door, he saw Song Tang leaning on Lu Yiheng's shoulder, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Lu Yiheng didn't want to make a senseless dispute, so he hurriedly raised Song Tang's finger to show him.

Rong Chuqin's eyebrows tightened, resisted the urge to torture loudly, and said, "Let her lie down, you get out of the car." ”

He didn't want to carry her out, but it would definitely wake her up.

Lu Yiheng did so, gently put the person down on the back seat, and got out of the car lightly.

On the side of the road, Rong Chuqin said straight to the point: "Please explain." ”

The principle of his love for Song Tang is that if there is a misunderstanding, explain it immediately, and if there is a doubt, it will never happen overnight, and there will never be a cold war.

Lu Yiheng said truthfully: "I passed by here and happened to see her fainting on the side of the road and her hand was also injured, so I helped her to the car to rest." ”

"How did it hurt?"

"I don't know."

Rong Chuqin's questioning method is like a police interrogating a criminal, without giving any face at all, "Where did she faint?" ”

"The back intersection."

"Why did you faint?"

"She said low blood sugar."

"Why don't you take it to the hospital?"

"She said no."

"She said no, she didn't need it?"

Lu Yiheng was also annoyed, he didn't want to see Rong Chuqin, he asked rhetorically, "What does Rong always think I should do?" ”

"......" Rong Chuqin's chest was blocked, and he threatened fiercely, "All the intersections are monitored, I will verify what you said one by one, but if I find out that you have misbehaved towards my wife, I will not spare you." ”

Lu Yiheng was speechless, only sneering.

Rong Chuqin walked in, handed him the car keys, "Change the car." ”

Lu Yiheng was very calm on the surface, but he was very flustered in his heart, and he glanced at the heavyweight luxury car with tens of millions of dollars, and his entire car was inferior to a door of others.

"Where's your car keys, hurry."

"Are you sure?"

"What nonsense, tomorrow my driver will contact you to change the car."

...... "Being rich is capricious."

Rong Chuqin drove very slowly, focusing on stability, always worried that she would wake her up.

He knew that she hadn't slept well in the hospital all night last night, and he also knew that she had been nervous in order to find Zheng Li's fault, and he knew that she had a lot of things hidden in her heart.

He will not force her to say, he will patiently wait for her to take the initiative to tell him, just as he can endure humiliation for seven years, patiently and firmly ask for a happy marriage.

When she got home, as soon as the car stopped, Rong Chuqin got out of the car and walked to the back seat, it seemed that she was really tired and still slept deeply.

He bent down, got into the car, and slowly picked her up.

Just hugged out, Song Tang was half-asleep and half-awake, and whispered weakly, "Brother Heng, don't tell him." ”

Rong Chuqin was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that her ten fingers were wrapped in band-aids, and the injuries were so abnormal, her worry greatly overshadowed the vinegar.

He sighed, hugged her, and walked to the elevator hall.

Upstairs, Rong Congmu and Chu Xinyue were in the living room, and only Rong Chuen slept.

Seeing this, Chu Xinyue was taken aback, "What's the matter?" ”

When he arrived at the bright place where there was a light, Rong Chuqin also found that the place where Song Tang's finger was injured was at the sharp mouth, and the band-aid couldn't be attached at all, and when he looked at it under the strong light, the flesh and blood were blurred.