Fang Sheng heard Song Li's words and turned to look at Liu Hui.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, don't listen to his nonsense. Yingying is my niece. How could I harm her? You must believe me!"

Song Li pushed Liu Hui away and sneered: "Are you? You can tell from the test that this kind of sea fish cannot be bought in Luocheng. You need to be transported from Nanhui. Yingying is just a little girl. How much hatred is it that you can attack her."

Fang Sheng walked towards Liu Hui and said word by word: "Liu Hui, is it true?"

"Brother-in-law, you believe in an outsider and don't believe me. My sister will not forgive you even if she is in the sky. Yingying is my niece..."

A snap sounded.

Fang Sheng slapped Liu Hui and continued to ask: "Is it true?"

"Brother-in-law!!"

A bang sounded, and Fang Sheng thrust the corner of Liu Hui's mouth with blood oozing.

"I'm asking if it's true for the last time?"

"Haha, yes, it was me who did it. Why do you give him all your love? After my sister died, I followed you for six years and served you father and daughter for six years. In the end, what did you give me? Two slaps, I hate Yingying. If it weren't for her, you and I would have a child of our own, so I want her to die!"

Liu Hui covered her face, looking crazy, and shouting hysterically.

Fang Sheng may have known that he had lost money, so he raised his hand and failed to hit the third time.

"Liu Hui, this family can't accommodate you anymore. Move back to your hometown. I will give you some money every month to ensure you have no worries about food and clothing."

"Haha, Fang Sheng, you are so good. Who cares about your bad money? And you, I remember you, let's take a look!"

Liu Hui cried and rushed out like a flying rush.

Fang Shengchang sighed and said, "Little brother, thank you for making you laugh. My daughter should be fine."

"Boss Fang, it's okay. Let Yingying continue to take Mr. Zhu's medicine and take it lighter. It should improve the symptoms of anorexia in half a year."

Fang Sheng thanked him so much that he left a check and took Yingying away.

Mr. Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the chair.

"I'm old and useless. Song Li, thanks to you, otherwise my reputation for life would be destroyed by this shameless woman."

"Mr. Zhu, this woman is too poisonous. Who dares to say you are old? Take out my face and show them, and you will know what a treasure knife is not old." Song Li smiled.

"Forget it, that was three years ago. If you had used a knife for me now, I could turn you into a pig's head. By the way, why did you come to me so late?"

"Mr. Zhu, please help me. I want to configure a special antidote. Only you have a complete set of herbs!"

Three hours later, Huhai Villa.

Zhou Muxue was lying on the head of the bed, sweating all over her body, and the heat had reached 40 degrees. Her high fever did not subside, and even if she took antipyretics, it would not work.

There are more and more pustules on the back, some of which have been broken and eroded.

Shen Qin sat at the head of the bed, so anxious that she was half-hearted.

"Mu Xue, go to the hospital. What are you waiting for that waste to do? He doesn't know where he has gone, and maybe he won't come back."

Zhou Dahai was also sweating profusely, and helped Shen Qin and said, "Mu Xue, listen to your father, go to the hospital for a look. When Song Li comes back, I will ask him to go to the hospital to find you. If you have a fever of 40 degrees, your brain will be burned."

Zhou Muxue kept gasping, opened her eyes slightly, and replied, "Dad, mom, I don't know anything. I want to wait for Song Li here, he won't leave me alone!"

Zhou Muxue's will was very firm and unshakable.

Nangong Rong saw it and was extremely shocked.

Everyone is almost dead and is still waiting for him at home. How trusted Brother Song Li.

If it were me, could I do this as Zhou Muxue?

At this moment, with a bang, the door was kicked open and Song Li came back.

Song Li knelt in front of Zhou Muxue regardless of the eyes of everyone, with tears in his eyes and cried: "Muxue, I'm back, it's my fault. I've implicated you and made you suffer!"

"It's okay, just come back. I believe you will definitely cure me!"

Nangong Rong's eyes were a little wet, and she remembered the night of three years.

Song Li also sat on the head of the bed and fed her medicine, but his feelings for him were not comparable to Zhou Muxue in front of him.

Jealousy?

Yes, she was jealous.

Nangong Rong knew that this was not the time, so she gently pulled Chen Qin and walked out of the room quietly, leaving only the two alone.

Song Li fed the medicine soup, and even if it was very bitter, Zhou Muxue was still bored.

He took out another piece of black plaster and carefully applied it to Zhou Muxue's back. The plaster touched the festering skin. Zhou Muxue was so painful that she was sweating in a cold sweat, and she didn't hum.

Perhaps it was because of the effect of the medicine, Zhou Muxue fell asleep.

Song Li did not dare to relax, touched his forehead and took his body temperature again, and waited until dawn. When Zhou Muxue completely subsided, he lay down at the head of the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Zhou Muxue woke up.

Her spirits were obviously much better and her back was no longer itchy. When she saw Song Li lying on the bedside, she unconsciously smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth.

Such a man is trustworthy and worthy of his life.

Grandpa did not choose the wrong person, nor did he read the wrong person. No matter how difficult the future path is, he will definitely continue unswervingly.

Zhou Muxue did not disturb Song Li, and gently got up and got out of bed.

She walked to the mirror and looked at her back. Some plaster had fallen off, revealing her scarred skin.

Women love beauty, and Zhou Muxue is no exception. She prays in her heart that she must not leave ugly scars.

When Chen Qin walked out of the room, she was overjoyed when she saw her daughter returning to normal.

She didn't like Song Li, but her feelings for her daughter were absolutely true.

"Mu Xue, you're awake, are you okay?"

"Mom, whisper, Song Li is still sleeping. I'm fine, I'm very energetic. I'm hungry, get some millet porridge for me to eat!"

"Hello, my daughter can eat whatever she wants!"

After breakfast, Zhou Muxue got up and went to the company. Chen Qin advised her several times but refused to listen.

She asked Miller to go to the company to discuss cooperation, and she must not be late.

Zhou Muxue hurried to the company, asked the employees to clean up, arranged a welcome slogan, and then returned to the office.

Before her butt was hot, Wu Xiaoyue came over and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Zhou, that old man is here again, want to see you!"

Zhou Muxue vaguely felt that Mr. Song would come to find him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Okay, please come in!"

Not long after, Mr. Song came in and was still accompanied by two bodyguards.

"Girl, we meet again. We are in good spirits. It seems that the medicine is gone!" Mr. Zhou still smiled.

"Grandpa Song, I know everything. You are here to find Song Li. He is your grandson and my husband. If you want to deal with him, you have to pass my level first!"

Zhou Muxue spoke righteously and had a firm look.

Mr. Song laughed, waved his hand, and signaled his subordinates to go out.

When his subordinates walked away, he took out another red pill.

"Girl, eat it, otherwise the back will leave scars. Who told you that I want to deal with Song Li? I just want to confirm whether he is my grandson."

Zhou Muxue was a little suspicious and dared not eat it randomly.

Mr. Song smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. If I want to kill you, I've already taken action yesterday and can make you live and jump to this day. I said, I like you very much."

Zhou Muxue no longer hesitated and swallowed the pills in one mouthful.

"Grandpa Song, the way you like me is to poison me. I'm sorry, I can't flatter you, I can't accept it. If Song Li wasn't Song Ao, I might have been dead."

Mr. Song did not deny it and replied: "Girl, that's right, this is a gamble. You have to be glad that I won, so you are still alive. I came to you to ask you to help me make an appointment with Song Li. It's time for our grandfather and grandson to meet."

Zhou Muxue shook her head and said, "No, I won't let you meet Song Li. You killed his parents. He hates you to the core, so there will be no good things to meet."

Mr. Song was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Girl, you are wrong. I am a 90-year-old man. Why should I harm my own son? I don't like Song Li, and I even hate him, but I won't kill him!"

Zhou Muxue didn't believe it very much and shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I only believe what Song Li said. Please leave and don't disturb us."

"Miss, it's no point to say anything. Such things may dispel your thoughts!"

Mr. Song smiled faintly and took out a piece of white paper from his pocket.
Chapter completed!