Seeing Chu Tianshu and others getting out of the car, the door of the middle car opened, and it was Song Shiyao who got out of the car.
Li Yuemei's eyes widened: "Governor?"
She was not very impressed by the Governor-General who appeared on the Xishan News Network every day.
Before Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan could speak, Li Yuemei had already greeted her enthusiastically, with a smile on her face: "Governor, are you here to talk to my daughter about something?
Please come inside quickly."
"I'm looking for Chu Tianshu."
Song Shiyao smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."
"Looking for Chu Tianshu?"
Li Yuemei looked back at Chu Tianshu with a complicated expression.
The current Chu Tianshu is indeed no longer the good-for-nothing she used to be who could be bullied and beaten, let alone the beggar living on the street two years ago.
Unknowingly, Chu Tianshu has grown to the point where she needs to look up to her. Looking at the people Chu Tianshu interacts with, they are not at a level that ordinary people can come into contact with.
Li Yuemei finally realized that it was really not Chu Tianshu who was feeding off Qiao Shiyuan, but Qiao Shiyuan who was relying on Chu Tianshu, and even their whole family was relying on Chu Tianshu.
She said with a sneer: "Then you go in and chat, and I will make tea for you."
"Do not bother."
Song Shiyao asked Chu Tianshu, "Can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Chu Tianshu gestured to the side, and then walked to the side with Song Shiyao.
Song Shiyao took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, pulled out one and handed it to Chu Tianshu.
He also held a cigarette in his mouth, then took out a lighter to light Chu Tianshu's cigarette.
Chu Tianshu smiled and refused: "How can I ask the governor to light a cigarette for me? I don't dare to take it seriously."
Wang Guiyuan hurriedly stepped forward to light the cigarettes for the two of them, then stepped back a few steps, turned around and stood in awe.
Chu Tianshu took a puff of cigarette and asked, "How is Miss Song recovering?"
Song Shiyao said: "The recovery has been very good and I can now walk normally."
"That's good."
Chu Tianshu exhaled a puff of smoke, "You are busy with everything, so you came to me personally. There must be something urgent, right?"
Song Shiyao smiled: "I do have something to ask you, which may embarrass you."
Chu Tianshu said with a smile: "The governor personally comes to the door. No matter how difficult the matter is, I have to bite the bullet."
He has always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded.
Song Shiyao was a feudal official and governor of a province, but he had never shown any airs to him. The last time he celebrated Qiao Shiyuan's birthday, Song Shiyao even gave him more face.
Now that Song Shiyao came to request in person, he naturally couldn't be too unkind.
"Yingying's illness suddenly became uncontrollable. She is now so crazy that no one recognizes her. She shouts and kills everyone she sees. We have no choice but to control her."
Song Shiyao sighed: "Give me some face and treat her?
Regardless of any conflicts you had with the Ren family before, I will take full responsibility for them and I will use my reputation to guarantee that the Ren family will not cause you any trouble in the future."
Chu Tianshu said: "Just because the Governor comes to visit, I have to go there anyway. As for the conflicts between me and the Ren family, we can settle them one by one and there is no need for the Governor to make things difficult."
Song Shiyao said: "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I know the whole story. It was Ren Changfeng who was such a bastard."
Chu Tianshu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and raised his foot to stamp it out: "I'll go tell Shiyuan and let's go."
Song Shiyao nodded: "It should be."
Chu Tianshu returned to Qiao Shiyuan and said, "I have to accompany Governor Song to do something, and I will probably have to cancel the dinner party with Miss Liu in the evening."
Qiao Shiyuan nodded: "You go ahead and do your work. I'll call Miss Liu later."
"good."
Chu Tianshu leaned forward and kissed Qiao Shiyuan gently on the forehead.
At this time, a BMW 5 Series drove along the road and stopped beside it.
Wei Xiaoshuang got out of the car and smiled sweetly: "Brother Chu, Sister Qiao."
Qiao Shiyuan stepped forward and asked, "Where is your mother?"
Wei Xiaoshuang said: "Mom doesn't want to leave Shanghai."
Qiao Shiyuan said: "Can she be alone?"
Wei Xiaoshuang said: "Yes, I have arranged everything for her. She can now take care of herself. Boss Huang also arranged a nanny."
Qiao Shiyuan said: "That's good."
"You help Xiaoshuang settle down, I'll leave first."
Chu Tianshu said something and got into Song Shiyao's car.
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Ren family.
A two-story building that perfectly combines classical and modern styles.
In a pink princess-style bedroom on the second floor, the bed was replaced with an iron frame structure.
Ren Yingying's limbs were fixed to the bed.
She stared with blood-red eyes and struggled hard, causing the steel bed to rattle as she shook it.
Ren Yingying screamed: "Let me go...I'm going to kill you, kill you all..."
Outside the ward door, stood a man wearing a black shirt.
He was about fifty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a gentle manner, with unconcealable worry shining in his eyes.
This man is none other than Ren Yingying's father, Zhengji, the director of the Ren family.
Several men and women in white coats strode over. The leading man had silver hair and a splayed head, looking like a famous doctor.
He is Zhao Yuanhang, director of the psychiatry department of Harmony Hospital.
Arriving in front of Ren Zhengji, Zhao Yuanhang hurriedly bowed and said: "Mr. Ren, I'm sorry, we are late."
Ren Zhengji said expressionlessly: "Okay, hurry in."
Zhao Yuanhang bowed again and then walked into the room with his assistant.
Seeing several people coming in, Ren Yingying became even more excited, shouting hysterically: "Kill, kill, kill... kill you..."
Zhao Yuanhang said: "Tranquilizer."
The assistant behind him took out a needle from the medicine box, Zhao Yuanhang drained some of the needle out, and injected the rest of the needle into Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying calmed down, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhao Yuanhang handed the empty syringe to the assistant behind him, went out and smiled at Ren Zhengji: "Mr. Ren, that's it."
"alright?"
Ren Zhengji's face became ashen as water, "Take a sedative and you'll be fine?"
He asked aggressively: "Zhao Yuanhang, as the director of the psychiatry department of Harmony Hospital, are you only capable of using sedatives?"
The cold sweat on Zhao Yuanhang's forehead suddenly dripped down.
A younger doctor from behind said: "Mr. Ren, sedatives are not as simple as you think. It doesn't matter if the dose is more or less. Not everyone has the ability to strictly control it."
A figure flashed out from the side, kicked the doctor over, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who do you think you are?
My father is talking to your director, when will it be your turn to interrupt?"
The doctor's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say a word in rebuttal.
How could he afford to offend a front-line young man like Ren Changfeng in Beidu?
Ren Zhengji glanced at Ren Changfeng lightly and did not reprimand him.
Then, his eyes returned to Zhao Yuanhang: "I just want to ask you, is there no other way for you except sedatives?"