Suddenly, she felt a cold feeling on her forehead, and her back was covered with dense beads of sweat.
She quietly glanced at Xia Yucheng, her body was trembling slightly, and even the hands hanging by her sides were shaking uncontrollably.
"Miss Muzi, there is no need to feel guilty. There were many Ishihara family members that day, and they all respected your family and your wife, including me. That's why I had the opportunity to entrust the envelope with the photo to the aunt who cleaned the bathroom and put it in.
If it is harmful to my wife, how can I succeed? That aunt is my aunt." Shigeru Ishihara explained.
Muzi, whose thoughts were read through, saw a cold anger in his black eyes: "But doesn't your behavior like this mean that you are afraid that adults will know? You..."
"Muzi, okay, take me to the ward." Xia Yucheng stopped Muzi from continuing, "This has nothing to do with you. It's not your negligence. Just believe what the doctor says. A person who is about to die should be harmless."
At this moment, what she wanted to figure out most was the scam she didn't know about.
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Shigeru Ishihara led them into a single ward. The curtains inside were open, and the natural breeze brought in the air mixed with the fragrance of flowers from outside.
The smell of disinfectant in the hospital has been reduced a lot.
There was a woman lying on the white hospital bed, with sparse yellowish hair spread on the pillow. Her face was very thin, and there was no trace of blood on her skin.
There was no color even on the lips, giving the whole impression that he was terminally ill.
"Miss Gu, Mrs. Feng is here to see you. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, please tell her." Shigeru Ishihara walked to the hospital bed and said softly.
The woman moved slightly, opened her eyes, and looked blankly for Xia Yucheng.
Muzi rushed to the bedside in front of Xia Yucheng, looking alert. She didn't want anything bad to happen again.
Xia Yucheng did not go over, but just stared at the woman. Such a haggard and sick face had long lost its original appearance and look.
Not to mention, the name Gu Qianyu is unfamiliar to him.
"You...you're finally here!" Gu Qianyu's voice was hoarse. He looked up at Xia Yucheng who was standing in front of him. She had hardly changed, and she still looked young and beautiful.
That cold and distant look is the same as before.
"You are still the same..." Gu Qianyu had a lump in her throat, and the feelings of despair, guilt, and regret in her heart were intertwined, impacting her fragile tear ducts.
When a person is about to die, his words are kind, and when a bird is about to die, his song is sad. She understood it deeply.
Xia Yucheng didn't dare to think deeply, but looking at Gu Qianyu's sad expression, she understood that they must have known each other before.
"Who is she?" Xia Yucheng turned to look at Leng Lingtian, who was dazed at the side.
"Madam...she is...Miss Gu, Miss Gu Qianyu..."
Xia Yucheng was a little dissatisfied with this answer. She frowned slightly: "You all go out first and let Muzi stay here. I want to talk to Miss Gu."
Shigeru Ishihara and Leng Lingtian went out.
The moment the ward door closed, Leng Lingtian took out his cell phone and called Feng Hao while walking.
"What's the matter, madam?" Feng Hao asked directly, because Leng Lingtian's role at home was to protect Xia Yucheng.