Nianmu opened the door and looked at Taotao knocking on the door with a smile, "What's the matter?"
"Sister, I can't sleep, can you tell me a story?" Taotao raised his head and asked. There was so much excitement during the day and the wonderful marine animal show at night. He was very energetic now.
But the work and rest habits he has maintained for a long time remind him that he must sleep at this time, otherwise he will not be energetic for school tomorrow.
After thinking about it, Taotao found Nianmu and wanted to ask her to tell him a story. Listening to her gentle voice reading the story, he could fall asleep peacefully.
Nian Mu nodded in agreement, looked back at Mu Shaoling, who was sitting on the bed with a dissatisfied look on his face, and said, "I'm going to tell the children a story first."
Mu Shaoling nodded slowly, his face still dark. He could only endure the request made by his son.
But it's just a bedtime story, he can still wait.
Nianmu smiled, holding Taotao's hand and walking towards the child's bedroom.
After walking in, she picked a new book and read it to her child.
The gentle voice slowly narrated the contents of the book, and Taotao's excitement gradually calmed down, and she closed her eyes.
Half an hour later, Nianmu closed the book, listened to the child's even breathing, tucked him in, then stood up and closed the door.
She did not return to the master bedroom immediately, but opened the bedroom door of Zhan Zhan and Luan Rou. She saw that they were also asleep, and then she walked back to the master bedroom with confidence.
Mu Shaoling leaned against the bed and read a book. Half an hour later, his complexion became better, but when she looked into his dark eyes, she knew that she still couldn't escape tonight.
"Is the child asleep?" He stood up and walked to her side, hugging Nian Mu's slender waist lovingly.
"Well, they're all asleep," Nian Mu said.
The night is getting darker, the lights have become a little dimmer, and the atmosphere in the bedroom is getting more and more ambiguous...
The other side.
The private hospital was surrounded by a large number of reporters. If an ambulance came out of the hospital, it would be followed by many reporters' cars.
Inside the hospital director's office.
Jiang Ni stayed in the dean's office, with a frosty face, "How do you do things? If this doesn't work, that won't work, so how can I transport my son out?"
The hospital director rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving the news. The hospital's management knew that this matter was there, and they knew that Song Beiye had to be transported out now, but all the proposed plans were rejected.
Even the most useful items were transported out in ambulances and were followed by reporters. Let alone transporting them out in small cars, they would definitely be discovered by reporters.
Therefore, it has only been more than half an hour since the incident happened, and Song Beiye is still staying in the ward and has not been sent out.
The dean was helpless when he heard Jiang Ni's questioning. If he guessed correctly, the police would be here soon.
If the police find Song Beiye in the hospital, their hospital will also be in trouble.
After all, Song Beiye's current status is also quite special. Although he has not been convicted yet, he is a suspect of economic crimes.
Their hospital is suspected of not reporting what they knew and of harboring economic crime suspects.
"Mrs. Song, don't worry, we are also thinking of a solution." The dean said, pressing "Tutu"'s temple which was beating.
On one side is the difficult Jiang Ni, and on the other side is the media police.
He suddenly stood up and said: "No matter what, Mr. Song Beiye must be transported out."
After Song Beiye's condition stabilized, the dean mentioned that he should be discharged from the hospital and return to the Song family to recuperate, but the Song family was unwilling, believing that recuperating in the hospital would help Song Beiye recover better.
He couldn't resist the power of the Song family, so he could only agree.
Now, the Song family is pestering him to come up with a solution. Now he has a big head and can't think of any good solution.
The management staff of several hospitals looked at each other. They had no choice but to transport them out in a small car, and neither could an ambulance. There were more reporters outside than there were ambulances in their hospital...
Helicopters were even less effective. Although they could transport Song Beiye out, they caused quite a stir. The police later investigated, and if they really found anything, their hospital would be in trouble.
"Dean, Mrs. Song, why don't we hide Second Young Master Song first?" a member of the management said.
Now that the police are coming, they will definitely conduct a search. If their hospital firmly denies this, it will be safe if the police cannot find him or find anyone.
"Where to hide?" Jiang Ni asked.
The senior executive who made this suggestion thought for a while and cautiously said: "It is not safe to hide anywhere now. The police will definitely search intensively. The safest place may be the morgue..."
"No!" When Jiang Ni heard about the morgue, he objected directly, "That's where the corpses are stored. Are you cursing my son for something to happen?"
Not to mention that she objected to letting Song Beiye stay in a place full of corpses, even Song Beiye himself was not willing.
"But right now this place is the place where the police are least likely to search." The senior management said bravely. It might be safer to let Song Beiye lie there and pretend to be dead.
After all, in the morgue, the police probably wouldn't search so carefully.
"How about..." The dean also felt that this suggestion was reliable. When he was about to persuade Jiang Ni, an objection came, "No."
Jiang Ni turned around and looked at Song Beixi standing at the door, his face darkening, "How did you get in!"
There are reporters outside. If Song Beixi enters the hospital now, doesn't it mean that Song Beiye is in the hospital?
"I came in in disguise, and the reporters outside didn't know." Jiang Ni thought, and Song Beixi also thought that not only did he not drive his own car, but he also dressed up in disguise.
So reporters didn't know that he was Song Beixi.
"You are making fun of Beiye's life like this." Jiang Ni accused him, not listening to what he said.
Song Beixi seemed not to have heard what Jiang Ni said, and walked directly to the dean, "You can't hide people in the morgue. The police haven't come yet, and they must be preparing a search warrant."
Once a search warrant is issued, they will inspect the morgue one by one, even if it is a morgue full of corpses.
It's not that the police are targeting the Song family, but that Song Beiye has been on the run for so long, and the police have become impatient. In addition, public opinion has never disappeared. This time the matter is exposed, the anger will be even greater, and the police will definitely increase their investigation.
If he guessed correctly, among the reporters outside, there must be plainclothes policemen guarding the outside.
After Song Beiye finished speaking, the dean and several senior officials looked embarrassed at the same time.
If this were the case, it would be really difficult for Song Beiye to hide. The police would find him wherever he hid.
After all, this is a hospital, not anyone's private place, so naturally there won't be any secret rooms that others don't know about.
"What should we do?" The dean had no choice but to look at Song Beixi.
He can't offend the Song family.
He can't afford to offend the police. If public opinion is led astray, will their hospital continue to admit patients?
In order to better serve the rich, they hire top-notch doctors and nurses, and spend a lot of money on salary every month. If this incident gets serious, there will definitely be fewer patients, and their hospital will soon be