Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Wu Yipeng's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and he said impatiently, "It's fine if you don't open it! I really think it's rare for me."

Looking at the back of him leaving, Song Qingzhu was thoughtful.I feel that Wu Yipeng's trip this time is a bit inexplicable, but he left without doing anything. Could it be that he was thinking too much?

Song Qingzhu waved away the disturbing thoughts in his head, and stopped thinking about it.Soldiers come to cover up the water and cover it with earth, there is really something wrong with the Wu family, she will just do it when she sees it.

During lunch break, Song Qingzhu received a call from the police station.

"Excuse me, is this Ms. Song Qingzhu?"

Song Qingzhu was a little confused, and said cautiously: "Yes."

"That's it. Now we suspect that you are related to a misdiagnosed death case. Please go to the Linchuan River District Branch for investigation immediately."

Song Qingzhu only felt his head buzzing, and asked a little dumbly, "Who died?"

"Wu Yong, the old man of the Wu family."

In a blink of an eye, Song Qingzhu understood instantly, could it be that Wu Yipeng would show up in her consulting room in the morning, and she insisted on prescribing some sleeping pills, because he was waiting for her here.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Song Qingzhu hung up the phone, took a taxi to the Linchuan Jiang District Branch.

When she arrived, Wu Yipeng and Wu Hui had already arrived, and there was a bit of hatred on their faces when they saw her coming.

Song Qingzhu sneered, she didn't do anything, so naturally she wasn't afraid.

"Song Qingzhu, right? Come over here and take notes."

As soon as Song Qingzhu sat down, he heard the police officer say, "The autopsy report of the old man of the Wu family has come out. He took too many sleeping pills and died of ineffective rescue."

"Taking too much sleeping pills?" Song Qingzhu almost laughed angrily, "What does it have to do with me if he takes too many sleeping pills?"

The police officer continued with a straight face, "According to the description of the deceased's family, he went to Linchuan City No. 1 People's Hospital this morning to prescribe sleeping pills for his grandfather, and the dosage was also taken according to your doctor's instructions."

Song Qingzhu was speechless, "I have to be present for the medicine inspection. How can I prescribe medicine only if my relatives come forward? Wu Yipeng did come to my clinic this morning, but he was talking about his recent insomnia and asked me to prescribe medicine, but I refused. gone."

"Here is also a printed prescription report. We checked and it was indeed issued from your computer. The time is 54:[-] this morning."

Song Qingzhu frowned looking at the list she pushed to him. When did she prescribe medicine for Wu Yipeng?But this list was indeed opened from his own computer.What the hell is going on here?
"Ms. Song, all the current evidence points to you, so we need to temporarily detain you. Please cooperate with the investigation."

Song Qingzhu nodded expressionlessly. This happened so suddenly that she hadn't had time to sort out her thoughts.

Everything on his body was left behind, and when he passed by Wu Hui, Wu Yipeng gave Song Qingzhu a hard look, with a flash of cruelty and pride in his eyes.

On the other side, Rong Jingchen went directly to Rong Junchu's company right after school, arguing for Rong Junchu to bring Song Qingzhu back.

"Master Jiu, there was news that..." When Lin You walked in, seeing Rong Jingchen standing aside, he immediately fell silent.

"Say."

"The old man of the Wu family is dead. I heard... I heard that Ms. Song prescribed the wrong dosage. Now he has been detained."

After finishing speaking, Lin You glanced at Rong Jingchen.

Sure enough, the latter burst into tears immediately, "I said that I was greedy to eat it, Xiao Qingqing didn't know I couldn't eat it, and she was framed in just a long time, uncle, hurry up and help me Get Xiao Qingqing out."

Hearing this, Rong Junchu frowned deeply, "What's going on?"

"The hospital's surveillance suddenly went down, and it only showed the process of Wu Yipeng entering the hospital gate. In addition, the medicine list issued by the hospital was indeed issued from Ms. Song's computer system, and Wu Yipeng's account was also Ms. Song's account in the morning. "Lin You explained patiently.

"Xiao Qingqing definitely didn't do this, uncle, you should quickly find a way to rescue Xiao Qingqing."

"Lin You, send Yang Yang back first." Rong Junchu rubbed his eyebrows and turned on the computer.

……

In the VIP lounge of Linchuan Airport.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, the afternoon sun shone on his navy blue suit, and he stared at the scenery outside the window with his deep eyes.

"Can't get in touch yet?"

The man turned around and asked in a gentle tone, but there was a little coldness in the sapphire-like eyes under the chestnut hair.

The bodyguard lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the man, and said in a respectful tone, "Young Master, I found out, Miss Song is now in the Jiang District Branch of Linchuan City."

"Oh?" The man paused, with anger in his eyes, but then he smiled, "After running all the way back, he ran to the police station? He's really getting better and better. What's going on?"

The bodyguard briefly explained what had happened, and the man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light in his eyes, but the smile on his face became more gentle: "Who did it?"

"The Wu family."

"The Wu family? I haven't heard of it, but it's not important. Let's go and pick up my baby."

"Yes."

At this time, the Wu family was holding the funeral of the old man of the Wu family, but the whole family did not feel any sadness about the funeral.

Wu Hui had a gloomy face, full of gloom: "It took all this effort to get 20% of the shares, where did the remaining 20% ​​go? .

Wu Yipeng didn't care about the inexplicably lost 20% of the shares, and he looked proud: "You still have a brilliant idea, Dad. Not only did you get Grandpa's shares, but you also sent that dead girl Song Qingzhu into it."

Thinking of Song Qingzhu, he gritted his teeth with hatred. He has never been wronged in such a big way, and the only humiliation was given by Song Qingzhu.

"When she is sentenced, I must let her enjoy the gift I gave her inside."

Wu Yipeng said bitterly, but it was a pity that he would not be able to taste her.

Wu Hui looked at his son and warned, "Don't leave anything behind."

"I know, I know." Wu Yipeng didn't care.

While the father and son were talking, they suddenly heard a commotion downstairs. When they went downstairs, they saw an elegant young man like an aristocrat sitting on a sofa. There was a slight smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and his facial features were exquisite.

Behind him stood five or six burly men who looked like bodyguards.

"Who are you?" Wu Hui frowned.

The man on the sofa raised his eyes leisurely, fixed his eyes on the Wu family father and son, and smiled: "Wu Hui and Wu Yipeng?"

"Yes." Wu Hui said in a deep voice.

"That's right, I've come to ask you for someone."

"Who are you, what did you come to my house for?" Wu Yipeng was a little impatient, and also a little baffled.

The man smiled slightly, as if he just remembered something, and said with a smile: "Ah, I'm sorry, let me introduce myself, my name is Albert. I'm here today to pick up Song Qingzhu back."

It turned out that it was for Song Qingzhu.Wu Yipeng looked Albert up and down, he looked pretty good, could it be Song Qingzhu's suitor again?
Heh, there are quite a few peach blossoms, there is one in the Rong family, and there is another one here. Song Qingzhu looks pure, and it seems that he is just like that in private.

"I need someone to go to the police station, why come to my house." Wu Yipeng was impatient.

Wu Hui kept silent, and his intuition told him that this person was very difficult to mess with.

Albert: "If you send people in, who do you want if you don't want them? Don't you people of country Z have a saying, oh, 'If there is a wrong, there is a debt,' that should be what they say?"

Wu Hui's heart sank, but he said: "She killed my father, it is reasonable and legal for us to sue her."

Albert smiled, reached out to pick up the fruit knife on the table, played with it, and said casually, "Is that so?"