Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

The melodious ring of the telephone rang in the ward, breaking the silence of the room.

Shen Yanqing glanced at the person who was still sleeping soundly on the bed and pressed the answer button.

Big Head's anxious voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Yanqing's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled: "What's going on?"

Ye Chuyue and Song Anze had just returned to the room when they ran into Shen Yanqing with a sullen face.

"Mr. Shen?"

Song Anze just opened his mouth to greet him, and Shen Yanqing had already walked to the door with a cold face: "Please take good care of her for me, I will be back soon."

"She is my aunt, I will definitely take good care of her, there is no need for an outsider like you to dictate."

Ye Chuyue rolled her eyes and said in an unhappy tone: "If I hadn't discovered it by accident, you wouldn't still want to hide my aunt? I tell you, if you want to pursue my aunt, I won't agree."

Shen Yanqing paused: "It's not your turn as a little girl to interfere in our affairs."

"Then let's wait until my aunt wakes up," Ye Chuyue said, "and see whether she listens to me or to you, an outsider."

Shen Yanqing: "..."

If she wasn't someone Weiwei cared about, he would definitely make her regret speaking to him in such a tone.

Song Anze next to him didn't expect Ye Chuyue to be so brave, and his face turned pale with fright.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Ye Chuyue: "Boss Shen, she is still a child, don't bother with her..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yanqing glanced at them coldly and walked away with big strides.

Just left like that?

Song Anze was confused for a moment. When did Boss Shen change his personality? He was so easy to talk to?

……

It was September, the beginning of autumn, the most comfortable time of the year.

The autumn wind gradually rises, blowing away the remaining heat of late summer and bringing a slight coolness.

Shen Yanqing's dark eyes swept across the row of black-clad bodyguards in front of him, with no expression on his face.

A few drops of cold sweat slid down the neck of the leader. Although it was a very cool season, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

His sweat-soaked shirt stuck tightly to his back and his muscles were tense, showing how nervous he was at the moment.

"Boss, that brat was just rescued."

After being stared at coldly by Shen Yanqing for a while, Datou could only bite the bullet and speak.

Shen Yanqing's dark eyes swept across the crowd, and his voice was extremely cold: "Chase him."

After hearing his order, the bodyguards finally breathed a sigh of relief. They hurriedly saluted him and got into the car one by one to chase after the person.

After a while, only Datou remained at the scene. He spoke nervously, "Boss, those people are masked, so we can't see their faces clearly, but they all have a snake-shaped tattoo on the back of their hands."

"Have someone find out the identities of those people as soon as possible," Shen Yan cleared his throat as if it had been quenched with ice, "I want to know the results within three hours."

Datou knew that the boss was in a bad mood and did not dare to disobey him. He quickly received the order and left.

At the same time, in the ward.

Not long after Shen Yanqing left, a loud noise was heard outside the ward door.

The young nurse knocked on the door hurriedly and came in, looking anxious: "Director Song, something bad has happened."

Song Anze's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and he inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Without time to think, he hurriedly asked: "What's going on? What happened?"

The nurse said in an anxious voice: "A patient is making trouble, saying that we killed his mother. He is making a big fuss outside and insists that you go out to see him..."

Song Anze frowned when he heard that, turned around and told Ye Chuyue to take good care of Gu Baiwei, then hurriedly left with the nurse.

The corridor was crowded with people watching the fun. A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard was holding a sign with bright red words on it and wailing.

There were even quite a few reporters around taking photos and interviewing.

Song Anze strode forward with a sullen face, and the reporters around him immediately rushed over and surrounded him tightly.

Two men in black at the end of the crowd looked at each other, and quietly walked towards the ward area while no one was paying attention.

Inside the ward, Ye Chuyue listened to the gradually growing noise outside and paced back and forth in the room feeling somewhat uneasy.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Ye Chuyue thought it was Song Anze who came back, and looked over hurriedly.

But she suddenly saw two unfamiliar faces. She was stunned for a moment and said, "This is a private ward. Please go out."

However, the two tall men in black who came in seemed not to have heard anything and walked straight to the bedside.

Ye Chuyue also realized that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly blocked the two people's way: "What are you doing? If you take another step forward, I will call the police!"

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and pretended to make a call. The two men in black looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward quickly, grabbed Ye Chuyue's wrist and snatched the phone from her hand.

"you……"

Before she finished her words, she felt a sudden pain at the back of her head and then she completely fainted.

When Song Anze returned, he found that the door of Gu Baiwei's ward was open, and the ward was quiet, without any sound at all.

Bad thoughts suddenly came to his mind, and he took a few quick steps and opened the door.

The hospital bed was empty. The person who was supposed to be lying on it had long disappeared. Only a messy quilt was left piled haphazardly at the end of the bed.

Song Anze lowered his eyes and saw the petite figure lying motionless on the ground. His heart instantly tightened.

"Chu Yue!"

His face turned pale and he helped the man up from the ground tremblingly.

He carefully used his fingers to feel Ye Chuyue's breath, and felt her steady breathing. Only then did his heart finally relax.

He let the person lean on his arms and hurriedly called Shen Yanqing.

On the other side, Shen Yanqing had just sat in the driver's seat of the car when his cell phone rang.

When he saw that it was Song Anze calling, bad thoughts suddenly emerged in his mind.

At the same time, Gu Baiwei woke up from her coma and found herself lying in an antique room with a very familiar layout.

A young man in black brocade clothes with dark patterns was sitting beside the bed, looking at her intently with gentle eyes.

Seeing her wake up, the man's pale face showed joy: "Weiwei, you finally woke up."

Gu Baiwei's eyes fell on his face. She stared at him for a moment, and her red lips slightly opened: "Husband?"

The scene in the dream completely overlapped with what was happening before my eyes at this moment.

She clearly remembered the identity of the man in front of her - her newlywed husband Qi Yu.

When Qi Yu heard this name, a smile spread across his face: "Weiwei, you finally remembered. I am very happy."

As he spoke, he reached out to hold Gu Baiwei's hand, but as soon as he touched her fingers, Gu Baiwei quickly moved her hand away as if it was a conditioned reflex.