Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

When Song Nan came in, he was holding a cup of coffee. "I heard from Xiling that you were looking for me in a hurry?"

Sheng Yang: "Well, please find a way to check the surveillance footage from the bell-ringing ceremony the day before yesterday. They're located... in the second and third seats in the last row, near the entrance. The woman has short hair, sunglasses, and a brown suit, and the man wears a gray striped shirt... Find a way to retrieve the footage of these two entering and leaving."

"What's wrong........"

"Song Nan, she should have come that day... She saw me ring the bell, but left early. Actually, I scanned everyone on the stage that day, and I noticed her, but—" Sheng Yang was speechless, "It's just... I didn't expect her to sit next to someone else."

"What?" Song Nan's heart sank. "Who did she come with? There's a list of everyone who came that day."

"Mo Shaohua - the youngest son of Mo Ningxia from Gangcheng HL Group."

"Mo... is that Mr. Mo from the HL Home Service chain? Xu Xiling's childhood friend?" Song Nan asked.

"Please ask someone to check Mo Shaohua's travel history to see if Country Z is on his itinerary... Also, before Xiang Ran came to the Sheng family, did she have any contact with Mo Shaohua?"

Sheng Yang's tone was calm.

But Song Nan heard something creepy in it.

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It's about whether the brothers are being framed.

Song Nan was very efficient and he quickly retrieved the surveillance footage.

Before Sheng Yang could say anything, Song Nan said, "I guess—they're not together yet! There was no physical contact at all during the entire process. Not only that, the distance between the two of them remained within social distance the entire time. Can you watch the video yourself?"

Seeing Sheng Yang remained silent,

Song Nan added, "Believe me, I can tell at a glance whether two people are together or not. In my opinion, your wife's feelings towards Mo Shaohua are not even ambiguous."

But Song Nan forced himself to hold back the second half of the sentence - but the look in Mo's eyes was not innocent.

"When she disappeared, was Mo Shaohua also in Country Z?" Sheng Yang looked up and asked, "Was he in City X at the time?"

Sheng Yang's eyes like this.

Song Nan couldn't bear to watch it.

But he still answered honestly: "Yes."

Sheng Yang was not surprised by this result.

In fact, he had already guessed this.

How could a girl like her, who was unfamiliar with the place, possibly escape from his sight in a foreign country?

Unless someone helps her.

This person needs to have certain abilities, connections, be familiar with the local area, and be willing to take risks...

It's not like he hasn't thought about this.

I just think it's impossible for her to know such a person.

So abroad, they missed out again and again.

Again and again,

Obviously so close,

She never walked towards him once, but walked towards someone else!

Thinking of this, Sheng Yang's heart felt sour and painful.

The whole person felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave or was being roasted on charcoal.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Nan put a pillow behind him and supported him. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Yang pressed his chest.

"I……"

Before he could finish his words, he saw Sheng Yang about to slide down.

Song Nan hugged him.

Sheng Yang lost all his strength.

He closed his eyes.

Leaning on Song Nan's shoulder.

"Song Nan, my chest..." He said weakly, "It hurts so much..."

-

Sheng Yang's condition has been somewhat repetitive.

I vomited once in the afternoon and my temperature rose again and the high fever wouldn't go away.

The Sheng family was anxious.

In the evening, Professor Zhao was invited by Song Nan to the ward to take Sheng Yang's pulse.

Professor Zhao sat down by the bedside, taking the patient's pulse, and sighed, "Mr. Sheng, worry, anger, and the seven emotions are stimulating your liver, which is affecting your stomach. Your eating disorder is damaging your spleen and stomach. While the problem is in your stomach, it's actually due to your emotional distress."

Sheng Yang knew exactly what Professor Zhao said.

The other people in the Sheng family also understood.

"Sorry to bother you, Professor Zhao, to go to the hospital," Sheng Yang said.

"Mr. Sheng, you're too polite. Looking at your pulse... you really need to take it seriously, or your mortal body won't be able to sustain it. It's not just your stomach that's causing you problems right now. Do you also experience occasional chest tightness, headaches, irregular heartbeats, or frequent fevers?"

"Yes." Sheng Yang nodded.

"I've been having trouble sleeping, working too hard, and feeling down, and I've been worried sick. Actually, I heard about Mrs. Sheng's disappearance, so I came here today to discuss something with Mr. Sheng."

"About my wife? Professor Zhao, please go ahead."

"Six months ago, one of my students was working at a clinic in a neighboring city when a woman came to see him, holding a medical record I had written. This wasn't unusual, as I'd seen quite a few patients before."

Professor Zhao paused, then continued, "But my student wasn't very good at medicine and didn't cure the patient. Last week, while attending a seminar in L City, she came to ask me for advice on her medical records. I saw the photos on her phone, and they looked very similar to the prescription I wrote for your wife. The medical records were also printed by Minkang Medical Clinic, and the dates matched."

Sheng Yang was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then, Professor, do you know what illness she went to your student to treat?"

Professor Zhao: "Pelvic inflammation and lower abdominal pain. It is said that this is a symptom left behind when the patient accidentally fell into the water during her menstrual period."

Song Nan couldn't help but glance at Sheng Yang and asked, "Could it really be her?"

"Professor, do you have any way to completely cure her illness?" Sheng Yang asked.

Professor Zhao said: "Mr. Sheng, don't worry. Pelvic inflammatory disease is a common gynecological disease. Since this patient may be Mrs. Sheng, Mr. Sheng, you must take good care of yourself so that you can spare the energy to care for others.

Otherwise, when Mrs. Sheng comes back one day and sees you lying on the hospital bed, won’t she be left with only disappointment and sadness?

I once told Mrs. Sheng that Mr. Sheng is a wise man, and your wife agrees with me.

But I also know that Mr. Sheng is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty.

I don't specialize in gynecology, but Director Huang at our hospital is a gynecologist and a nationally renowned Chinese medicine doctor. For gynecological conditions, perhaps specialized treatment is more effective."

"Thank you, Professor Zhao. I'd like to thank you on her behalf."

"Mr. Sheng, the most urgent thing is to take care of your health. There's still a long way to go." Zhao Shu patted Sheng Yang's shoulder. "I'll prescribe some liver-soothing and nausea-relieving prescriptions. Have someone boil them and take them several times a day."

"That's right." Sheng Yang nodded. "There's a long way to go."

-

Song Nan walked Professor Zhao to the elevator door and pressed the elevator floor.

Professor Zhao said, "Mr. Song, please stay.

In fact, based on the medical records alone, the possibility is only 60-70%, but seeing Mr. Sheng like this today, I am afraid that he is getting stuck in a dead end, so I said something unnecessary. What if... that person is not Mrs. Sheng——"

Song Nan sighed, "The professor must be talking about her. We've roughly found out where she is from the past few days. Thank you for talking to Sheng Yang about this today. He might not listen to what you say as a friend. He would need some advice from an elder before he would listen."

Professor Zhao shook his head. "It's not that he's willing to listen to me, but because Mrs. Sheng studied Chinese medicine with me for a while. Mr. Sheng doesn't believe in Chinese medicine."