Li Wen is a typical engineering man, and he speaks in a straightforward manner. He said very directly, "Mr. Jiang, the surveillance video you gave me has been repaired and has also intercepted the time period you want. I will send it to you now."

Jiang Wu curled her lips and said satisfied: "Okay."

Jiang's Group, every one of them is a unique skill.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wu parked the car to the side of the road, took the notebook in the passenger seat, opened it, and opened the email address.

Li Wen had sent the repaired video, and his fingertips were sliding in the touch area and clicking.

After watching the video one by one, he casually clicked the pause and his eyes fell on the figure on the screen.

As he expected, someone did pretend to be a cleaning agent and stole into his room.

However, there was no surveillance in his room, so he only took videos of entering and leaving the door.

He has a slim figure, so he is a woman.

But she armed herself tightly, and her face was not exposed at all. She also knew where the surveillance was and deliberately avoided it, so she did not see her face in the surveillance video.

Jiang Wu's fingertips were lit on her knees rhythmically.

His black eyes were faint, and he looked at the figure for more than ten seconds, and suddenly smiled.

His memory was so good that he could almost never forget it. This figure looked familiar to him.

Isn’t it the figure he passed by in the hospital in the afternoon?

I was in his hotel room yesterday and in the hospital today, which is interesting.

Jiang Wu pulled the corner of her lips, pressed the lid of the notebook with her palm, closed it, and then threw it back to the passenger seat.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed a phone number.

There was a quick connection there, and the sound was cold, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Wu didn't say anything nonsense, so he directly ordered, "I have something to deal with it."

There was no hesitation over there, "Yes."

Jiang Wu opened her lips and said a coldly.

There hesitated for a second and asked, "Are you going to live or die?"

Jiang Wu's lips brought a cruel curve, and her voice was not warm at all, but it seemed like she was just discussing how natural the weather was today, "As usual."

Reply over there: "Yes!"

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In the ward.

Song Mangmang looked at Old Mrs. Jiang's bloodless face and grabbed her heart tightly. She held her hand tighter, as if as long as this was the case, she could grab the old woman so that she could persevere.

She can now understand Su Zaozao's feelings of hating the hospital. She really hates the hospital and hates this feeling of powerlessness.

The people she cares about and the people she loves are always facing death and struggling desperately on the verge of death, but she can't do anything.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most common, but also the most cruel and powerless thing.

Song Mangmang held back the soreness in his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm unfilial. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have become like this."

In fact, Mrs. Jiang is a very smart and wise old man. She is old and has no heart. She can see many things very clearly. If it weren’t for the past three years of self-blame, she would have made her feel heart-wrenching and physically ill, and would have made her feel like a tiger with teeth pulled out and she would have nothing to care about.

Otherwise, with such clumsy methods, how could he have plotted against the old lady?

After she survived, she chose not to contact Su Zaozao and the old lady because she knew that Su Zaozao was protected by Qin Ye, and Jiang Wu would at least protect her grandmother, so she felt relieved.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wu would be so confused.

When she heard Chen's mother say that her grandmother was so sick, she still refused to take the pill she left behind, and she thought that the pill was the only thing she left behind, and she wanted to keep it as a thought.

Her heart really hurts like it was being torn apart.

If... if she had known it, she would have told Grandma Jiang that she was still alive and gave birth to her grandson, whom she had been longing for.

If grandma knows it, she will be very happy.

As she thought about it, tears couldn't stop falling, and Song Mangmang couldn't wipe it. She could only raise her head, take a deep breath, and press the tears back.

After calming down for a while, Song Mangmang continued, "Grandma, you must hold on. Don't you want to see me? Open your eyes and you can see me, and... and your grandson, he is very cute and beautiful. Now he is three years old. When you wake up, I will bring him to see you. OK?"

"You haven't seen him yet, you can't just leave us like this. If you hear my voice, you will respond to me, okay?"

Song Mangmang also said a lot of things.

She talked about her life in M ​​country, about the hardships she had when she was born, and about various things that Shi Zhi had from childhood to adulthood. When she talked about her voice, her mouth was dry, and she still said it without giving up.

She was thinking, maybe grandma could really hear what she said, and as long as she kept saying it, grandma might be able to wake up.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

I don’t know how long she had a cold, she felt uncomfortable, sad, and said so many things. In the end, she lay on the edge of the bed in a dizzy state and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was Chen's mother who came in, patted her shoulder and woke her up.

Song Mangmang opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing her tired look on her face, Chen's mother said softly: "Song Song, you have been with the old lady for one night. You go out and have a rest, I'll guard it."

Song Mangmang took a light breath. She first raised her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. More than ten hours had passed, but Grandma Jiang still had no improvement.

Although she didn't want to leave, she knew that if she didn't rest and collapsed, she would have to worry about one more.

"Well, then I'll go out and come and change you later."

As she said that, she got up and walked out of the ward.

After Song Mangmang took off her protective clothing, she went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, and then she woke up completely, and then she went to the lounge next to the ICU.

I just asked the doctor for cold medicine, and she took it with warm water.

She slept in there for a night, but she was not sleepy at this time, so she leaned against the sofa and took out her cell phone. She realized that she had no power at the time and was automatically turned off.

She flipped out the cell phone cable from her bag and plugged it in to charge.

As soon as the computer was turned on, several missed calls rushed in, all of which were from Dr. Shen.

She couldn't help but feel guilty, but she still had to face what she should face.

After rubbing her temples, she took a deep breath before moving her fingers and calling the phone back.

I answered it there in a second. Dr. Shen's voice was very low, suppressing his anger, "Why don't you answer the phone? Do you know I'll worry about you?"

He rarely gets angry, and Song Mangmang also knows that he is really angry this time.

She replied weakly, "I'm sorry, I'm going to accompany my grandma."

Taking a breath, she still expressed her true thoughts in her heart, "And...and I feel sorry for you, so I don't know how to tell you that I won't go back for the time being."

Dr. Chen was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed at himself, "You are so honest, I don't know if you should be angry."

Song Mangmang didn't know what to say, so he could only continue, "I'm sorry."

Dr. Chen closed his eyes.

What he wanted was never her apologies.
Chapter completed!