"Is that Song Qingyou?"

A shout came from the hall.

Song Qingyou turned around quickly: "I am."

The doctor was wearing a mask and his face was covered so tightly that his expression could not be seen. He glanced at Song Qingyou up and down and said, "Come here with me first."

Fu Wenzhou held Song Qingyou's hand and led her to the emergency operating room.

After entering, Song Qingyou asked: "I am Song Qingyou. May I ask how the patient who jumped from the building is doing now?"

The doctor took out a picture, pointed at a certain place and said: "Fortunately, there was a filter to hold her when she jumped, which cushioned the momentum and did not hit the back of her head. However, she is still being rescued. Is she out of danger?

It depends on the subsequent surgery and postoperative observation, so you should pay the fee first."

Song Qingyou pursed her lips: "Okay."

The doctor couldn't help but ask: "This little girl looks so young, why did she jump off the building?"

Song Qingyou shook her head: "Sorry, I don't know."

A cold snort came from the side: "If your brain is broken and you want to die, no one can stop you."

Song Qingyou: "..."

The doctor suddenly frowned: "Sir, this is a hospital, and every life is worthy of respect. Please be careful when you speak."

Fu Wenzhou's lips curled up with a hint of ridicule: "You committed suicide by jumping off a building and died in someone else's newly developed building. Do you know what this news means when it breaks out? It means that billions of investments are at risk of being wasted because no one

She would be willing to have fun in a place where people died. If she really wanted to die, she should find a place with no one, instead of deliberately choosing my wife..."

Seeing the doctor's face getting darker and darker, Song Qingyou pulled Fu Wenzhou's cuffs and said softly: "Go and pay."

Fu Wenzhou opened his narrow eyes lazily, patted Song Qingyou on the back, and said, "I'll be here soon."

Song Qingyou: "Yeah."

Although the doctor was angry, the aura of the man in front of him was too strong. Both his clothes and his temperament told him that this man was not an ordinary person. He did not dare to offend easily, so he could only hold back his anger and hold back.

Waiting until Fu Wenzhou left, he turned to the woman in front of him who looked gentle, gentle and knowledgeable and said, "What is your relationship with the patient? We may need to contact her family members to sign. Can you sign?"

Song Qingyou didn't hesitate at all, and said quietly: "I am just the person in charge of the real estate where her accident occurred. As for her family members, I can try to help contact them."

The doctor put away the film: "Okay, please contact her family as soon as possible, otherwise the subsequent surgery will not be possible."

Song Qingyou said "hmm", walked to the corner and dialed Song Ning's number.

She had blocked this number before, but now she pulled it out because something like this happened.

Song Qingyou had mixed emotions in her heart, but her brain was surprisingly calm. In just one hour, her thoughts had become much clearer.

Song Ning took a long time to answer.

When he opened his mouth, he scolded: "You still have the nerve to call me! I gave birth to you in vain..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Qingyou interrupted: "Xu Qingran had a car accident. I will have someone pick you up at the First People's Hospital of the city. I will arrive at your home in about forty-five minutes. You can prepare."

After she finished speaking, she hung up without giving Song Ning any chance to speak.

Afterwards, she contacted Fu Bei to use a helicopter to pick up Song Ning directly.

After the arrangements were made, Song Qingyou made another call to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun answered the question after ringing: "How is Xu Qingran?"

Song Qingyou: "Still rescuing, what do the police say?"

Jiang Xun looked back at the construction site and rubbed his brows: "She committed suicide. Although she has nothing to do with us, she is still jointly and severally responsible for poor supervision. It is estimated that the higher-ups will issue a notice tomorrow, ordering us to temporarily suspend work."

Song Qingyou responded calmly: "First block the news, and then arrange the workers on site. We must not let this matter leak out and affect the development of the real estate. Also, to be on the safe side, prepare two public relations statements, one stating that Xu Qingran was injured.

It’s not dead, it’s a posthumous statement, you should know how to write the content.”

Jiang Xun said: "I know this. I have already made preparations. The most important thing now is that Xu Qingran cannot die."

Song Qingyou relaxed for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This is decided by the hospital, not by us. All we can do is try to minimize the impact on the Song and Jiang companies."

Jiang Xun: "Okay."
Chapter completed!