bookcurios Chapter 205 Mu Tingyun was arrested
Chapter 205 Mu Tingyun was arrested
Noticing Mu Tingyun's arrival, the Shen brothers looked at each other quickly.
Finally, Shen Jinyan suddenly said to Song Jingcheng: "Brother Song, it's your turn to receive the guests."
The call of "Brother Song" is so intimate.
When Mu Tingyun first came to visit the Shen family, what did Uncle Shen call him?
Oh, Mr. Mu.
What a polite and distant name.
Song Jingcheng looked at Shen Jinyan deeply, chuckled and whispered: "This New Year, I will give each of you a car."
Such a sensible brother should be loved well.
Hearing this, Shen Sili was very excited. He said, "I want a Daniel. Can you give it to me, brother-in-law?"
"Just because you call me brother-in-law, if you want a buffalo, I will go to the field and catch one for you and bring it to you."
After joking with the Shen brothers for a few words, Song Jingcheng controlled the wheelchair and went to Mu Tingyun.
Mu Tingyun looked at him with a frown.
Song Jingcheng had just undergone a minor surgery three days ago. He had been well fed by Su Jin these past few days, and his cheeks had long since regained their rosy color.
But he stayed up late with Shen He last night, and the indigo color in his eyes became even darker.
This made him look like he was at the end of his luck and was about to have a last burst of glory.
only...
A thought suddenly flashed through Mu Tingyun's mind -
How long has it been since my uncle's last moments?
It must be almost a month.
How is he still holding on?
"Tingyun, I'm surprised you can come." Song Jingcheng was sitting in a wheelchair, still full of vigor and was not at all suppressed by Mu Tingyun, who came in a suit and tie and was well prepared.
Mu Tingyun seemed unable to hear the hidden meaning behind Song Jingcheng's words.
My uncle was simply saying that he was thick-skinned and had the nerve to attend Ms. Zhong's funeral after doing such an outrageous thing to Shen He.
But Mu Tingyun is capable of even more shameless things.
Song Jingcheng isn't dead yet, but Mu Tingyun has already begun to fantasize about snatching Shen He away at Song Jingcheng's funeral.
After calming himself down, Mu Tingyun remained respectful on the surface and replied to Song Jingcheng with his eyes lowered: "My uncle came even though he was not feeling well, so how could I not come?"
"Besides, even though Shen He and I broke up, we were still in love for four years."
"The friendship we had for those four years cannot be faked."
Having been in love with Shen He for four years, this became the only thing Mu Tingyun could show off in front of Song Jingcheng.
He had the upper hand on this point.
"Mrs. Shen has passed away, and Shen He is also very sad. As her...friend, I should at least come and visit her."
"Besides, the Shen family and I haven't gotten to the point where we'll never see each other again."
Hearing these lame remarks, Song Jingcheng's cold and handsome face was always filled with a tolerant smile.
That kind of smile is like a mature and steady elder watching a middle school ghost-like boy riding a motorcycle.
It seems to be tolerant, but in fact it is contempt that comes from the bones.
A silent rage burned in Mu Tingyun's heart, and he almost had a falling out with Song Jingcheng.
But Song Jingcheng only needed one sentence to make him lose all hope.
Song Jingcheng said: "I have found the miracle doctor Su Miao."
...After a long while, Mu Tingyun finally heard the voices around him again, and heard Song Jingcheng say, "What a coincidence, she also came to the funeral."
"...Who is it?" Mu Tingyun heard his own voice stiffly asking, "Who is Divine Doctor Su Miao?"
Song Jingcheng smiled faintly and said nothing.
At this time, the voices of two drug dealer representatives talking in the distance drifted into Mu Tingyun's ears from the corner of the wall -
"I never thought that Miss Shen's grandmother was actually the miraculous doctor Su Miao who benefited the people of the whole country. Back then, when I was still a junior high school student, an infectious disease broke out in the whole country that year, and so many people died."
"Suddenly one day, the country gave us boiled Chinese medicine soup. We just needed to drink five bags of it. The recipe of the soup was donated to the country by Dr. Su Miao for free!"
"For so many years, the National Medical Clinic has been looking for the whereabouts of the miracle doctor Su Miao. I never expected that the living Hua Tuo who saved the poor and the distressed was actually Miss Shen's grandmother."
"I heard someone say that the old man Shen Zhenkun from the Shen family, who had died many years ago, abandoned Dr. Su Miao because of her humble background when he was young!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"If that old man knew about this, he would regret it to death."
...
When Mu Tingyun heard these words, shock and panic appeared in his eyes.
"Su... Grandma Su is the Divine Doctor Su Miao?" Mu Tingyun couldn't believe it, and murmured absentmindedly: "How could Shen He's grandmother be the Divine Doctor Su Miao?"
"She's just an ordinary village doctor! I even asked Jianghai District to investigate!"
Jiang Hai will not betray him!
The information they found would not be wrong.
Su Jin is clearly just a village doctor who doesn't even have a medical license. How could a barefoot doctor like her become the Su Miao Miracle Doctor?
"Even the National Medical Clinic couldn't find out the true identity of Dr. Su Miao, so how could the person named Jiang Hai beside you find out?"
"Because of Divine Doctor Su Miao, she never wanted to reveal her identity from the beginning to the end. Divine Doctor Su Miao, she only exists in those letters donated to the National Medical Center for free."
"It would be strange if you could find a miracle doctor who is indifferent to fame and wealth and willing to live a simple life in the countryside."
This was also the reason why Song Jingcheng, in his previous life, could not find the whereabouts of Dr. Su Miao even after using all his connections.
In this life, if Shen He's experience had not stimulated Su Jin, Su Jin would still choose to conceal her true identity if she wanted to become Shen He's backer.
Until you die, you will rot in the coffin.
From what Song Jingcheng said, it seemed that he had known the true identity of Dr. Su Miao for a long time. Mu Tingyun gradually felt uneasy.
He slowly lowered his head and stared at Song Jingcheng's legs.
Is my uncle really so ill that he can’t stand up?
I'm afraid this is just an illusion he created on purpose.
Mu Tingyun squatted in front of Song Jingcheng and asked him in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "How long do you plan to pretend that my uncle is sick?"
"I won't pretend anymore later." Song Jingcheng admitted frankly.
Although he guessed that Song Jingcheng was faking illness, Mu Tingyun still felt uneasy when he actually got Song Jingcheng's admission.
"Why...are you pretending to be sick?" This is what made Mu Tingyun feel uneasy.
"If I don't pretend to be sick, how can I take the opportunity to see the true face of my good nephew?" At this moment, Song Jingcheng finally tore off the mask he had been wearing on his face.
Hearing his answer, a chill ran down Mu Tingyun's spine inch by inch towards his head.
Mu Tingyun asked hoarsely, "Then why don't you pretend again later?"
"because..."
Song Jingcheng suddenly lowered his head and patiently whispered into Mu Tingyun's ear, "Your second brother arrested Xie Jinghong and personally handed over the evidence of the Mu family and WE Group's crimes to the police."
"The Mu family will be investigated tonight."
Mu Tingyun clenched his fists and questioned Song Jingcheng: "You and my second brother..."
Song Jingcheng knew what Mu Tingyun was thinking, and he said, "I will never be friends with the Mu family. Don't worry, there is no cooperation between me and your second brother."
Upon learning that his uncle was really targeting every member of the Mu family indiscriminately, Mu Tingyun actually felt better for a moment.
Not missing the twisted pleasure that flashed across Mu Tingyun's eyes, Song Jingcheng shook his head in extreme disappointment.
He had taught Mu Tingyun earnestly how to do business, how to be a person, and how to sum up the experience of failure and start again.
That is what an uncle expects of his nephew.
But Mu Tingyun's actions had already exhausted Song Jingcheng's emotions.
"Mu Tingyun, the things that matter to me most are nothing more than three things."
"First, the recognition of the Mu family, second, the honor and wealth of the Mu family, and third, my inheritance."
"If you insist on adding one more thing." Song Jingcheng looked at Mu Tingyun sarcastically and added, "You can also count Shen He, who once blocked a knife for you and truly loved you, but was let down by you."
Every word Song Jingcheng said was sharp.
The words turned into steel nails, piercing Mu Tingyun's flesh and blood vessels one by one.
He was in unspeakable pain.
"And now, the Mu family has been destroyed, and the Mu Group will also be overturned when dawn comes. As for me, thanks to the divine doctor Su Miao, I probably won't die."
"As for Shen He..."
Song Jingcheng changed his previous nonchalant look, his eyes suddenly turned into domineering and strong, he said: "Shen He is nothing, she doesn't belong to anyone, naturally not to me. But the man who is qualified to stand beside her will only be me, don't even think about it."
Finally, Song Jingcheng taught Mu Tingyun: "If you take a wrong step, all steps will be wrong, and you will eventually fall into the abyss."
"Mu Tingyun, after tonight, you will fall into your abyss."
Mu Tingyun's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to ask Song Jingcheng what he meant by that, he suddenly saw Shen He walking out of the mourning hall.
She walked past the crowd, came to Song Jingcheng's side and stood still, and told Mu Tingyun: "Director Jiang has already arrived at the police station."
"What?" Mu Tingyun suddenly felt something was wrong.
Director Jiang had participated in the murder of donor No. 2. What could he do by going to the police station?
Expose him, of course!
Mu Tingyun didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear the sound of sirens. The sound was getting closer and more shrill.
As Li Xingtu strode towards Mu Tingyun with a gun in one hand, Shen He also took a step forward, raised his head and whispered in Mu Tingyun's ear: "Mu Tingyun, I am using your conviction to congratulate my new life."
"This gift is really what I want."