Chapter 469
Trump Card Warm Marriage
Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION
âTen years? â Si Zhanbei was shocked again.
In other words, someone had started injecting this drug into Mei Ruolanâs body ten years ago. Why was the timing so coincidental, it had to be ten years?
Could this matter be related to the disappearance of his uncle?
Si Zhanbei fell into deep thought, and Sheng Fenghua threw a bomb at him, saying: âMei Ruolanâs body was also planted with love Gu. â
âLove Gu? â Si Zhanbei turned to look at Sheng Fenghua, his face full of confusion. In this era, there were actually people who used Gu?
âThatâs right, and it seems that the time for planting love Gu is around ten years. â
Si Zhanbei was stunned, another ten years had passed.
At this moment, he felt more and more that what happened to Mei Ruolan was related to the disappearance of his uncle. Thus, he looked at Sheng Fenghua and asked: âWife, when will she wake up, I want to ask her a few questions. â
âwith her current condition, she needs an IV drip to reduce her fever. So, I have an idea, bring her back. This way, whether it is an injection or taking care of her, it will be more convenient, what do you think? â
Si Zhanbei thought for a moment and nodded, agreeing with Sheng Fenghuaâs idea.
He wanted to know what happened to Mei Ruolan and whether it was really related to the disappearance of his uncle.
After the husband and wife had discussed it, they brought Mei Ruolan back to the villa in the name of taking her to the hospital for treatment.
After returning to the villa, Sheng Fenghua immediately took out anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicine from her space and gave Mei Ruolan an intravenous drip.
After hanging up the water, Sheng Fenghua then went downstairs to eat breakfast with Si Zhanbei.
She had planned to go out for a good walk today, but because of Mei Ruolanâs matter, she had to stay at home.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
After getting a bottle of drip, Mei ruolanâs fever finally subsided. The complexion on her face also slowly improved. When she finished the second bottle, Mei Ruolan woke up.
The moment she woke up, Sheng Fenghua, who was sitting next to her reading a book, noticed her, so he stood up and walked in front of her, asking with a smile, âyouâre awake? How do you feel? â
âwhere am I? â Seeing Sheng Fenghua, Mei Ruolan was slightly stunned. Last night, ever since she found out that Si Mufeng had gone missing for 10 years, her memory had faded.
âAt my place. â Sheng Fenghua smiled. Seeing that Mei Ruolan wanted to sit up, he went forward to help her up.
After Mei Ruolan sat down, he thanked Sheng Fenghua and said, âXiaobeiâs wife, thank you! â
âYOUâRE WELCOME! â Sheng Fenghua waved his hand and said, âyou must be hungry. Iâll go get you something to eat. â
After that, Sheng Fenghua went downstairs. Not long after, he brought a bowl of porridge upstairs.
After eating the porridge, Mei Ruolan felt much better. She looked at Sheng Fenghua and asked, âwhereâs Xiaobei? I have something to ask him. Can you ask him to come over? â
âWait a moment! â
Sheng Fenghua got up and went next door. She called Si Zhanbei to Mei ruolanâs room.
âXiaobei, Iâm sorry! â Mei Ruolan saw Si Zhanbei and her eyes lit up. She apologized. Actually, the person she should really say sorry to was Si Mufeng, but he had already disappeared. He would never hear her say sorry again.
âThe person youâre sorry to isnât me. â Si Zhanbei said coldly. Although the hatred towards Mei Ruolan in his heart had lessened a little, that hatred still existed.
âI know, I know, the person Iâm most sorry to is Mufeng. Originally, I thought that I could personally say sorry to him in my lifetime. Now it seems that I wonât be able to wait. â
Mei Ruolanâs face was filled with sorrow and regret, her entire being was immersed in self-blame and pain.