Wenyi naturally didn''t know this first. The first person to receive the news was mo Shichen. After he placed Li Fu in Jiangcheng, he left his personal number for the person in charge. Five minutes after the incident, he received a phone call.


    Li''s father fell from a building and died.


    More precisely, it''s suicide by jumping off a building.


    When he received the call, Mo Shichen was in a meeting. His cell phone was silent. The screen of the first call came on. He glanced at it and then pressed it off. Within ten seconds, a text message came in.


    When he saw this sentence, his eyes narrowed sharply, and then the whole person''s aura changed subtly. It was cold and tense, and the original warm look was indifferent.


    For a while, the people at the table looked at his face, and all inexplicably raised their hearts.


    He stared at the message for a few seconds, until the screen of the mobile phone automatically dimmed.


    Mo Shichen didn''t show any sound and color that could be speculated on the spot. He only arranged the next tasks in a light and orderly way, made it clear what needs to be explained, and then ended the meeting in advance.


    Out of the conference room he called back, his voice cold and oppressive. "What''s the matter?"


    Obviously, the people on the other side of the mobile phone are panic and nervous. After all, this is not a small matter. Besides, it involves the power they can''t afford, "I We don''t know. Today afternoon, the nurse gave Mr. Li a routine examination last night. He left the ward for a few minutes. He Open the window and jump down. "


    The man said coldly, "what about people?"


    "I''m sorry, Mr. mo Mr. Li died on the spot. "


    Death on the spot, no surprise answer.


    Mo Shichen''s voice turned cold completely. "I''ll give you money to take care of people. You can give me such a result. OK, when I get to Jiangcheng, if you can''t give me a satisfactory explanation, I don''t think you need to continue to open your hospital."


    When the conversation fell, he stopped giving the other side a chance to talk and cut off the conversation directly.


    He threw his cell phone to the desk, propped his hands on the desk, bowed his head and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, called Kangding in, calmly told him to book the ticket and arrange the schedule.


    …………


    When Wenyi receives the call from Mo Shichen who is about to leave, she is inserting a white rose -


    because Mo Shichen sent her a bunch of roses, and then she tries to figure out how to insert them beautifully when she fiddles with them, and studies how to get interested. Then the man sends flowers to her everyday to satisfy her "thirst for knowledge" of "new knowledge", so that she can touch them by herself Play by the rope.


    When she saw the phone on the other side ring, she subconsciously looked down.


    Master mo.


    She put down her work and answered the phone without much thought. "Aren''t you working now? Can I help you?"


    His tone was a little dull, unusual, "madam."


    "Well?"


    He said lightly, "something happened over there in Jiangcheng. I''ll deal with it. You''ll wait for me at home."


    "What''s the matter?"


    After a moment of silence, the man replied, "Qian Rui''s father has passed away."


    Wenyi was completely stunned this time.


    …………


    After Mo Shichen simply explained the work, he went to the airport directly from the company and rushed to Jiangcheng. His time was almost seamless. Wen Yi didn''t speak after he told her the news on the phone.


    For a while, she didn''t know what to say.


    Wait for her to slow down again, Mo Shichen has already flown.


    After hanging up, she had no other thoughts for a while, and sat down in a daze, staring at the quiet and delicate white rose at the table.


    Dead?


    How did you die Is it a natural death of illness or old age, or because


    For a few moments, she wanted to call Jiangcheng to inquire. Although she was in Paris, she wanted to inquire about something, but it was only a matter of a few words. But the thought turned around in her mind, and she gave up.


    What does it have to do with her.


    Besides, she doesn''t want to interfere with people and things related to Li qianrui. She can''t do anything good by letting her interfere.


    …………


    As soon as Mo Shichen arrived in Jiangcheng, the hospital was already ready to meet him.


    He didn''t order. Li Fu''s body was in the mortuary of the hospital. He didn''t dare to decide anything.


    Mo Shichen drove directly from the airport to the hospital, and led the leader to the morgue to see the body. He was cold and indifferent, and almost didn''t speak in the whole process, which made the leader with him have a cold sweat in the late autumn.


    Out of the mortuary, he said a light, "the body is temporarily preserved, waiting for his daughter to see the last side."


    "OK, Mr. mo."


    At last, he raised his eyelids, half turned over, and projected his indifferent eyes on the dean. He said quietly, "now I''ll give you three minutes to explain why the person I give you care of will jump off the building."Several people looked at each other for a while, but when Mo Shichen''s eyes showed impatience, the Dean opened his mouth with a stiff head, "I didn''t take care of Mr. Li It''s our nurse''s fault, but the reason why Mr. Li jumped from the building. According to the note written by the nurse who took care of him during this time It should be It''s about your wife. "


    The man''s face that never saw emotion finally appeared to fluctuate. He narrowed his eyes and his tone was still very light


    The nurse who took care of father Li has been brought here.


    The Dean quickly handed the note to Mo Shichen.


    He glanced at the Dean, who was nervous and uneasy. He took his long finger and looked down at him. He said a word lightly


    After a few seconds'' delay, he understood that he meant to let the nurse talk.


    He watched and listened.


    Don''t say such things as the usual stall, the doctor-patient relationship is also very strong, and there is still such a figure behind it. Although the man didn''t speak loudly from the beginning to the end, standing there without saying a word is enough to make people nervous.


    Miss nurse tightly twisted her hands, "this For more than a week, Mr. Li has given A Miss Wen called, but after two answers No more. Then Mr. Li asked me Teach him to text... "


    "Old people don''t use SMS very much A text message will take a long time, and he won''t let me help him Sometimes all day Are constantly texting, texting But Miss Wen It seems that I have never returned... "


    "Mo, Mr. mo After your last visit, Mr. Li was in better shape, but these days, because of phone messages His spirit is getting worse and worse. I was going to discuss with Mr. Li''s attending doctor whether to tell you, but I didn''t expect Mr. Li I can''t think about it. "