Chapter 79

In other words, at the moment they are in the same hospital.

Pei Yibai squinted his eyes, his expression was obscure, making it difficult for people to understand his true emotions.

"I want to know the specific situation of Sheng Zhenguo's injury site and extent." Pei Yibai twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

Wang Meng shivered and nodded respectfully. "Give me ten minutes."

It happened that there were acquaintances in this hospital, and it was not difficult for them to know about Sheng Zhenguo's situation.

Wang Meng quickly contacted the person, and got Sheng Zhenguo's injury report, which was quickly delivered to Pei Yibai.

On a thin piece of paper, Sheng Zhenguo's injury was clearly written on it.

Pei Yibai spread out the paper, and scanned the content on it at a glance. The more he looked, the more curved his mouth became.

What made the boss so happy? It shouldn't be, Wang Meng thought.

"You didn't read it?" Pei Yibai put away the content on the paper, his voice had returned to his usual calm.

Wang Meng nodded, how dare he look casually? Knowing that the boss is furious and bumping into him now, wouldn't he be looking for a dead end?

"Well, let's take a look." Pei Yibai handed the paper to Wang Meng.

Seeing this, Wang Meng couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of surprise.

Sheng Zhenguo had more than 20 skin injuries, almost the only way he was beaten desperately by Song. It is estimated that these will make him feel better for a while.

Putting this aside, what Wang Meng finds most funny is that the violence of their young wife is no longer in the skin trauma, but in the lifeblood of Old Sheng.

It was clearly written in the report that a certain part of Sheng Lao had been violently impacted, and it was diagnosed as a severe physical trauma, and a certain part of Sheng Lao could not be repaired at the moment, and further investigation was needed for the specific situation.

"This...Young Madam really deserves her reputation..." Wang Meng realized that he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

But looking at the final diagnosis result is really satisfying, and I know why Mr. Pei smiled.

Pei Yibai stopped smiling when he heard Wang Meng's words.

This was just a small lesson, but it was far from reaching the level he wanted.

"Go to the doctor and ask whether Sheng Zhenguo's illness is temporary or permanent."

If it is the former, it would be too regrettable.

If it's the latter, that's the real joy.

For a person like Sheng Zhenguo, the important thing is not to destroy his reputation or money, but to destroy his proud male self-esteem.

Besides, in this city, anyone who knew a little about Sheng Zhenguo knew that this person had no reputation at all, so to Sheng Zhenguo, the damage to his reputation was the least important thing.

Of course, if Sheng Zhenguo can no longer use that thing to harm others, it is estimated that many people will applaud him.

"Yes, Mr. Pei, I will tell you as soon as there is a result." Immediately, Wang Meng left in a hurry.

Zhao Mengmeng held Song Weiyi's hand and asked her furiously what happened.

"Why did Fu Zining take advantage of me when I went to the bathroom? Are you okay? I was scared to death. If something really happened to you, I would be a sinner, and Pei Yibai would definitely hunt me down."

As she spoke, Zhao Mengmeng gritted her teeth.

I thought that the conspiracy Fu Zining used before was already outrageous, but I didn't expect that there was nothing Fu Zining could not do that she could not think of.

Zhao Mengmeng also remembered this account.

"Why did you call Pei Yibai?" Song Weiyi didn't return to Zhao Mengmeng's question, but instead asked her.

"Isn't it because of worry? Accidents can happen in seemingly ordinary bars. Fu Zining's thoughts are too cruel. This woman is uneasy and kind." Zhao Mengmeng said through gritted teeth.

Fu Zining, Song Weiyi hasn't had time to settle today's debt with her.

If it was said that she had chosen to pretend to be a fool when she was connecting with herself before, but what Fu Zining did today made Song Weiyi extremely disgusted.

It's useless to say more now, Song Weiyi doesn't want to hear that person's name, one day, she will make Fu Zining regret everything she did today.

Clenching his fist, Song Weiwei secretly warned in his heart.

After the examination, Song Weiyi was arranged to go to the ward for an IV drip. Zhao Mengmeng wanted to accompany her, but Pei Yibai came out from nowhere, glanced at her nonchalantly, and told her to go back first.

Seeing his gaze, Zhao Mengmeng felt guilty, probably Pei Yibai also knew that she was the one who encouraged Song Weiyi to go to the bar, so he didn't dare to confront him again.

When she left, Pei Yibai closed the door of the ward with a cold face.

Song Weiwei took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken a shower since he left the hotel.

The hospital gown was placed next to her, and she picked up a pair and walked into the bathroom without saying a word.

When she was in the hotel, she cleaned up the mess on her body, but until now, Song Weiyi still felt that Sheng Zhenguo's disgusting smell still lingered on her body, which made her hair stand on end, and she wanted to rub off a layer of skin.

She washed in the bathroom for a full hour, used up half a bottle of shower gel, and her whole body turned red from rubbing, Song Weiyi didn't give up.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself whose hair was dripping water inside, Song Weiyi's hand clenched the edge of the floating platform tightly.

"Have you finished washing?" Pei Yibai's concerned voice came from outside the door, and Song Weiyi's wandering thoughts finally came to his senses.

The door was unlocked, Song Weiyi opened it directly and let Pei Yibai in.

There was misty mist in the bathroom, and the bright light shone on Song Weiyi's face, allowing Pei Yibai to clearly see her slightly swollen lips.

"After washing, come out and dry your hair first, the nurse will give you a drip." Pei Yibai said calmly.

"En." Song Weiwei nodded, and the next moment, his palm was held by Pei Yibai.

She stared blankly at Pei Yibai. For some reason, Song Weiyi suddenly felt that her body was a little dirty. Although she knew that she was innocent, even half a bottle of shower gel could not erase what happened tonight.

Subconsciously, Song Weiyi wanted to withdraw his hand.

"What's the fuss?" Pei Yibai looked over and frowned.

Song Weiyi was speechless, but was surprised to find that Pei Yibai held her hand even tighter.

"Let's go."

Noticing her wet hair, Pei Yibai picked up the hair dryer without further ado, asked Song Weiwei to sit with his back to him, and blow it for her himself.

There was no sound of conversation in the room, only the whistling of the hair dryer.

The nurse pushed open the door and entered, ready to give Song Weiyi an IV.

"Mr. Pei, Mrs. Pei, can we start?"

It happened that Song Weiyi's hair was almost blown out, so Pei Yibai put down the hair dryer and nodded slightly towards him.

"You lie down on the bed."