funbook-pk Chapter 290 Song Yirou is dead
Chapter 290 Song Yirou is dead
Chapter 290 Song Yirou is dead
The next day.
Ling Sheng felt an itch on his face. He closed his eyes and accurately grabbed the hand.
With a long arm, he pulled the person into his arms.
"What?"
Song Nanxi knelt down and ground the stone cruelly.
"How about I compensate you?"
Ling Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of drowsiness.
He suddenly turned over, scooped up Song Nanxi, and headed towards the bathroom.
"What do you say?"
He's going to suffocate if he doesn't vent.
Song Nanxi leaned on his shoulder and chuckled softly. She hadn't expected Ling Sheng to be so patient.
Last night, even in her half-asleep state, she could feel that tangible presence, pressing against her waist.
……
The two of them fooled around in the bathroom for a long time.
My phone rang incessantly in the bedroom.
Song Nanxi came out with wet hair, and Ling Sheng brought her a dry towel and a hairdryer.
Ling Sheng's eyes turned icy as he saw the name on the note.
If one could kill someone from a distance, Yu Jing would have died eight hundred times over.
"Yu Jing, what's wrong?"
Song Nanxi sat down on the small sofa in the bedroom, her voice languid.
Ling Sheng carefully absorbed the water from her hair.
Suddenly—
Song Nanxi's smile faded.
"You mean, Song Yirou is dead?"
……
Landed in Beijing.
Yu Jing drove to pick her up and take her to the hospital.
Currently, Song Yirou's body is in the hospital morgue.
A once-glorious superstar has fallen to such a state, with swollen and shiny skin.
Song Nanxi said to Ling Sheng, "You guys wait outside."
Yu Jing went in with Song Nanxi.
"The hospital examination results show that she died suddenly. If Song Yirou's family does not insist, the case will be closed as sudden death and no one will investigate it further."
"Heh..." Song Nanxi wanted to laugh, "What family does she have?"
Does it refer to the father in the countryside who is a complete scoundrel, or the mother in prison?
Or perhaps—their adoptive parents who have been expelled from the Song family, and their bankrupt adoptive brother.
Yu Jing chuckled, "That's true, but I always felt that her death wasn't so simple."
Song Nanxi: "It's obvious."
She walked to Song Yirou's body, her eyes calm and expressionless, devoid of resentment or sympathy.
He reached out and pried open her eyelids to take a look.
His pupils were already dilated.
The system is probably no longer inside her body.
Song Nanxi squinted, and a name jumped into her mind.
Chu, An, Hui.
...
Ling Sheng entered with a sullen face.
"Song Yirou's death has spread to the international internet."
Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, "Who posted this?"
Ling Sheng: "Song, Mo."
Song Nanxi sighed, "He still truly loves Song Yirou."
Of all the men, countless others were using Song Yirou, but only Song Mo genuinely wanted what was best for her.
Unfortunately, in Song Yirou's choice, Song Mo was just a backup option.
"Find someone to control him and stop him from causing trouble. I don't have time to deal with this mess right now."
Song Nanxi walked outside, "Forget it, I'll find an opportunity to bring him to see me."
News of Song Yirou's death spread from overseas websites to China.
Those who knew about it were shocked, and then had mixed feelings.
As the saying goes, "debts die with a person," and some netizens have begun to miss Song Yirou.
Her fans also started returning to the fandom to remember Song Yirou.
By the way—curse Song Nanxi.
That's right, they believe that Song Nanxi killed Song Yirou.
The two of them were enemies.
Despite her busy schedule, Song Nanxi still had to log on to Weibo.
Ordinary Genius Song Nanxi v: Brain-dead people, don't come near me, I'm annoyed.
Ordinary Genius Song Nanxi v: Temporarily retiring from the entertainment industry to focus on scientific research.
The two Weibo posts, the first being Song Nanxi's usual practice, but the second one quickly spread across the entire internet.
"No, child, I can't read anymore?"
[The sky has fallen, sis! We were waiting for you to appear on variety shows to promote your new drama!! You're just retiring like this??]
[You damn haters, I'll fight you to the death!]
[Even as a bystander, my world has collapsed. After seeing Song Nanxi in person, how am I supposed to face those beautifully packaged puppets in the entertainment industry?]
[Scientific research? No, I know you're very capable, but aren't you exaggerating a bit too much?]
Song Nanxi uninstalled Weibo.
I had no intention of replying at all.
A cancer-specific drug has been put into human trials.
Apart from Mr. Xiao, the others selected were ordinary families who could no longer afford further treatment and were left to die.
The list was decided by Song Nanxi.
She was confident in her drug and believed that it would succeed as long as she put it into experiments.
It would be best to save as many ordinary people struggling between life and death as possible.
Yue Fengyi recently completed a project and was resting. She just landed in Beijing yesterday.
She came to check on the projects her 'students' were working on, but unexpectedly, Song Nanxi also happened to be in Beijing.
Yue Fengyi's whereabouts are kept secret, and she cannot wander around.
To dedicate oneself to this line of work is to dedicate oneself to the country.
Upon receiving the notification, Song Nanxi went to the meeting even though she didn't know who the recipient was.
Pushing open the door, the tea room was filled with playful light and shadow. The woman's temples were already streaked with gray, and her long hair was neatly gathered at the back of her head and tied into a bun.
She possesses a refined and serene demeanor.
It just goes to show that time never defeats a beautiful woman.
Song Nanxi's eyes lit up, and for the first time, she felt a lump in her throat.
"Sister Fengyi!"
Yue Fengyi raised her eyes, looked at Song Nanxi, and smiled gently.
"Nanxi, it's been a long time."
The two talked for a long time in the tea room, with endless things to say.
Yue Fengyi said that she only then realized that so much had happened in the short time that Song Nanxi had been gone.
When Song Nanxi's biological parents were mentioned, Yue Fengyi was not as indignant as Yue Zhiyuan.
She simply said, "Some people are born with weak family ties, but that doesn't mean no one loves you. Nanxi, you deserve the love of many people. Your charm and talent will attract more and more followers in the future."
Song Nanxi and she smiled at each other. "I know."
Until finally, dusk was approaching.
Yue Fengyi then remembered something insignificant.
"I heard—the girl who took your place in life, has passed away?"
Song Nanxi nodded. "Yes, they said it was a sudden death."
Yue Fengyi sighed softly, "Fate plays tricks on us."
She made an appointment with Song Nanxi to visit the patients who participated in the experiment at the research institute the next day.
Song Nanxi agreed.
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"Engineer Song."
"Yue Gong."
When the two travel, they are surrounded by countless people, both overt and covert, protecting them so that not even a mosquito can fly into their protective circle if they so desire.
These patients were placed in separate rooms.
Each door has a viewing window in front of it, so that the patient's condition can be easily observed.
As Yue Fengyi looked around, even with her extensive knowledge, she couldn't help but show amazement.
"Nanxi, you are truly born to do research. With you in China, the future is bright."
Song Nanxi: "Sister Fengyi, don't flatter me. Even if you praise me to the skies, I will not go back to the research base with the teacher."
It's too stuffy over there.
Yue Fengyi: "..."
She shook her head, amused. "Dad does... but it all depends on your wishes. You're a key protected individual now, who would dare force you?"
The last person we visited was Mr. Xiao.
Song Nanxi led Yue Fengyi directly inside.