Naturally, Wen Yi was not the first to know about this matter. The first person to receive the news was Mo Shichen. After he placed Li's father in Jiangcheng, he left his personal number for the person in charge. Five minutes after the incident, he Got the call.
Father Li fell to his death.
To be more precise, it was suicide by jumping off a building.
Mo Shichen was in a meeting when he received the call. His phone was on silent. The screen from the first call lit up. He glanced at it and then pressed the button. In less than ten seconds, a text message came in.
[Mr. Mo, Mr. Li... jumped off the building.]
When he saw this sentence, his pupils shrank violently, and then his whole aura subtly changed, becoming cold and tense, and his originally gentle expression also became indifferent.
The people at the conference table looked at his expression and felt their hearts rise inexplicably.
He stared at the text message for a few seconds until the phone screen automatically went dark.
Mo Shichen didn't show anything that could lead to speculation on the spot. He just laid out the upcoming tasks in a calm and orderly manner, briefly explained what needed to be explained, and ended the meeting early.
After leaving the conference room, he called back, his voice so cold that it felt oppressive, "What happened?"
It was obviously audible that the people on the other side of the phone were panicked and nervous. After all, this was not a trivial matter in the first place, not to mention that there were powerful forces involved behind it that they could not afford to offend. "I... we don't know either. The nurse gave Mr. Li a call at noon today." After my husband had a routine check-up last night, he only left the ward for a few minutes when he... opened the window and jumped out."
The man said indifferently, "Where are the people?"
"Sorry Mr. Mo... Mr. Li died on the spot."
He died on the spot, no surprise answer.
Mo Shichen's voice completely turned cold, "I spend money to let you take care of people, and you will give me this result. Okay, when I get to Jiangcheng, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I think your hospital will also use it." No need to continue driving."
As soon as the words fell, he no longer gave the other party a chance to speak and directly cut off the call.
He threw the phone on the desk, put his hands on the table, lowered his head and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, called Kanding in, and calmly told him to book a flight and arrange his itinerary.
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When Wen Yi received a call from Mo Shichen before leaving, she was arranging white roses—
Because Mo Shichen gave her a large bouquet of roses before, and when she was playing with them, she was thinking about how to put them in a beautiful way, and she became interested in studying them. Then, in order to satisfy her "curiosity" for "new knowledge", the man "Send flowers to her every day and let her explore and play by herself.
She saw her cell phone ringing nearby, and subconsciously lowered her head to look at it.
Mr. Mo.
She put down what she was doing and answered the phone without thinking much, "Isn't it your working time now? Come to see me if you need anything?"
His tone was a little dull and unusual, "Mrs."
"Um?"
He said calmly, "Something happened over there in Jiangcheng. I'll go over and handle it. You wait for me at home."
Wen Yi was startled, "What happened?"
After a moment of silence, the man finally answered, "Qian Rui's father passed away."
Wen Yi was completely stunned this time.
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After Mo Shichen briefly explained the work matters, he went directly from the company to the airport and rushed to Jiangcheng. The time was almost seamless. Wen Yi fell silent after hearing him tell her the news on the phone. .
For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
When she recovered, Mo Shichen was already on the plane.
After hanging up the phone, she had no other thoughts for a while and sat down blankly, looking at the quiet and delicate white roses on the table in trance.
Passed away
How did he pass away... Was it a natural death due to illness or old age, or was it...
For a few moments, she wanted to call Jiangcheng to inquire. Although she was in Paris, she wanted to get some information and understand something, which was just a matter of a few words. But this thought went around in her mind. Still gave up.
What does it have to do with her
Besides, she didn't want to interfere with anyone or anything related to Li Qianrui. If she was allowed to interfere, she wouldn't be able to do anything good.
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As soon as Mo Shichen arrived in Jiangcheng, the hospital was already ready to welcome him.
He didn't give any orders. Father Li's body was parked in the hospital morgue, and he didn't dare to decide anything privately.
Mo Shichen drove directly from the airport to the hospital. The leader of the hospital personally led the way to the morgue to take a look at the body. He had a cold aura and an indifferent expression. He hardly spoke during the whole process, which made the accompanying leaders feel confused in this late autumn day. I broke out in a cold sweat.
After leaving the morgue, he said calmly, "The body will be kept temporarily until his daughter comes to see him for the last time."
"Okay, Mr. Mo."
Finally, he raised his eyelids, turned half sideways, cast his indifferent gaze on the dean, and spoke calmly, "Now I will give you three minutes to explain why the person I entrusted to your care, Will jump off the building."
Several people looked at each other for a while, until Mo Shichen's eyes showed impatience, the dean finally spoke up, "I didn't take good care of Mr. Li... It was our nurse's fault, but the reason why Mr. Li jumped off the building , according to the nurse who took care of him during this period and the suicide note written by him... it should be... related to your wife."
The man's emotionless face finally showed fluctuations. He narrowed his eyes and said in a very calm tone, "Oh?"
The nurse taking care of Li's father has been brought over.
The dean quickly handed the suicide note to Mo Shichen with both hands.
He glanced at the nervous and worried dean, took it with his long fingers, looked down at it, and uttered one word lightly, "Say."
After a few seconds, everyone understood that he meant asking the nurse to speak.
He watched and listened.
Not to mention that this kind of thing usually happens, the doctor-patient relationship is also very difficult, but there is still such a person behind the scenes. Although this man has never spoken harshly from the beginning to the end, just standing there without saying a word is enough to make people nervous.
The nurse wrung her hands tightly, "For more than a week now, Mr. Li has been calling... a Miss Wen every day, but after answering it twice... he stopped answering, and then Li called... The old gentleman asked me... to teach him how to send text messages... "
"The old man doesn't know how to use text messages... A text message takes a long time, and he doesn't let me help him... Sometimes he keeps making up and sending text messages all day long... But that Miss Wen... seems to have never replied... "
"Mo, Mr. Mo... After you came here last time, Mr. Li's condition was a little better, but these days because of phone calls and text messages... his spirit is getting worse and worse. I originally discussed it with Mr. Li's attending doctor. , Do you want me to tell you, but I didn’t expect... Mr. Li... to be confused."