苏韵：“……”还有心思开玩笑。                                                                                蒋慕承淡淡的说：“不是来看望你的，就是怕你万一不行，我之前给你几百万的代理费就打水漂了。”                                                                                夏乔被气的咳嗽了两声，牵连着伤口撕开般的疼。                                                                                一身汗都出来了。                                                                                苏韵掐他手指，让他闭嘴，大清早的说这话很忌讳。                                                                                蒋慕承倒是无所谓。                                                                                傅明琰看了眼时间，问苏韵：“马上就开会了，走不走？”                                                                                “好。”她跟夏乔也没什么好说的，看她没生命危险就放心了。                                                                                她又跟蒋慕承说了几句，就跟傅明琰一起离开病房。                                                                                待苏韵一走，蒋慕承的脸色就阴沉下来：“夏乔，你有圣母心，去帮傅明琰，那是你的事，我管不着，但你别在我案子最关键时刻给我节外生枝！后果你没法承担，也承担不起！”                                                                                夏乔手指微微蜷缩，“我半条命都快没有的人，你还忍心再怪我？”                                                                                “那是你活该！”                                                                                “四哥，我也有心，也会疼，你能别这么说吗？”                                                                                夏乔再也没法说笑，不止身体疼，心也疼。