C208 (1/2)

Chen Mo sat on a chair in the corridor, his hands fiercely grabbing onto his temples. He had already been sent inside for a few hours, but there were still no movements.

How could he be at ease? He continuously paced back and forth in the corridor, unable to sit still.

In the end, he took out his phone and called Jason, telling him to investigate what Song Qiting had told him.

”Doctor, how is Qi Ting?”

After a long while, when Chen Mo saw that the doctor finally walked out, he anxiously ran in front of the doctor, he had never been this panicked before.

He knew better than anyone else what kind of state Song Qiting was in just now. He had known Song Qiting for so many years, but he had never seen him give up his own life for some reason.

”The CEO is bleeding profusely from his stomach. Right now, he is not completely out of danger. As for when he will wake up, that is unknown.”

After all, he was an elderly doctor, and looking at Song Qiting and Tang Zhen, it was as though they were also his own children.

However, he still didn't understand how difficult it was for these people to walk on this road.

”What?”

Chen Mo looked at the doctor in shock.

He tried to calm himself. ”I know, the doctor thing must be kept secret, you hear?”

Chen Mo explained with a serious expression.

Don't even mention the fact that sung group had been a shopping mall all these years, there were too many people eyeing them covetously from the shadows. If the news of Song Qiting being hospitalized were to spread at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

”I know, don't worry, Mr. Chen.”

At the same time, several people behind him had already pushed Song Qiting into the Intensive Care Unit to observe the entire night. Only if his condition was slightly better, would they be able to teleport him out.

Chen Mo spent the entire night by his side, looking at Song Qiting's pale face through the glass. Even after so many years had passed since they were kidnapped and Song Qiting had lost consciousness due to injuries, they still had not become like this, and were faintly emitting a dejected aura.

Inside the old house.

Tang Zhen was reciting her lines as if nothing had happened, and she was acting on her back. A few days ago, after the observation of the mirror, she had become much more skillful at her own performance.

For example, she had to repeatedly train herself to capture more accurate and beautiful scenes from various angles, as well as to enrich her emotions and so on.

Furthermore, she had used such extreme methods to overcome her phobia. She did not know if she could really overcome it.

She suddenly recalled the scene she saw in her mind at that time. Just who was that woman at the top of the building who had hugged her and wanted to jump off the building?

How is she now? Was he still alive? Back then, she had clearly felt herself falling down from the sky as she lost her weight. But why was she still alive?

There were also those scenes of her constantly taking crazy pictures. Her phobia should have been imprinted in her subconscious mind at that time.

That was why, until now, she had only felt such fear when facing those cameras.

Tang Zhen suddenly seemed to understand something, she suddenly put down the script in her hand and quickly walked to the side of the computer.

She could clearly feel that she was only a little over a year old at that time. If she had really jumped off a building with a woman over 20 years ago, then there would definitely be some news on the internet.

Tang Zhen quickly opened the web page of her computer to search. If she was one year old or so, that would be twenty-two years ago. She clearly remembered that it was autumn.