Chapter 852 Is that Song Zhiqing’s Blood?

Song Zhiqing, who had calmed down, originally wanted to question Shao Jiayi forcefully. But thinking that Siding Li was beside me, I brewed my emotions and said softly, "Ding Li, my waist hurts so much..."

Siding Li was a little irritable and called Shi Xiao, "Send Miss Song to the hospital!"

After hearing his instructions, Song Zhiqing bit her lower lip unwillingly. Does this man really not know how to be compassionate?

Shi Xiao took Song Zhiqing and left the president's office.

There were only two people left in the room who stared at each other. "Are you relieved?" The man spoke first and held the angry little woman in his arms.

But the little woman didn't appreciate it and struggled not to let him hold her.

"What? Are you feeling distressed?" Shao Jiayi decided not to trust this man with two feet in the future, so he coaxed Song Zhiqing to say that she was his sister.

Here I hugged her again.

"Don't make trouble, Mianmian, I only have you in my heart, Song Zhiqing is just a cover." Siding Li still held her in his arms and pecked her red lips.

"What pretense? What reason did you think of to deceive me?" Shao Jiayi bit his lip dissatisfied, and his anger slowly dropped.

Siding Li sighed secretly, didn't this little woman understand what he just said to Song Zhiqing?

But before he could explain to her, Siding Li's cell phone rang. She didn't know what was said there. Siding Li's expression suddenly changed and he let go of Shao Jiayi.

"Is Song Zhiqing injured? Who is the other party?" He quickly took out a gun from the bottom drawer and put it on his waist.

"Well, I'm going down now." After ending the call, Siding Li looked at Shao Jiayi, "I'll ask the bodyguard to take you back. Something happened to Song Zhiqing, and I have to rush there."

Shao Jiayi's first reaction was, "Something happened to Song Zhiqing, what did you do in the past?" However, when he thought that she was Siding Li's real girlfriend, he secretly laughed at himself for being stupid.

Siding Li walked up to her, looked into her eyes seriously, and groped her smooth face with his thumb, "Mianmian, for you, I can't break up with Song Zhiqing."

Originally, he had just decided to break up with Song Zhiqing in order not to make Mianmian unhappy anymore. However, at this moment he changed his attention.

Even if he breaks up with Song Zhiqing, he will still find other women to have fun with.

Because someone kidnapped Song Zhiqing and told him to save his woman!

Therefore, the other party came for him, so Song Zhiqing made a rake.

"Pah!" Shao Jiayi slapped his big palm away. Siding Li became more and more confused. He stepped on both sides of the boat so reasonably!

Stingley had no time to explain to her and walked towards the door of the office.

His wrist was held by a pair of small hands, "Song Zhiqing is in trouble, and there are police, so don't go." She didn't want him to put himself in danger for another woman.

"Good boy, something happened to Song Zhiqing because of me. I have to rush over and follow the bodyguard back first." Si Dingli pecked her red lips and hurried out of the office.

Shao Jiayi didn't understand what Si Dingli was saying. What did Song Zhiqing do because of him?

Also, for her sake, you can't break up with Song Zhiqing?

In order to win over her, could Stanley's lying skills be any better?

Shao Jiayi looked at the empty office, confused.

But thinking about that woman again, Shao Jiayi felt jealous for the first time.

Holding her hands tightly, Siding Li belonged to her and had nothing to do with Song Zhiqing. Siding Li was reluctant to break up with Song Zhiqing, so she went to find Song Zhiqing and asked Song Zhiqing to take the initiative to break up with Siding Li!

When we walked to the company square, a large area had been cordoned off, and many police officers were present.

Siding Li no longer knew where he was going, and Shao Jiayi looked at a few drops of blood on the ground not far away indifferently.

Whose blood is that? Siding Li said something happened to Song Zhiqing. Was that Song Zhiqing's blood?

At one o'clock in the evening, Dos Dingli had not returned yet. Shao Jiayi held the baby and looked at the bedroom where she was alone, and suddenly felt that her thoughts were a bit ridiculous.

Stanley had nothing to do with her, he was just a bed partner, but she looked forward to Stanley coming back here every night.

His cell phone has been turned off several times.

I wonder how Stingley is doing. Is he in any danger? Thinking of those drops of blood in the square again, she was really scared...

Stanley, you must be good.

At around two o'clock, Shao Jiayi called Si Shaozhe's cell phone. Si Shaozhe seemed to be sleeping again, his voice was hoarse, "Mianmian?"

"Well, did Stanley...do you know where Stanley is?"

Without him, she really couldn't sleep at all. She made a phone call all night and listened to the movement of the apartment door.

Si Shaozhe in the hospital office rubbed his sore eyebrows, "He is in the hospital. Song Zhiqing... suffered a gunshot wound and is still in a coma."

"...Where is Stingley? Is he okay?"

"Well, my shoulder was scratched by a knife, but it's nothing serious."

Shao Jiayi immediately opened the quilt and got out of bed, "I understand, which ward is he in?"

Shao Jiayi hurriedly walked into the cloakroom and got the ward number. Shao Jiayi took out the clothes he had left and changed into them.

It's about three o'clock in the morning

The Mercedes-Benz left Zaishui and rushed to Chengyang Private Hospital.

Ward 8022

Stingley had just received a bottle of anti-inflammatory water, and after taking out the needle, he sat casually beside the hospital bed.

I remembered that I had not contacted Mianmian since I came to the hospital. I went to my pocket to feel for my mobile phone, but it was nowhere to be found.

It was probably dropped during the fight with the gangsters.

I wonder if the little woman is asleep, or if she sleeps soundly without him.

The person on the bed moved, and Si Dingli leaned over, "Song Zhiqing?"

Song Zhiqing seemed to have a nightmare, muttering to herself, "...No, let go, Dingli..." Some words fell into Si Dingli's ears.

He touched her forehead, but it wasn't hot. When he stopped, the woman grabbed his big palm.

Si Dingli looked at his hand being held, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and tried to pull his hand back, but Song Zhiqing kept calling him, "Dingli, leave quickly! Dingli..."

He remembered that when he was confronting the gangster, Song Zhiqing took a bullet for him...

He just let her hold his hand.

I just don't know what happened, but after Song Zhiqing became quiet again, he fell asleep in a daze.

A Mercedes-Benz parked steadily in the parking lot outside. A woman wrapped in a scarf, a lavender coat, and tall Martin boots hurriedly entered the eighth floor of the inpatient department.

He found the ward Si Shaozhe mentioned and opened the door silently.

The woman was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around her forehead. Next to her was Stanley, who was also sleeping on his stomach.

She suppressed her accelerated heartbeat, got closer to the two people, and saw clearly their hands tightly held together...

His heartbeat returned to normal instantly, and his breathing became a little tighter.