One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Eight Looks a Bit Like a Girlfriend (Part 3)

"Didn't this kid say that he didn't have any work all day? He said he would pick me up at the airport in person, but he never showed up." Li Qiming murmured.

When Song Zhixing heard this, her heart thumped. Last night's dream suddenly popped up in her mind. She felt cold hands and feet and panic.

"Uncle Mo, please drive faster." She sat up straight and urged the person in front of her, her face a little pale.

"What's wrong?" Li Qiming noticed that something was wrong with her, "Why do you look so bad all of a sudden?"

"I'm worried that something happened to my aunt."

Li Qiming laughed and waved his hand, "If you didn't answer the phone for so long, I might be worried. Your aunt is no longer a child. She is very sensible and nothing will happen to her."

However, Song Zhixing was still very uneasy and her heart was beating all the way.

Originally, Mr. Li was still very calm, but because Song Zhixing urged Uncle Mo to speed up, Li Qiming also became nervous for no reason.

After an hour's journey, Lao Mo drove to the basement of the residential building where Li Hanyan lived. The group rang the doorbell, but no one came to open the door. Song Zhixing rummaged through the spare key in her schoolbag. She could easily find it at ordinary times, but the more anxious she was, the more she didn't know where she put the key.

At this moment, the neighbor next door seemed to have heard the noise and came out of the house to greet her: "Xingxing, you're back!"

"Auntie, is my aunt at home?" Song Zhixing asked while still searching for the key.

"I don't know if she is here now. I haven't seen her all day today. But when she came back last night, I saw that she was not right."

"What's wrong?" Li Qiming asked in a deep voice.

The neighbor didn't know him and didn't answer. Song Zhixing hurriedly introduced: "This is my grandpa."

"Oh, Miss Li's father." The neighbor said: "She was very happy before she went out last night, and she was very happy when she greeted me. But later, when she came back, I saw that she came back crying. I saw that she was in a bad mood, and I didn't go up to say hello, so I didn't know what happened."

When Li Qiming heard this, his eyebrows jumped.

In his impression, his little daughter rarely shed tears since she was sensible. The last time she cried was when her eldest daughter and son-in-law both died.

"Have you found the key? If you can't find it, just break the door!" Li Qiming ordered,

Looking at the assistant.

The assistant put down the luggage and was about to break the door, Song Zhixing finally took out the key, "Got it!"

"Quick!" Li Qiming shouted, holding the cane in his hand tightly.

Song Zhixing inserted the key into the hole, holding the thin metal piece in her hand, she felt that it made her whole body cold. When she turned the lock and was about to push the door open, her breathing paused, and finally, she made up her mind and pushed the door open with a force.

There was no one in the hall.

However, her car keys and door keys were at the entrance.

"Hanyan." Li Qiming walked around the room with a cane, "Hanyan!"

Song Zhixing had never been so scared before. She threw down her schoolbag and rushed to Li Hanyan's bedroom. The bedroom, like the hall, was empty, and there was no one.

"Auntie!" Song Zhixing called for help, searching through the dressing room, then the bathroom, and finally, rushing straight to the bathroom.

"Ah--" The scene inside rushed into her eyes without warning, frightening her to scream, and her body suddenly stepped back, tears of regret and guilt suddenly fell from her eyes.

"What's wrong? What's going on!" Li Qiming heard the voice and rushed over as fast as he could.

Seeing the scene inside, he was also shocked. His eyes were bigger than bells!

Li Hanyan was actually soaking in the bathtub at this moment. I don't know how long she has been soaking, her body seems to be a little swollen, and her face is buried under the water. The scene was shocking.

Song Zhixing looked at this scene and felt dizzy and almost unable to stand.

No! No! No! Auntie won't die!

When she came to her senses, she rushed into the bathroom like crazy and pulled Li Hanyan's head out of the bathtub, "Auntie, don't die! I beg you, don't be in trouble!"

She squatted on the ground, her voice trembling. Her hands kept patting Li Hanyan's face, her tone desperate, "Auntie, wake up! Wake up, don't scare me!"

She couldn't help crying, "I won't fight with you, I won't fight with you again, okay? I beg you, don't die!"

Mr. Li was in a great shock and didn't hear Song Zhixing's words of repentance clearly. When he came to his senses, the assistant had already stepped into the bathroom first. He didn't care that Li Hanyan was naked at the moment. He walked over, probed her nose with his fingers, and then pulled a large bath towel from the shelf to wrap Li Hanyan, carried her out, and laid her flat on the ground.

He neatly folded his hands and squeezed her chest, while doing first aid, and ordered: "Miss Song, call the hospital and ask them to prepare first aid. There is still a glimmer of hope."

Song Zhixing didn't dare to delay for a second, and ran out to call immediately. She was too frightened and guilty, and every step was messy, and she stumbled all the way out.

Li Qiming asked Uncle Mo to drive the car downstairs and wait. Here, after Song Zhixing called the emergency number, the assistant had already come out of the bathroom holding Li Hanyan. Song Zhixing grabbed a little bit of reason, took out a few sets of clothes from the closet, stuffed them into his schoolbag, and followed.

Uncle Mo was waiting in the car, and he was also scared when he saw this situation. However, he didn't ask any more questions, just drove the car to the hospital.

Along the way, Li Hanyan did not wake up, her face was so pale that it seemed as if she had no life.

Song Zhixing did not dare to speak, pinching the hem of her school uniform with both hands, causing wrinkles on the hem. Li Qiming held Li Hanyan's pale face with one hand, letting her lean on his shoulder, and tightly grasped her cold hand with the other hand, both hands shaking violently, "Dad has already lost a daughter, and can't lose you again!"

The old man was heartbroken, he had been rolling in the business world for a lifetime, shrewd and ruthless, but at this moment, tears flickered in the corners of his eyes.

Song Zhixing saw it, and felt that her heart was being severely cut by thousands of knives.

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When they arrived at the hospital, the emergency room of the hospital was already ready, and she was pushed in.

Li Qiming wanted to follow in, but was stopped outside by the doctor. He was a little emotional, and the assistant comforted him for a while, and he finally calmed down reluctantly.

Song Zhixing lowered his head throughout the whole process, and did not dare to look directly at Li Qiming. Li Qiming finally calmed down and sat down on a chair in the corridor.

"Xingxing, come and sit here too." He patted the seat next to him. Although he looked much better, his tense hands holding the cane showed that he was not very stable.

Song Zhixing followed him closely, standing against the wall as if he had done something wrong, and he did not dare to sit down.