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Sang Zhi's face changed suddenly, and the face that was originally flushed suddenly turned extremely pale.

"I, I'll go right away."

Sang Zhi's voice was trembling, and she grabbed her phone and was about to run out.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhuo Yi strode forward and grabbed her wrist. His voice was low and cold, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry today, I have something else to do."

Sangzhi took a deep breath and whispered.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her eyes darkened.

"Where are you going, I'll take you off."

……

The car stopped outside Qinghe Psychiatric Hospital.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes calm and indifferent.

As soon as he parked the car, Sang Zhi opened the door in panic and ran out.

Zhuo Yijing followed her closely.

Just after taking a few steps, Sangzhi's cell phone rang again.

She looked down and stopped, her face extremely pale.

"Miss Sangzhi, are you here? Come here quickly. Ms. Feng Qiuling is on the rooftop of the inpatient department now... She wants to jump off the building..."

When Sang Zhi heard this, she almost fainted and turned extremely pale. She hung up the phone and quickly ran to the inpatient department.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yijin quickly stepped forward and followed closely behind her.

The two came to the inpatient department. There were already many people gathered downstairs, including unknown patients and medical staff.

From a distance, Sang Zhi saw a woman wearing a hospital gown with disheveled hair standing on the top of the building. She was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, her eyes dull and she looked shaky.

Sang Zhi's face turned pale and she clenched her hands tightly.

She pushed away the crowd and ran over. Li Yao, the female doctor who had been treating Feng Qiuling, saw Sang Zhi and recognized her at a glance and quickly grabbed her.

"Sangzhi."

"Doctor Li."

Sang Zhi ran to the front, raised his eyes and looked again.

"Sangzhi, you're finally here... Go up and take a look. I don't know what's wrong with your mother these days. Her mood has been up and down... Today is even more abnormal. It's time to calm down. After taking the dose... Who would have thought that she would suddenly run away... I looked for her for a long time and found her... on the roof of the building..." Li Yao's voice kept trembling.

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and bit her lower lip. She nodded, the tip of her nose was a little sore, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Li... I'll go up now..."

After saying that, he hurried upstairs.

Zhuo Yijing did not catch up. He looked up, frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Li Yao, and said in a calm voice, "Have you called the police?"

Li Yao glanced at Zhuo Yijing and nodded dully.

"The police have just been called."

Zhuo Yijin responded calmly, then strode upstairs.

When Sang Zhi reached the top of the building, he saw several medical staff gathered on the rooftop.

When the medical staff saw Sang Zhi, they frowned and whispered.

"You must be Feng Qiuling's daughter. She has been sitting here for half an hour...not crying or making trouble. But we found that she has obvious suicidal tendencies...she kept saying something about giving my daughter back, I want my daughter... …”

The leading middle-aged doctor said solemnly.

Sang Zhi nodded tremblingly, staring at the pale woman sitting on the edge of the narrow rooftop not far away.

The woman's face was pale and her figure was thin. She sat there quietly, her eyes dull, and her mouth kept moving.

"I want my daughter."

"I want my child."

"Give me back my child..."

"My branches..."

Zhuo Yijing walked to her side, raised his eyes to look at the woman sitting on the edge, frowned, and glanced at Sang Zhi, who was extremely pale next to him, with a deep look in his eyes.

Sang Zhi's eyes turned red, she clenched her palms, slowly took a step forward, and murmured in a low voice.

"mom……"

Her voice trembled a little.

She wasn't sure whether her words would irritate Feng Qiuling even more.

"Mom, I'm here...I'm Zhi Zhi."

Sang Zhi stepped forward step by step and stretched out his hand towards the woman.

When the woman heard her voice, she just turned her head stiffly, looked at Sang Zhi quietly, and spoke in a low voice.

"You are not my Zhizhi."

"You are not my daughter. I only want my daughter..."

After saying that, she turned her head again.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids and his fingertips trembled slightly.She closed her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom. I am really Zhi Zhi. Sang Zhi."

"You were the one who gave me this name...Qin Sang Low Lv Zhi. Mom, I am Sang Zhi, and I am your daughter..."

Sangzhi stepped forward cautiously.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and stood not far away.He looked around and pursed his thin lips.

"No."

The woman shook her head blankly.

"You are not my daughter."

"You are not Zhi Zhi."

Feng Qiuling suddenly smiled and spoke in a low voice.

"Mom, I'm Sang Zhi. Give me your hand...can we go home?" Sang Zhi walked one step away from her and slowly stretched out his hand towards her.

"I just want my daughter."

Feng Qiuling smiled and turned to look at her.

She sniffed, her voice was hoarse, and she whispered, "Mom. Can you come back? I'm afraid..."

Sang Zhi saw a tall and tall figure approaching slowly from behind Feng Qiuling.

Zhuo Yijing gestured to her.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and continued to coax Feng Qiuling.

"Auntie... let's go home, please. Give me your hand, and I will take you to Zhizhi and your daughter... okay?"

Sangzhi took a deep breath and whispered, his body shaking constantly.

"Can't find it."

Feng Qiuling whispered, turning her head and glanced at Sang Zhi, with tears in her eyes.

"She's dead and can't be found."

"My daughter is dead."

Feng Qiuling laughed out loud, but she couldn't stop crying.

"I have been dreaming recently, dreaming about my daughter crying in my arms, dreaming about Sang Qichen hugging Zhizhi, and our family of three is very happy... But when I woke up from the dream, my daughter died, and I still haven't I had time to take a look at her. Sang Qichen is also dead..."

Feng Qiuling said to herself and smiled at Sang Zhi, her eyes were extremely cold and emotionless, and her body was swaying in the breeze.

Sang Zhi's face turned extremely pale. When Feng Qiuling mentioned the name "Sang Qichen", she knew that Feng Qiuling had actually returned to normal.

Sang Zhi tugged at her lips, her eyes were red with tears, and her fingertips were trembling.

"Mom... don't do stupid things. Dad loves you. You, me, and Sang Yun. You are our mother..."

Sang Zhi spoke in a low voice, her chest heaving heavily and her white lips trembling.

Feng Qiuling was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered. She took a deep breath and let her tears fall.

"sorry Sorry."

"I shouldn't have done that to you and Sang Yun. You are both good children...I shouldn't have forced my pain on you..."

"None of you are wrong. It's me."

Feng Qiuling laughed loudly, and hot tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

"Zhizhi, I'm sorry, take care of yourself and Sang Yun. Say sorry to Sang Yun for me..."

Feng Qiuling slightly curled her lips and smiled at her.

Her "Zhizhi" made her stunned.

Sang Zhi panicked for a moment, as if the woman in front of him was still the gentle and virtuous woman he remembered many years ago.

The beautiful woman who would patiently teach her to play the violin, piano, and painting over and over again.

"Mom... give me your hand, okay, let's start over. You still have Sang Yun and me, we will always be your children..."

Tears rolled down Sang Zhi's pale face. She bit her bloodless lips, and her shoulders twitched faintly.

"Zhizhi, I'm not a good mother. I'm not even a good wife. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Qichen."

"You and Sang Yun need to be nice..."

"I'm going to find my daughter and my husband."

Feng Qiuling smiled, but her eyes were very determined. Without a trace of hesitation, she pressed the wall under her body, used a little force, and jumped down.