After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Song Xi'er held Shang Ji's face and placed messy kisses one after another, from his tight lips to his chin to his raised Adam's apple.

She first kissed him, then licked it with the tip of her tongue, and finally seemed to think it was not enough, so she opened her mouth and bit his Adam's apple hard.

The force is not heavy, it feels more like itching than pain.

Shang Ji frowned and snorted.

He raised his hand and clasped the back of her head, trying to pull her away, but Song Xier refused: "I want you to kiss me...can you kiss me?"

She raised her head and looked at him pitifully, with tears in her eyes, her red lips pouting dissatisfiedly because of her grievance, and she kept kissing him while talking.

Shang Ji was holding back several fires in his heart. Song Xier felt uncomfortable. Why shouldn't he feel uncomfortable?

"I feel so uncomfortable, can you please give it to me?" Song Xi'er cried and begged Shang Ji: "Please..."

Shang Ji exhaled deeply, and finally sighed. He hugged Song Xier and lowered his head and bit her lips hard: "Okay."

Song Xier frowned: "It hurts..."

Shang Ji kissed away the blood that overflowed from her lips, and at the same time hugged her directly, and walked to the bedroom next to her while kissing her.

The mobile phone on the coffee table behind him lit up, and the screen showed that the call had been hung up.

……

The cold wind outside the house has been blowing all night, like a devil with its teeth and claws, blowing wantonly and arrogantly, making the windows of the house whine again and again.

At eleven o'clock at noon, it was already bright, but the whole sky was gloomy. It seemed that a heavy rain was about to fall, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, not a trace of light could shine in.

Outside the bedroom, the doorbell rang rapidly one after another.

The doorbell rang for nearly twenty minutes before the person on the bed finally made some movement.

Shang Ji moved and subconsciously raised his hand to fish aside, but found nothing.

In the darkness, the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the darkness beside him for several seconds.

Outside the house, Nan Zijin frantically pressed the doorbell and turned to ask Yang Ming, "Aren't you his personal assistant? Why can't you even open the door?"

Yang Ming had nothing to say, so he thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to find a locksmith?"

Nan Zijin looked at the time and was about to nod when the door, which had been silent until now, was suddenly opened from the inside.

"You finally fucking-fuck!"

Nan Zijin looked at Shang Ji who opened the door in shock, his peach blossom eyes as big as an ox: "Brother, are you still alive?"

Shang Ji was only wearing a nightgown that he picked up from the closet. It happened to be light-colored, but now he could only see a large red blood stain on the front of the light-colored nightgown, and he could vaguely see fresh blood. The blood is flowing out.

Not only that, Shang Ji's entire face turned as white as if he had just been dug out of a coffin due to excessive blood loss.

In addition, there were several teeth marks on his exposed neck, which looked like they had been bitten.

His face looked very bad, due to excessive blood loss and displeasure at being woken up.

"Is something wrong?" Shang Ji held the door with one hand, his voice and his whole face showed obvious displeasure, deep and cold.

"I'm fine." Nan Zijin looked at him and shook his head: "I think something is wrong with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Ji closed his eyes and fell straight in front of him.

"Fuck, fuck, don't scare me!" Nan Zijin was startled, and Yang Ming hurriedly stepped forward: "Mr. Shang!"

Nan Zijin quickly took out his cell phone to call Shen Kai. When the call was connected, his eyes accidentally glanced behind Shang Ji, and then he saw the messy and bloody scene on the sofa in the living room.

Comparable to a murder scene!

He couldn't imagine what happened to these two people last night!

……

hospital.

When Song Xi'er arrived, both Shang Zhenglin and Song Changhai were in the ward. Su Mei still didn't wake up, but her face looked pretty good.

Song Changhai was the first to stand up: "Xi'er, where have you been? I didn't answer your phone calls. My father is worried to death."

"...I have something to do at the moment." Song Xier went to the rental house to take a shower and change clothes before coming to the hospital. Even so, after almost a night of sleep and the aftereffects of the medicine, her face looked very ugly.

"How is mom?" Song Xi'er asked.

Shang Zhenglin came over: "Still not awake."

Song Xier thought about it and told her what happened last night, but she didn't say that she went there in person, but that the police told her.

After listening to Song Xi'er's words, Shang Zhenglin said seriously: "As you put it, I don't think I saw Dr. Zhang today, and no one came during the ward rounds."

After saying this, Song Xier's expression changed: "I'll go ask."

Song Xier and Shang Zhenglin left the ward together, while Song Changhai stayed.

After the others left, Song Changhai took out his mobile phone, found Shen Kuan's number and dialed it, but it showed that the phone was turned off.

"Dr. Zhang resigned." The head nurse said, "We just received the news, but don't worry, there will be other doctors taking over Dr. Zhang's patients."

"Why did you suddenly resign?" Song Xi'er asked, "Is there any reason?"

"It seems that it is because of family matters." The head nurse said: "It is said that Dr. Zhang's mother suddenly fell ill, and Dr. Zhang took his family abroad for treatment overnight."

"Thank you." Song Xi'er thanked her and walked back in despair.

It was just a guess before. She originally wanted to come to the hospital to find Dr. Zhang and ask about it as soon as possible.

As a result, I was delayed all night because of being drugged.

If it was really the drug that Dr. Zhang injected into his mother, then the reason why the other party resigned was an excuse. He must have resigned overnight because of some news he received.

"Xi'er, don't worry. I see that Xiaomei's physical condition is getting better day by day. I believe she will wake up soon."

After Shang Zhenglin finished speaking, he glanced at the scabbed wound on Song Xier's lip, his eyes darkening slightly.

Song Xier said nothing.

Now all the clues have been cut off, except for the professor introduced by Yang Ming.

But she just met Shang Ji last night...

Song Xier was struggling in her heart. She wanted to end everything with Shang Ji, but the two were still forced to have sex last night.

Not only that, she now has to find someone else's assistant for help.

"Uncle Shang, I want to go find Professor Cha." Song Xi'er said, "I sent him my mother's test results before, and I want to ask him if he has found anything."

Anyway, Yang Ming has given her his contact information, so she doesn't have to look for him anymore.

Since Professor Cha was in Shen Kai's hospital, she would definitely be able to see him if she went directly there.

Song Xier left the hospital on the front foot, and Song Changhai followed him on the pretext of having something to do, leaving only Shang Zhenglin alone.

"Xiao Mei." Shang Zhenglin sat beside Su Mei's hospital bed, raised his hand to gently caress Su Mei's face, and said firmly: "You will be fine, don't worry."

……

Tongzhou Hospital.

It was raining heavily when Song Xier got out of the car. She was still wet when she ran quickly into the hospital.

She walked straight to the front desk: "Excuse me, I want to call the doctor."