"This kid, didn't he say 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 skipped a beat, and last night's dream suddenly popped into her mind. She felt her hands and feet go cold, and she was in a 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 something might happen to my aunt."
Li Qiming laughed and waved his hand, "If you hadn't answered the phone for so long, I might have been 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 his heart was beating fast all the way.
Originally, Mr. Li was very calm, but because Song Zhixing urged Uncle Mo to speed up several times, Li Qiming became inexplicably nervous.
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 his schoolbag for the spare key. Normally, he could easily find it, but the more anxious he was, the more he didn't know where he had put the key.
At this moment, the neighbor next door seemed to have heard the noise and came out of her house to greet her: "Xingxing, you're back!"
"Auntie, is my aunt at home?" Song Zhixing asked while still fumbling for the key.
"I don't know if she's here now. I haven't seen her all day. But when she came back last night, I noticed something was wrong with her."
"What's wrong?" Li Qiming asked in a deep voice.
The neighbor didn't know him and didn't respond. Song Zhixing hurriedly introduced: "This is my grandpa."
"Oh, Miss Li's father." The neighbor said, "She was very happy before she left 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 don't know what happened."
When Li Qiming heard this, his eyebrows jumped.
In his memory, his little daughter rarely shed tears since she was old enough to understand. The last time she cried was when her elder daughter and son-in-law both died.
"Have you found the key? If not, just break down the door!" Li Qiming ordered and glanced at his assistant.
The assistant put down his luggage and was about to knock on the door when Song Zhixing finally took out the key and said, "Got it!"
"Hurry!" Li Qiming shouted and clenched the cane in his hand.
Song Zhixing inserted the key into the hole. The thin metal piece in her hand made her feel cold all over. When she turned the lock and was about to push the door open, she paused for a moment. Finally, she made up her mind and pushed the door open with force.
There was no one in the hall.
However, her car keys and door keys were in the entrance hall.
"Han Yan." Li Qiming walked around the room with his cane, "Han Yan!"
Song Zhixing had never been so scared before. She dropped her schoolbag and rushed to Li Hanyan's bedroom. The bedroom, like the living room, was empty, with no one there.
"Aunt!" Song Zhixing called out, searching from the locker room, then to the washroom, and finally, rushing straight to the bathroom.
"Ah—" The scene inside rushed into her eyes without any warning, and she screamed in fright. She took a step back suddenly, and tears of regret and guilt suddenly fell from her eyes.
"What's wrong? What happened!" Li Qiming heard the voice and rushed over as fast as he could.
When he saw 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 in it, her body seems to be a little swollen, and her face is buried under the water. The scene is shocking.
Song Zhixing looked at this scene and felt dizzy and almost unable to stand.
No! No! No! My aunt will not die!
When she came to her senses, she rushed into the bathroom like crazy and pulled Li Hanyan's head out of the bathtub, "Aunt, don't die! I beg you, don't get hurt!"
She squatted on the ground, her voice trembling. She kept patting Li Hanyan's face with her hands, saying in a desperate tone, "Auntie, wake up! Wake up, don't scare me!"
She couldn't hold back and burst into tears, "I won't fight with you anymore. I won't fight with you anymore, okay? I beg you, don't die!"
Mr. Li was in a state of great shock and did not hear clearly what Song Zhixing said. When he came to his senses, the assistant had already stepped into the bathroom. He did not care that Li Hanyan was naked at the moment. He walked over, probed his fingers under Li Hanyan's nose, and then pulled the big bath towel from the shelf, wrapped Li Hanyan, carried her out, and laid her flat on the ground.
He folded his hands and squeezed her chest, while giving first aid, he ordered: "Miss Song, call the hospital immediately 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 immediately ran out to make a phone call. He was so frightened and guilty that every step he took was chaotic and he 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 managed to hold on to a little bit of rationality, 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 was also frightened when he saw this situation. However, he did not ask any more questions and just drove the car to the hospital quickly.
Along the way, Li Hanyan did not wake up, and her face was so pale that she seemed to be lifeless.
Song Zhixing didn't 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 held 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 in the business world for his entire life and was shrewd and ruthless, but at this moment, tears were gleaming in the corners of his eyes.
Song Zhixing saw it and felt as if his heart was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
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When they arrived at the hospital, the emergency room was already ready and she was wheeled in.
Li Qiming wanted to follow him in, but was stopped outside by the doctor. He was a little agitated, and the assistant comforted him for a while before he finally calmed down.
Song Zhixing kept his head down the whole time, not daring to look directly at Li Qiming. Li Qiming finally calmed down a little and sat down on a chair on the corridor.
"Xingxing, come and sit here too." He patted the seat next to him. Although he looked much better, it was still clear from the tense hands holding the cane that he was not very stable.
Song Zhixing walked over step by step, as if he had done something wrong. He stood against the wall guiltily, not daring to sit down.