Song Ci calmly analyzed the current situation, and was extremely aware of how dangerous her and Song Fei's current situation was.
Song Ci couldn't help laughing at himself.
Think how stupid she was in her previous life!
In her previous life, Song Ci also stayed in the ward to listen to Mu Mian comfort Mu Qiu as she is now. After hearing Mu Mian's words, she still foolishly followed Mu Qiu to comfort Mu Qiu, reassuring her and telling her that her father would definitely try his best. Do everything possible to save her.
She was right, Mu Mian would indeed do everything possible to save Mu Qiu, but the price was to take her sister's life.
In order to save Mu Qiu's life, the hospital is paying close attention to the news from the organ donation bank. While Mu Mian was working, while worrying about his daughter's illness, the smile on his face became less and less, and his person became more and more gloomy.
Song Ci knew that as Mu Qiu's health deteriorated, Mu Mian would lose his composure sooner or later. At that time, Mu Mian's demonic hand will reach out to Song Fei, and she has to get Song Fei out of the nursing home as soon as possible.
But how to get Song Fei away from the nursing home without anyone noticing without being suspected by Mu Mian is also a difficult problem.
Song Ci pondered for half the night, and finally made a bold and reckless decision! "
One o'clock at night.
Yan Jiang was sitting in the game room playing games with a mask on his face. Like Song Ci, Yan Jiang is also a party that stays up all night, relying on his good looks to stay up all night unscrupulously.
Ding dong! Ding dong!
Hearing the doorbell ring, Yan Jiang was a little wary.
Could it be another illegitimate meal
He took out his mobile phone, opened the monitoring app, and saw a woman in a black hooded sweater standing at the door of his house.
This looks like an illegitimate meal, yes, Yan Jiang is planning to call the police.
Song Ci knew that Yan Jiang was still up, and also knew that he might be looking out of the house through surveillance. Song Ci put down the hat on her head, raised her head, and stared at the monitor quietly, so that Yan Jiang could see her face clearly.
"Song Song?"
Yan Jiang looked at the girl in the surveillance, frowned, and gave up calling the police.
He tore off the mask, dropped the game remote control, and got up to open the door.
After opening the door, Yan Jiang leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms and stared at Song Ci suspiciously. Song Ci raised her head and stared at Yan Jiang, without talking nonsense, she simply explained her intentions: "I need you, do me a favor."
Yan Jiang lightly opened his thin lips, and said in a gentle manner: "You don't do murder and arson, and you don't do burning, killing, and looting."
Song Ci: "Save someone's life, do you want to do it?"
Yan Jiang pursed his lips.
He took a deep look at Song Ci before taking a step back, "Come in."
Song Ci stepped into the room following Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang poured Song Ci a glass of warm water.
Song Ci curled up cross-legged on the sofa in Yan Jiang's house. She took the water and took a sip.
Yan Jiang sat on the carpet, his long legs had nowhere to rest, so he had to cross them. Yan Jiang didn't ask Song Ci what he wanted him to do, and waited patiently for her to speak up.
After a while, Song Ci's sitting posture changed. She slid off the sofa, without slippers, and sat cross-legged on the carpet with bare feet. Song Ci leaned over and stared closely at Yan Jiang's eyes, and asked him, "Can I trust you?"
Yan Jiang narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
"Tsk." Yan Jiang leaned back, leaning lazily on the single sofa behind him, under the bathrobe, his strong chest was exposed, and his beauty was so seductive that it was uncontrollable.
But Song Ci is too familiar with Yan Jiang, no matter how beautiful Yan Jiang is, Song Ci can deal with it indifferently.
Yan Jiang said slowly, "You can entrust your life to me."
Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief.
She covered her face with her hands, rubbed it hard twice, and said, "A week ago, I had an unbelievable dream."
The opening remarks were a bit special, Yan Jiang looked at her with raised eyebrows, didn't ask her what she dreamed, but showed an expression of listening patiently.
Song Ci said: "I dreamed that Mu Qiu fainted due to a heart attack at a classmate's birthday party. After being admitted to the hospital, because he couldn't wait for a suitable heart transplant, he cut his wrists in despair and committed suicide. He was rescued by the doctor again."
Yan Jiang's expression became strange.
So Song Song had a dream to predict the future
Song Ci continued: "I also dreamed that on the 12th of next month, the small building of the nursing home where my sister lived caught fire, and she was burned to death. On the same day, Mu Qiu underwent a heart transplant."
I don't know which word in this sentence touched Yan Jiang's heart, his lips moved, and his eyes were a little dazed.
Song Ci: "I also dreamed that two years later, I followed Mu Mian's arrangement and married Cheng Ziang, the second young master of Chuandong Group. One month after marriage, he committed domestic violence against me. Our marriage has been maintained." Six years, and it ended with me stabbing his small intestine with a knife."
"I dreamed that when I was 20 years old, Mu Mian lured me to sign a posthumous organ donation agreement. When I was 32 years old, Mu Qiu's heart deteriorated again, and there was a phenomenon of rejection. The heart had to be re-transplanted. In order to save Mu Qiu Autumn, Mu Mian stunned me, put me in the car, and let me fall into the Yulongyuan River with the car. Although I was found in time and sent to the hospital, I still couldn't survive."
"After I died, my heart became Mu Qiu's."
Before he knew it, Song Ci's eyes were turning red.
Yan Jiang's brows were frowned, and his eyes became darker looking at Song Ci.
Song Ci took a deep breath, swallowed all the grievances and fears in her stomach, and then said tremblingly: "I thought it was really just a nightmare of mine, until Mu Qiu suffered a heart attack the night before and fell into a coma. The doctor told us that Mu Qiu was in a coma. Qiu must change her heart as soon as possible, so I can be sure that it is not a dream."
Song Ci couldn't control the tears from falling, she suddenly held Yan Jiang's hand. Like a victim drifting in a flooded river and finally hugging a towering tree, Song Ci held Yan Jiang's arm with all his strength.
Yan Jiang was in pain, but he didn't push her away.
"A Jiang, Mu Qiu has panda blood. The doctor judged that she only has three or four months to live. My sister and I both have panda blood. Now Mu Mian is looking for a suitable heart for her all over the world. If he can't find it, he will kill her." Take Song Fei's heart!"
"In order to cover up the fact that Song Fei's heart was dug out, Mu Mian will set a fire and burn down the house of the nursing home!"
"I can't just watch my only sister get murdered! I don't know who to ask for help, A Jiang." Song Ci's face turned pale, biting her lips and crying in despair: "The only person I can find is you .”
At first, Yan Jiang still wondered if Song Ci was mentally disturbed due to stress, so he had nightmares and thought wildly. But being watched by Song Ci with those scorching eyes, and hearing her despairingly say that the only person she could find was herself, Yan Jiang was moved with compassion after all.
Yan Jiang grabbed Song Ci's unfinished glass of water and drank it clean. "Too ridiculous"
Seeing that Yan Jiang didn't believe it, Song Ci showed a miserable smile on his face covered with tears. "You don't believe it, do you?"
"This is really unbelievable." Yan Jiang said, "You have to convince me."
He can go crazy with her, but she has to give him a reason enough to go crazy with her.
Yan Jiang has CP, not No. 2 Suffering Man.
(end of this chapter)