When Song Xiang heard this, she immediately reacted and told the nurse that Mrs. Chen was going to commit suicide and asked them to find someone quickly.
The nurses in the circle were confused and looked at each other.
Song Xiang was speechless and took out her mobile phone to call 119, then asked the nurse to contact the Chen family.
She herself went in the direction that Mrs. Chen went just now.
Standing in the elevator, looking at the floors, she pressed the top button without thinking.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, a whooshing cold wind hit me.
She was a little confused and wondered if she had thought wrong. After a moment of confusion, she still called Yan Han.
"Don't move, I'll go up and look for you."
"well."
After hanging up the phone, Song Xiang took two steps forward, wondering if she could find Mrs. Chen.
The door leading to the platform was locked, and it looked impossible to get out.
She patted her forehead and was about to turn around when her eyes glanced at the woman outside the glass window.
Mrs. Chen!
Song Xiang was surprised, looked around and found the broken glass window.
She hesitated for a moment, then bravely climbed out.
The edge of the window was full of broken glass. As soon as she pressed her hand on it, blood immediately started to flow. Her expression was distorted in pain.
"Mrs. Chen, don't do anything stupid!"
The woman outside heard the sound, turned her head and looked at her indifferently, and then continued walking to the edge.
Song Xiang was anxious. She endured the pain and climbed up the window and jumped to the rooftop. Before she could even look at the injury on her palm, she had to follow Mrs. Chen's footsteps.
"Don't come here!"
When the woman heard the footsteps behind her, she turned around suddenly and yelled hysterically.
Song Xiang quickly stopped and raised his hands, "I won't go, Mrs. Chen, please calm down."
"How can I calm down!"
The woman grabbed her hair hard and kept backing away, "He's dead! He's dead!"
A heartbreaking sound.
Song Xiang stood far away, feeling depressed and uncomfortable in his chest.
I just held a full moon party for my son a few days ago, and within a few days, my husband was lying in the morgue, suffering from severe pain, but that was all.
"You still have a child. If you die like this, what will happen to the child?"
"How do I know!"
The woman shook her head crazily and took two steps back, "Even if he is gone, what's the point of my continuation with him!"
Song Xiang gritted her teeth, listening to Mrs. Chen's voice and feeling her despair up close.
The edge of the rooftop was heightened, so it would take a lot of effort for Mrs. Chen to climb up. She could take the opportunity to grab her, but if Mrs. Chen used her strength, she might be able to bring her down with her.
"Miss Rong, please leave me alone, I beg you, let me die. I really can't hold on, I'm going crazy!"
Song Xiang was almost shaken by his pleading.
The next moment, she saw Mrs. Chen moving back and immediately woke up again.
"Don't move!"
Mrs. Chen shook her head and took two steps back.
Song Xiang was so anxious that he glanced outside and vaguely saw someone.
She saw it, and naturally Mrs. Chen also saw it.
Without hesitation, the woman immediately climbed to the edge of the rooftop.
Song Xiang's pupils shrank and he immediately rushed over.
She didn't dare to hug Mrs. Chen for fear of being taken down. She tried to grab Mrs. Chen's calf, but was kicked away by Mrs. Chen!
thumping!
The rooftop door was knocked open.
Song Xiang endured the pain in her abdomen and wanted to go up to pull Mrs. Chen away.
Just as she was kicked away again, someone finally ran over and grabbed Mrs. Chen, who was almost halfway over her body.
"Let me go!" Mrs. Chen yelled.
Song Xiang struggled to get up, but before he could sit firmly, a chest pressed against his back.