Tan Shu rushed in. Unexpectedly, he saw such a shocking scene, and rushed down to block Song Xiang.
"You don't want your life? If something happens to her, Mr. Chu will have to kill you?!"
The strong man cursed, but he didn't expect Song Xiang to be so weak. He just punched him.
"Get out!" Tan Shu shouted.
"Damn, what a bad luck."
The strong man walked out, and Tan Shu helped Song Xiang up, looking anxious, "What's wrong with you? You're not usually this reckless, why bother doing this to yourself?"
Song Xiang swallowed her saliva and pointed at Gong Shiheng, "Look at how people are tortured. Can I not be anxious?"
Tan Shu glanced at Gong Shiheng. She had seen Gong Shiheng's previous appearance and couldn't bear it. She thought that Song Xiang's behavior was normal.
"Don't worry, I'll help you up first, and then I'll ask someone to bring you something."
Song Xiang calmed down a little, stood up against her, and passed by Gong Shiheng. Their eyes met and they passed each other.
She lowered her eyes, her hair covering her face and the emotions in her eyes.
He raised his hand and covered his mouth and nose with his palm.
When they got outside, Tan Shu still wanted to support her, but the guard stopped her again and asked Song Xiang to put on glasses and earplugs.
Tan Shu had no choice but to retreat to the side.
Song Xiang was sent to another room, which was full of inspection equipment and HLA matching.
Tan Shu stayed with her until late at night. The next day, before she woke up, she was picked up for various examinations.
The torture continued many times, and in the afternoon when it was confirmed that the match was indeed acceptable, Tan Shu suddenly hurriedly opened the door to her room.
Song Xiang was so weak that he reluctantly raised his head to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Rong didn't come." Tan Shu said in a daze.
Song Xiang was delighted, "Dad didn't fall into the trap."
"good……"
Tan Shu leaned against the door, unable to tell what his expression was.
Song Xiang looked at her face and felt that she was both disappointed and happy. She thought about it carefully and felt that Tan Shu's words about Mr. Rong just now were gentler than usual.
Rong Boye didn't fall into the trap, which was expected.
"He shot the woman." Tan Shu said.
Song Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his head and gasped, "Dad is so awesome."
"It's not that he's awesome, it's because he loves his wife so much." Tan Shu held the door and lowered his voice, "So even if they look alike, he can recognize her at a glance, and in his eyes, whoever uses that face is the right person."
Madam's blasphemy."
Song Xiang listened quietly and blinked slightly, "Teacher Tan, you..."
Before she could say anything, someone came outside.
"Miss Tan, Mr. Chu wants to invite someone over."
Tan Shu turned around and frowned: "What's going on?"
"Sir got angry."
Tan Shu was silent, then turned to look at Song Xiang, the pity in his eyes became even stronger.
Song Xiang felt light-headed and light-headed. He probably had a fever.
She got up and got out of bed, wrapped herself in her clothes, and walked to Tan Shu's side.
"Teacher Tan, it will be very painful if you can't be a bad person and you can't be a good person at the same time."
When Tan Shu heard this, pain flashed across his brows, and he stared blankly at Song Xiang being taken away.
Chu Xun wanted her to go not to the ward, but to the examination room.
At the door, Chu Xun was sitting in a wheelchair, his body so thin that he was curled up. When he saw Song Xiang coming over, his eyes were frighteningly cold.
"You couldn't invite dad, so you plan to move me in advance?" Song Xiang asked him.
Chu Xun stared at her, his expression distorted, and he forced out an ugly smile.
"Don't worry, Kashiwahara's methods are very high, you won't be in too much pain."