Shanshan laughed angrily at him: "Do you think she is playing tricks to deceive you? Are you right in the head? Have you forgotten you and your fiancée, how did your cousin beat her? She was in the advanced stage of heart failure, and you still used her.
A nail is hammered into the back of your head, how can you still live like this?"
Shanshan almost roared. At the end of the roar, she suddenly burst into tears. Thinking of Wanwan being beaten like that before she left this world, it hurt her so much: "Ji Sihan, how could you be so cruel? Wanwan died in vain."
Before, I even wrote a suicide note to you..."
The angry and resentful cries on the other end of the phone made Ji Sihan's heart tighten uncontrollably.
He wanted to control his emotions, but found that he couldn't control them as easily as usual.
On the contrary, the more control he exerted, the more panicked he became, so he simply stopped caring about the panic that was spreading wantonly.
He squeezed the phone tightly and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on with the nails on the back of the head?"
Shanshan thought that he dared to do it, so she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "When Dr. Zhou rushed over, the back of Wanwan's head was nailed on a nail. If she hadn't been nailed and couldn't move, she wouldn't have lost too much blood.
Exacerbating heart failure, this is all done by your Ji family, you are still here pretending to be stupid, I really feel worthless for Wanwan!!!"
After Shanshan finished yelling, she hung up the phone and without saying a word, she blacklisted Ji Sihan.
Ji Sihan Zhengzheng looked at the black screen, and after a few minutes of silence...
The tall and straight figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly swayed, unable to support it, and began to weaken.
He held the glass with one hand to steady himself, but all that came to his mind were images of Shu Wan lying on the ground.
It turned out that she was lying motionless on the ground, not because she was disappointed in him, but because he slapped her on a nail and made her unable to move.
Thinking of her lying alone in the bathroom in despair, Ji Sihan's heart tightened uncontrollably...
The guilt that invaded so quickly was like an unruly growing vine, wrapping him tightly and making it impossible for him to breathe.
It's impossible. He has read her examination report. She has no other problems except heart disease. How could she suddenly suffer from heart failure?
Is it because he beat her and made her feel chilled, so she deliberately united with these people to deceive him?
It must be like this, she has lied to him several times, she must have lied to him this time too!
He comforted himself in this way, but the uneasy feeling in his heart gradually increased, making him unable to stop being afraid.
He forced down the pain that spread wantonly in his heart, put down his cell phone, walked to the door, and opened it.
Su Qing was worried about his CEO, so he didn't leave in a hurry and stayed outside the door.
When I saw him opening the door, my whole body was trembling and I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you?"
Ji Sihan raised his blood-red eyes and ordered in a cold voice: "Call Alan."
He wanted to ask Alan about his advanced heart failure, but his hands were shaking and he couldn't hold the phone steady.
Su Qing quickly took out his mobile phone and called Alan back. The person on the other end seemed to be waiting for his call, and the call was quickly answered.
"Hey, cousin, have you told Mr. Ji?"
Before Su Qing could reply, Ji Sihan spoke: "In the report you gave me, except for congenital heart disease, there were no other problems. Why did she suddenly become end-stage heart failure?"
Hearing Mr. Ji's questioning voice, Alan was a little scared: "Dang, I asked Miss Shu if she wanted to tell you, but she refused, so I wanted to follow the patient's wishes and made a fake report for you...
"
When Ji Sihan heard this, he suddenly became angry: "She didn't let you tell me, so why didn't you tell me? Who are you working for?!"
This was the first time Alan saw Ji Sihan get so angry, and his voice gradually became quieter: "I originally wanted to tell you against the patient's wishes, but I asked you if you care about Miss Shu, and you said...
"
Alan paused and admitted his mistake: "Mr. Ji, I'm sorry. I thought you didn't care about her life or death, so I didn't tell you."
A deep sense of powerlessness came over him, and his cold voice was filled with despair: "Alan, it's fine if others don't know, don't you know too?"
Can he show that he cares? Can he tell everyone what he cares about?
cannot.
He once only took care of a childhood friend, but they tortured her to death, let alone the woman he wanted...
Unfortunately, he hid it so well that even the people around him couldn't guess what he was thinking. Can he blame them?
No, he can only blame himself, blame him for being in jail and unable to extricate himself...
He raised his trembling fingers and pressed the button on Alan's phone. His scarlet eyes moved to Su Qing.
"Prepare the special plane."
He wanted to return home immediately and see her with his own eyes, otherwise he would never believe that she died like this.