Pei Zhiting sat in the banquet hall with a restless heart. Twenty minutes had passed since Song Xijiao went to the bathroom.

He couldn't help but take out his cell phone to call Song Xijiao. The phone rang several times before it was picked up.

"Jiaojiao, where are you? What took you so long?"

"Gu Zhiting, there is..."

Song Xijiao said breathlessly, but before she could finish her words, a gunshot was suddenly heard from the phone.

"Bang……"

“Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao…”

Pei Zhiting stood up suddenly, holding the phone and shouting loudly, but all he got in response was silence.

With a "bang", Pei Zhiting's phone fell to the ground, startling the partner. "Boss Pei, what happened?"

Pei Zhiting's face turned pale, "My wife, something might have happened."

Just then, a waiter rushed in.

"Oh no, something happened, a lady was shot."

Pei Zhiting followed the waiter to the garden behind the banquet hall.

Song Xijiao was lying on the ground with a gunshot wound in the chest. Her clothes were stained with blood. A man was kneeling beside her, talking on the phone with one hand and pressing on the wound with the other, trying to stop the bleeding.

“Jiaojiao…”

Pei Zhiting's eyes were bloodshot. He rushed over, pushed the man away, and hugged Song Xijiao in his arms.

"Jiaojiao, how are you? Wake up..."

Beads of sweat rolled down Song Xijiao's forehead, and her chest heaved violently. She held her breath and held Pei Zhiting's hand tightly, just wanting to tell him.

"Zhi...Zhiting, be careful, someone wants to kill you..."

After saying this, he tilted his head and fainted, and his hands slipped and fell down.

The partner shouted to the waiter next to him: "Quick, call an ambulance."

The waiter came to his senses and quickly took out the intercom to ask the front desk to call an ambulance.

Pei Zhiting held Song Xijiao in his arms and kept talking to her, trying to wake her up.

"Jiaojiao, hold on, the ambulance will be here soon."

But Song Xijiao didn't react at all. She just lay quietly in his arms, letting the blood stain his white suit red.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

“Ding ding ding…”

The monitor issued a sharp alarm, and the electrocardiogram on the heart rate monitor screen turned into a straight line, and the wavy line that should have been undulating became flat.

"Prepare for electric shock, inject adrenaline!"

"No!"

Pei Zhiting clenched his fists. He couldn't accept that someone who was alive one second ago could be dead or alive the next.

"Sir, please make way!"

The doctor pushed Pei Zhiting away and started chest compressions. The nurse injected epinephrine, but Song Xijiao still did not respond. The doctor picked up the defibrillator and placed it on Song Xijiao's chest to charge it.

"Everyone get out of the way!"

The doctor shouted loudly, and everyone stepped back, and the doctor pressed the discharge button.

With a "bang", Song Xijiao's body was shocked and bounced up, but the electrocardiogram was still a straight line.

"Continue injecting adrenaline and prepare for the second shock."

The doctor frowned and his forehead was covered with sweat. If the patient's heartbeat could not be restored this time, the patient would be in danger.

The nurse injected epinephrine again and the doctor performed another electric shock.

"Bang" there was another loud noise, Song Xijiao's body was bounced up and down again by the electric shock, and the electrocardiogram still did not respond.

"Sir, please be prepared. Your wife..."

The doctor looked at Pei Zhiting, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Although he couldn't bear it, the patient's condition was already critical.

Pei Zhiting suddenly roared, pounced on Song Xijiao, and pressed her chest hard.

"No! She won't die!"

"Doudou... yes... Doudou... think about Doudou... she's only seven months old... she can't live without her mother... and I can't live without you... Jiaojiao..."

Pei Zhiting kept calling out to Song Xijiao, hoping that she would hold on for Doudou like she did last time, but this time Song Xijiao did not respond.

"Sir, please calm down. You will interfere with our rescue efforts."

The doctor wanted to pull Pei Zhiting away, but Pei Zhiting was like a madman, pressing Song Xijiao's chest tightly and refusing to let go.

…………

A Thai man patted the man with bloody hands and said, "Ruo Bin, you know the woman who was shot."

"She looks like my sister, but I haven't seen her in years, so I'm not sure it's definitely her."

Zhao Ruobin's man's hands were covered in blood as he stood up tremblingly. He had just given Song Xijiao artificial respiration. Her mouth was full of blood, which flowed down the corners of her mouth, staining his white suit red.

"Your sister? Why did your sister come to Thailand?"

"Speaking of which, she is my eldest sister. My father divorced his ex-wife, so she changed her last name. She only gets together with my grandfather during the New Year and other holidays. I haven't seen her in several years. It shouldn't be her!"

Zhao Ruobin's mind was confused, his whole body was in a daze, and his voice was trembling.

Although he is not close to his sister Song Xijiao, he doesn't want her to die!

"Since it doesn't matter anymore, then why are you shaking?"

"I...how could I be shaking? You must have seen it wrong. All women look alike. I just saw someone who looked similar get shot, and I was a little scared, that's all."

"It's better this way. If you delay something important, you'll be in trouble."

Zhao Ruobin's man stiffened and shook his head quickly, "I dare not, I dare not."

"That's better. Come on, let's get out of here. The police should be here soon."

The Thai man turned and left, and Zhao Ruobin hurriedly followed him. When he lowered his head, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

Song Xijiao only felt that her body kept falling, as if she had fallen into darkness. It was pitch dark all around her, so dark that she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. She kept walking and walking, but she could never reach the end.

Suddenly, a strong light shone over, and Song Xijiao subconsciously raised her hand to block it, and then she heard Doudou crying.

"Mom...Mom...Don't you want Doudou anymore...Mom..."

Doudou?

Song Xijiao put down her hands and looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Doudou sitting on the ground, crying breathlessly, with tears all over her little face.

“Doudou!”

Song Xijiao ran over and tried to hug Doudou, but found nothing.

"Doudou?"

Song Xijiao was stunned. She looked at her empty arms, then looked at Doudou who was sitting on the ground crying. Suddenly she realized something and turned around to see herself lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and her eyes closed. Pei Zhiting was lying beside the bed, holding her hands tightly with both hands, his face haggard.

What's going on?

She remembered that she was shot, then someone pressed on her chest and gave her electric shocks, and then she lost consciousness, but what was happening now?

"Mom...Mom...don't you want Doudou anymore..."

Doudou's crying sound was heard again. Song Xijiao turned her head and saw Doudou crying and reaching out to her.