Because of his impure intentions in adopting Song Ci, Mu Mian had always been very kind to her over the years. Song Ci definitely had a share of whatever Mu Qiu had, and this was done as compensation, but also out of affection.
Song Ci was a good girl. Although she had the beauty of a rose, she didn't use her beauty to commit crimes, nor was she perverse and rebellious. Most of the time, she was well-behaved and docile. After living together for so many years, Mu Mian also felt a sense of affection for Song Ci.
If Mu Qiu had not suddenly fallen ill, Mu Mian would have treated Song Ci as his own daughter and loved her all his life.
But Mu Qiu happened to fall ill.
Mu Mian still felt a little reluctant to dig out Song Ci's heart. He was entangled and depressed for many days. Just two days ago, a dark and vicious plan gradually emerged in Mu Mian's mind...
Mu Mian turned his attention to Song Fei.
Song Fei has been sleeping for eight years without waking up, and the hope of waking up seems very slim.
Although Song Fei was in a vegetative state, her organs were functioning normally. Rather than letting a healthy heart live in a vegetative state and waste it, it would be better to give it to Mu Qiu, who truly needed it to save his life.
Because the blood type genes sent for testing eight years ago were those of Song Ci and Mu Qiu, and knowing that Song Fei and Song Ci were twins and that the genes in their bodies were in principle the same, the cautious Mu Mian was worried that something might go wrong with the operation, so he decided to give Mu Qiu and Song Fei another genetic antibody test.
So the day before yesterday morning, Mu Mian personally went to the sanatorium to visit Song Fei, and secretly drew her blood and sent it to be matched with Mu Qiu's blood for genetic antibody matching.
He had just drawn Song Fei's blood the day before yesterday, and Song Fei woke up last night and disappeared. It has to be said that this is really a coincidence.
Could it be that Song Fei had regained consciousness the day before yesterday, and because she realized that her motives were impure, she deliberately chose a quiet time of night, secretly ran out of the sanatorium, and hid in a place where no one could find her?
Thinking of this possibility, Mu Mian broke out in a cold sweat.
If my guess is true, then Song Fei cannot be kept!
The driver noticed that Mu Mian's face was pale and his breathing had become rapid. He quickly slowed down and asked Mu Mian, "Mr. Mu, are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to pull over?"
Mu Mian pressed his hand to his forehead and shook his head gently, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
The driver didn't dare drive too fast, keeping an eye on Mu Mian's health. Fortunately, Mu Mian was fine when they arrived at the company, and his face looked rosy, so the driver was relieved.
Mu Mian returned to the office, sat down, and was silent for a moment before taking out his cell phone to call the director of the sanatorium.
"Have you found Song Fei?"
The dean said helplessly: "Not yet."
Mu Mian said in a cold tone, "The person went missing in your hospital. If I can't find him, I will call the police and file a case. Dean Su, you have to hurry."
Dean Su promised to find Song Fei as soon as possible, then hung up the phone with a worried look on his face.
Mu Mian put down his phone and pulled at his tie that was suffocating him. He thought to himself: Song Fei, you play hide-and-seek with me as soon as I wake up. You are really giving me a headache.
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It was already past six o'clock in the evening when Song Ci rushed back to Shunchen City.
She returned the car to the used car dealership and took a taxi back to the hotel. After taking a hot shower, Song Ci sat at the head of the bed in her suspender pajamas. She thought for a moment, picked up her phone and posted a message to her friends circle:
Song Ci: [Come home quickly, I've been waiting for you.]
After sending the message, Song Ci fell into bed and covered her eyes with an eye mask. After dozens of hours without closing her eyes, Song Ci thought she would fall asleep quickly and sleep soundly, but she had a terrifying nightmare all night.
In the previous life, the day Song Fei was burned to death, Mu Qiu happened to be undergoing surgery. Mu Mian did not trust the medical skills of the hospital in Wangdong City, so he transferred Mu Qiu to the Yancheng Heart Specialist Hospital.
Mu Qiu was going to have a heart transplant operation, which was quite risky. Song Ci accompanied Mu Mian and his wife and they all flew to Yancheng to accompany Mu Qiu.
Outside the operating room, Song Ci received a call from the sanatorium. On the phone, the director told Song Ci that a fire had broken out in the building where Song Fei was staying. Due to the strong wind, the fire spread rapidly and could not be put out in a short time.
Song Ci felt a buzzing in his ears. How could the fire suddenly break out?
Song Ci glanced at the operating room and left the hospital quietly without telling Mu Mian and his wife. By the time she took a taxi to the airport, flew back to Wangdong City, and rushed back to Xiguang Sanatorium, it was already dawn.
Although the fire had been put out, Song Fei died in the flames. Song Ci didn't even see Song Fei's body. He just heard people talking about how Song Fei had been burned beyond recognition when he was carried out by firefighters.
Song Ci stood in front of the dark abandoned building, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.
"elder sister!"
"elder sister!"
Song Ci was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't wake up. She lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face as she closed her eyes and cried out in despair.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Ci finally woke up. She opened her eyes and saw the sunlight filling the room. For a moment, she was still dazed, still unable to come out of the sad dream.
After a long while, Song Ci finally came to her senses. She reached out and touched her face, her palms wet with tears. If she did it again, the heart-wrenching pain wouldn't be any less severe.
Song Ci propped herself up and sat up, took a deep breath, buried all the sad past in her heart, and walked into the bathroom.
Song Shiqing and Xiong Jian lived in rooms next to Song Ci's. When they woke up in the morning and squeezed into the bathroom to brush their teeth, they suddenly heard the mournful cries of a woman in the next room.
The two grown men looked at each other.
They were very worried about Song Ci, but it was not convenient for them to knock on the door and ask her what happened.
Half an hour later, the three of them met at the hotel entrance. Xiong Jian and Song Shiqing saw Song Ci approaching from a distance, wearing a black suit and pulling a suitcase.
She still wore her hat and light makeup, and greeted them with a sweet smile, as if the person crying heartbreakingly that morning was not her.
The two looked at Song Ci, thought about it, and decided to forget what happened in the morning.
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At 1:30 pm, the plane arrived safely in Wangdong City.
Song Shiqing lived in a residential complex near the airport. After getting off the plane, he took Xiong Jian's car. Song Ci drove there by herself, and when she arrived at the parking lot, she noticed a familiar black Volvo parked across from hers.
Song Ci had a good memory and remembered seeing this car downstairs at Zeus Aerospace a few days ago. Even the license plate number was the same. Song Ci stared at her car for a while, then suddenly turned and walked out of the parking lot.
...
The sun was shining brightly as the car drove out of the underground parking lot. A strong light suddenly shone over, blinding Han Zhan subconsciously.
Only after the car drove onto the road did Han Zhan take out his sunglasses and put them on.
He put on his sunglasses and glanced casually at the roadside when he saw Song Ci. Under the scorching sun, Song Ci was wearing only a white shirt with her sleeves rolled up. Her left hand was holding the suitcase handle, and her right arm was draped with her black suit jacket.
Her straight posture and heroic appearance are fascinating.
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