Fang Ming's brows furrowed instantly. "Dead?"
Mr. Fang lowered his eyes and said, "Hmm."
"How could this be?!? Cough cough cough..." Fang Ming suddenly stood up, his voice shrill, "Suicide?! How could this be!?"
Li Hu was a man with an extremely strong will to survive.
He had sneaked into the hospital twice before, intending to kill Li Hu on both occasions.
But a person who was seriously injured and bedridden and unable to move was able to put up a strong resistance.
It is clear that Li Hu cherished his life very much.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to commit suicide.
Mr. Fang paused for a moment, then said, "No other clues were found. The surveillance footage showed that no one had entered his hospital room. After investigation, it was indeed a suicide."
Fang Ming pursed his lips tightly, his face growing paler from the force of the movement, his features scrunched up, yet he stubbornly remained silent.
Seeing his appearance, Fang's father sighed softly, helped him lie down, and gently covered him with a blanket. "Fortunately, Li Hu is already dead. Let's just let this matter rest. Don't mention it again. It would be terrible if someone found something to use against us."
Fang Ming lowered his eyes and remained silent.
He stared at the white ceiling, his gaze wandering before finally settling on his leg, which was in a cast.
Fang Ming finally came to his senses, his voice hoarse, "Dad... what happened to me?"
Mr. Fang frowned and took a deep breath. “Tang Song… dismantled the hotel’s wooden door and it just happened to hit you. Your spleen ruptured and your femur was broken.”
Fang Ming was in a daze for a moment, and the scene before he lost consciousness flashed through his mind. It was very blurry, but he could vaguely remember it.
He had his back to the door and was focused on Zhu Hao, so he didn't pay much attention to what was behind him.
There was no sound when the door fell down.
He only felt a tremendous force slam into him, then he passed out and remembered nothing.
“But…” Fang Ming hesitated before speaking, “removing the hotel door would be very loud…”
"You didn't hear it either?" Mr. Fang's eyes narrowed, and his heart skipped a beat.
Fang Ming shook his head honestly, then asked uncertainly, "Maybe my attention was focused on Zhu Hao at the time? I didn't hear it?"
Mr. Fang frowned. "Something's not right!"
He lowered his eyes and stared intently at Fang Ming. "Compared to Tang Song, you're just a little shorter, don't have as much muscle, and look more delicate..."
Fang Ming half-closed his eyes, his lips pressed into a straight line.
He couldn't help but wonder if he was Fang's father's biological son.
"But!" Mr. Fang raised his voice, "You were able to dismantle a 300-pound solid wood door with your bare hands without making a sound, and no one even noticed?"
Fang Ming licked his lips, his face darkening. "No."
It should be said that even a normal person couldn't do that!
Unless one is exceptionally gifted.
But no one in the industry has ever spread rumors about whether Tang Song knows martial arts or anything like that.
They had no way of knowing.
An eerie silence fell over the ward, broken only by the ticking of medical equipment.
“Let’s put this matter aside for now,” Mr. Fang suddenly said. “But your sister and Tang Song’s relationship should be expedited.”
Fang Ming swallowed hard, his face darkening further, but he said nothing.
Mr. Fang: "Zhu Hao was so firm in refusing us today, I guess she hasn't forgiven us yet, she's angry and wants to vent."
Fang Ming nodded silently, "Let's just give up on Zhu Hao and focus on Xiao Ling."
"Hmm," Mr. Fang said in a low voice, "Don't tell your mother about this yet, she probably won't agree."
"good."
"Also, don't tell your mother about your injury, so she won't worry. While you're recovering in the hospital, just say you went on a business trip."
"good."
*
Hotel room.
In the center of the spacious living room, there was a chair with a woman dressed in a white dress, her hair disheveled, and her face obscured by her disarray.
Fang Ling had already woken up. It only took her a second to realize that she was powerless to resist, so she simply pretended to be dead to see who had tied her up.
So when she heard footsteps at the door, she quickly lowered her eyes and pressed the record button on her bracelet.
Today, in order to successfully win over Tang Song, she made many preparations, including equipping all her jewelry with recording capabilities.
She recorded her conversation with Tang Song on the rooftop using her necklace.
Now the bracelet has come in handy too.
The door opened, and Fang Ling closed her eyes.
【Holy crap! Why does she look so wilted? I swear! I really didn't do anything to her!! I just choked her a couple of times!! I didn't kill her!】
[This is a staged accident! A staged accident! It's definitely a staged accident! I didn't do anything! Fang Ling is unbelievable!]
Zhu Hao twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at Tang Song who looked wary beside her, and then looked at Xue Qinfeng.
"I'm warning you again, Tang Song! Don't you dare kill anyone! This is the human world, not your werewolf clan. This woman is human too. If anything happens to her, don't expect me to help you!" Xue Qinfeng leaned against the wardrobe and met Zhu Hao's gaze. "Also, Zhu Hao, do you want to come out with me? Let Tang Song handle this himself?"
Zhu Hao shook his head and grasped Tang Song's hand.
If she weren't here to guard him, Tang Song might really have impulsively killed someone.
Xue Qinfeng raised an eyebrow, looked at Tang Song who had a gloomy face, and shrugged slightly, "Fine, I'll go out, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Click.
The door closed.
Xue Qinfeng stared at the tightly closed door and muttered softly, "Zhu Hao is a human being!! That dog Tang Song! He acts like he's guarding his food, is he sick?!"
The air around him suddenly turned cold. Xue Qinfeng shivered, kicked the door panel in the air with annoyance, and then left silently cursing.
Tang Song, who was inside the room, withdrew her gaze from the door and glanced down at Zhu Hao.
"We need to erase her memory."
[And incidentally, make her stupid! Hmph!]
With a soft sigh, she wished him well, "I'll wait for you."
"Okay." Tang Song released her and walked towards Fang Ling in the center.
He noticed Fang Ling's slightly trembling body and knew that she had woken up.
Tang Song didn't care; it didn't matter even if Fang Ling overheard their conversation.
After all, he was going to erase her memory next.
It makes no difference whether you listen or not.
Tang Song stood in front of Fang Ling and slightly raised his hand.
Fang Ling felt a shadow looming over her. She appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, a storm was brewing within her.
Tang Song can erase her memory?!
She had just suffered from amnesia!
The doctor said she was frightened and that her selective eating habits were usually good, but it's possible that Tang Song was behind it!?
Fang Ling's breathing became shallow, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Her hair swayed and floated in the air, just like her feelings at that moment, a mixture of fear and trepidation.
Fang Ling felt a sudden pain in her head, and her consciousness became blurred.
Before she passed out, she gripped the necklace on her wrist and pressed the save button.
"Alright." Tang Song stared at Fang Ling, who was completely still, frowned, and stepped back, secretly glancing at Zhu Hao.
[Alright, alright! This woman is a fool from now on!! Hahahaha!]
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