"Wanwan!"
Lin Zhaojiang tried to hug her, but she, who was usually so delicate, was surprisingly strong at this moment, and struggled desperately in his arms like a madwoman.
Her eyes were red and swollen, and she screamed with disheveled hair, looking horrifying.
"It was Linna! It must have been her!"
Lin Zhaojiang was taken aback. "What did you say?"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Wan slapped him hard across the face! Lin Zhaojiang was stunned, half of his face burning with pain. The hatred in her eyes was like a surging wave, as if it would devour him.
"Wanwan..."
"Bastards...you're all a bunch of bastards!" Song Wan lost her temper and kicked and hit him.
"Wanwan, calm down!"
"Get out of my way!" Song Wan pointed at him, her voice trembling. "You're all too cruel... None of you surnamed Lin are good people!"
"What?"
"Do you really enjoy hurting other people's children?!"
Song Wan screamed hysterically, then lost her balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud. Chaos erupted in the hotel lobby. Lin Zhaojiang hurriedly carried her into the elevator and took her back to her room.
The doctor arrived quickly, conducted a thorough examination, and told Lin Zhaojiang, "Ms. Song suffered a stress reaction due to fright and stimulation."
Lin Zhaojiang's eyes darkened slightly.
Shock and excitement? Was she frightened by the pregnant woman on TV?
She kept insisting that Lin Na did it, saying that none of the Lin family members were good people... So, she knew something, or rather, she remembered something.
Lin Zhaojiang's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down his spine.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin," the doctor said again, "Ms. Song's condition is relatively stable. Even if she was frightened, she will recover quickly as long as she takes her medication on time."
"She..." Lin Zhaojiang paused, "has she regained her memories?"
The doctor paused, frowned, and after a moment said, "Miss Song took that kind of medicine back then. Logically, its effects shouldn't have lasted this long. Theoretically, she should never regain her memory. But there are exceptions in international clinical practice; some people do indeed remember everything from their past under external stimulation..."
Lin Zhaojiang closed his eyes wearily and waved for everyone to leave.
He stood on the balcony, and for a moment, he felt he couldn't hold on any longer. Just like when he learned that Lin Yuqing had given that special drug to Song Wan and then taken Song Wan to Yangcheng, his feelings were conflicted and complicated.
That drug was a special drug secretly developed by several countries in the world, specifically designed to deal with special forces and spies.
If special forces soldiers or spies are captured and face torture by hostile countries, and are unable to transmit intelligence back to their home country, they must swallow this drug to erase all their memories.
Because it was developed in secret, only Huo Jingnan, a former special forces soldier from the Huo family, could obtain this drug. Lin Yuqing got it from him.
By the time Lin Zhaojiang learned of all this, Song Wan had already taken her medicine and was fast asleep.
For a moment, Lin Zhaojiang hated Lin Yuqing to the core. What right did she have to control his and Song Wan's lives? What right did she have to erase their past?
But Lin Yuqing said, "Do you really want to see her living a crazy life? She hugs a pillow every day, treating it like your child, and can't even take care of herself in the most basic way... Is this what you want to see?!"
"Even if she goes insane for the rest of her life, I'll take care of her!"
"Lin Zhaojiang, stop being so naive!" Lin Yuqing emphasized each word. "Let's not even talk about whether you can stay with her for the rest of your life... Even if you can, there's no such thing as a filial son who stays by the bedside of a sick parent for too long. Even a person gets tired of taking care of their own parents after a while, let alone Song Wan, the woman you once wanted to abandon!"
Lin Zhaojiang didn't speak, but his clenched fists kept trembling.
“Zhaojiang, just let her go, and let yourself go too. You both need to start over. Why don’t you let her forget everything and embrace a new life? To her, you are an abyss. If you truly love her, you should bring her into the sunlight, not let her be trapped in your world… The doctor said that if she continues like this, she won’t be able to hold on, both mentally and physically! Do you really want to see her die?”
...
Lin Zhaojiang braced himself on the balcony railing with both hands, his temples throbbing, a feeling of wanting to cry stuck in his throat.
He took a deep breath, his thoughts still a jumbled mess, when his subordinate called.
"President Lin."
"What's up?"
"It's been confirmed... The people attacked at the train station were Sun Xiaoyun and her husband. You... do you remember Sun Xiaoyun? She's the pregnant woman that Miss Song rescued from the roadside that day. Her husband is in charge of the Lin family's vehicle maintenance."
Lin Zhaojiang pinched the bridge of his nose. "And then?"
"Those thugs were also arrested by the police. They quickly confessed that the attack was a revenge attack on society and a thrill-seeking act, and that it was random and not targeted at anyone."
"Impossible!" Lin Zhaojiang uttered the three words heavily.
"Don't close the case yet," he said in a deep voice. "I'll find new evidence!"
The subordinate agreed and hung up the phone.
Soon, Xiao Liran called again.
"I'm sorry," Lin Zhaojiang's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm not in the mood to discuss the book with you right now..."
“Then I’m sorry,” Xiao Liran said in an unyielding tone, “you need to calm down and discuss Song Wan’s book with me!”
"What's wrong now?"
"I had Rachel get hold of the manuscript of this book from Linna's computer, and then compared it with Song Wan's first draft. We found that many of the descriptions of the female protagonist in this book did not match the outline that Song Wan had submitted!"
Lin Zhaojiang frowned. "What does this mean?"
"For example, there's a description in the book of the female protagonist's mental state after her miscarriage... Ha, Song Wan usually writes about warm and sweet things in her love stories, how could there be such a scene?"
“I asked a few other editors, and they said that Lin Na made Song Wan revise the manuscript again and again, and she had to revise it according to her requirements. She also said that she understood the market and knew how to write in a way that would attract readers.”
"Lin Zhaojiang, I've already read the whole book. If it's really published like this, it'll be like announcing your affair with that little white rabbit to the whole world!"
Lin Zhaojiang remained silent, gripping the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
“So I suspect,” Xiao Liran concluded, “that these plot points were all Lin Na’s idea. She’s constantly trying to provoke Song Wan and remind her of everything from the past.”
“That’s right.” Lin Zhaojiang gritted his teeth. “I actually overlooked this person…”
Some people may seem ordinary, but they are the ones who make people let their guard down the most.
“I also have something to tell you,” Xiao Liran said in a low voice. “Lin Na has been coming to work every day lately, and everything is normal. She doesn’t show any signs of guilt… This shows that she has a very strong mentality. So you should plan what to do next.”
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