In those few seconds, Song Hanzheng successfully seized the initiative.
Song Anran wasn't as strong as him, so he took the knife from her and handed her over to the police himself.
And then it was all over.
"Brother!" In the critical moment, Song Anran softly called out to her brother.
The word "brother" startled Song Hanzheng, bringing back memories of his childhood.
The little girl with pigtails followed him around all day, calling him "brother, brother," just like a clucking hen.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Song Anran forcefully snatched the knife back.
Song Hanzheng realized what was happening and pulled the knife back.
Song Anran suddenly let go.
Driven by inertia, the knife plunged into Song Hanzheng's heart.
The snow-white shirt was instantly stained red with blood.
A look of pain crossed Song Hanzheng's face. He clutched his chest, staggered, and fell to the ground.
Song Anran's eyes widened.
She didn't do it on purpose.
She never intended for him to die.
"Kill Song Anran! The order has been given." Liu Changqing received a call from his superior.
The killing of murderers Song Anran and Shen Shuyuan on the spot was permitted.
Lu Zhiwei walked over to Song Hanzheng, cupped his head in her hand to prevent him from hitting it, and said, "Song Hanzheng..."
In her panic, Song Anran glanced at her brother Song Hanzheng one last time.
He climbed over the railing and jumped without thinking.
Even if she were to die, she would rather die under the punishment of the law, or under a cold bullet.
Let's just go with the flow.
Her wretched life was destined for wandering.
Bang bang bang—
Gunshots rang out.
More than a dozen bullets were fired at Song Anran simultaneously, following her as she fell into the river.
Splash—
Its heavy body crashed into the water, creating a huge splash.
Without a second thought, Shen Jinmo took off his suit jacket, threw it to Lu Zhiwei who was holding Song Hanzheng on the ground, and jumped into the river without looking back.
Even if it's just a corpse, he'll still pull Shen Shuyuan out of the water and offer a sacrifice to the old lady who raised her for so many years.
"Song Hanzheng, wake up! Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away."
Lu Zhiwei patted Song Hanzheng's face.
He weakly opened his eyes a crack and looked at the blinding sun in the sky.
"Don't save me... I'll give my life for your grandmother."
Even when Song Anran jumped, she never regretted what she had done, nor did she worry about her brother's safety.
But he was still willing to use his short life to atone for Song Anran's sins.
"Who wants your life? Just hold on. Song Anran's crimes are her own responsibility."
Lu Zhiwei held Song Hanzheng's cold hand and watched him slide down slowly.
This feeling of powerlessness lingered in my heart.
All the entanglement and pain surged up.
She still resented him for helping Song Anran.
But at that moment, she felt relieved.
From his perspective.
He was just an older brother, pure and flawless, yet he was willing to be tainted by corruption for his younger sister, bearing the infamy for the rest of his life.
Song Hanzheng was rushed to a nearby hospital for emergency treatment.
Unfortunately, the doctors were unable to pull Song Hanzheng back from the brink of death.
He was a miracle doctor who saved countless lives, yet at this moment he couldn't save his own.
Standing outside the operating room, watching Song Hanzheng, covered in a white sheet, being wheeled out.
Lu Zhiwei clenched her fists, her body trembling involuntarily, and felt a chill run through her.
The doctor came over and briefed her on the general situation of the rescue.
"Ms. Lu, we have done our best. After our unanimous judgment, we believe that Dr. Song chose to end his own life."
He was an excellent doctor who knew how the depth and location of a sharp blade piercing the heart could be fatal. When we were treating the wound, we discovered that the blade had shifted once.
If the first stab was accidental, but the second, deeper stab was intentional on his own…
At this point, Lu Zhiwei's eyes turned red as she looked at the cold corpse.
Tear the white cloth off him.
That pale, handsome face had lost all sign of life.
Lu Zhiwei shook her head in disbelief: "Song Hanzheng, you used to be the doctor I admired the most, but now you are the person I despise the most. How much value can you create for the world while you are alive?"
Your life is far more precious than your sister's. Why are you so foolish as to atone for your sins for that unworthy woman?
Besides, did I agree to it? You just made your own decision? You're just a stubborn, old-fashioned person!
Lu Zhiwei grabbed Song Hanzheng's arm and kept cursing at him.
But Song Hanzheng, lying on the bed, no longer responded to her with a smile.
Song Hanzheng's family members, who had been notified, arrived at that moment.
Mr. and Mrs. Song stumbled out of the elevator and rushed to the operating room.
Upon seeing the cold corpse, the two elders collapsed to their knees and wept bitterly.
It was as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.
"My son... my Hanzheng."
"Son, look at your mother, open your eyes and look at your mother." Song's mother crawled to Song Hanzheng's body, pressed herself against it, and hugged her only son tightly.
Their world has collapsed.
"Doctor, let me die, give my heart to my son, so his heart can beat again, okay?" Mr. Song also broke down and started talking nonsense, grabbing the doctor and making unreasonable demands.
The doctor looked helplessly at Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei silently stepped aside.
“What a tragedy! It’s all our own doing. If we hadn’t abandoned An Ran back then, our son wouldn’t have had to pay for this life. It’s all our fault. We are the ones who should be dying.”
Song's mother wept uncontrollably.
They were highly educated intellectuals, and instead of unreasonably criticizing Lu Zhiwei, they kept blaming themselves.
The tragedy of the Song family was caused by them.
They initially believed that Song Hanzheng was the heir of the Song family. After their son was kidnapped, although they were reluctant to part with their daughter, they ultimately decided to abandon her and save their son.
But if they didn't make that choice, they would have kept their daughter with them and raised her properly.
Would all these tragedies have been prevented?
Lu Zhiwei looked at Song's parents, her heart heavy and complicated.
She didn't know who to resent or who to feel sorry for.
This world is inherently a vicious cycle.
If sunshine had shone into Song Anran's heart from the beginning, she might have gone astray, but she wouldn't have gone this far.
Ultimately, she should blame these parents.
If they hadn't abandoned Song Anran, neither she nor Shen Jinmo would have encountered this cancerous tumor.
But the one they chose to abandon from the beginning was Song Hanzheng.
He might have been killed by the kidnappers, or he might not have grown up to become the miracle doctor who saved so many people.
It seems that Song Hanzheng is destined to die no matter what.
Lu Zhiwei's gaze lingered on Song Hanzheng's corpse. She slowly bent down and bowed deeply to him.
Saying our final goodbyes!
Bye now.
The best Dr. Song in the world!
In my next life, I will cherish myself more.
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