Grandma Tan was lucky; she found an empty taxi as soon as she arrived at the entrance of the community. She got in and left, but Tan Zhe returned right afterward, and the two passed each other by again.
Tan Zhe rushed home, and as soon as he opened the door, he was hit by a strong smell of blood.
Thinking something might have happened to Grandma Tan, Tan Zhe turned pale with fright and rushed into the house, calling out, "Mom..."
Upon entering the house, Tan Zhe indeed saw a woman lying in a pool of blood. He almost choked on his breath. However, upon closer inspection, he realized something was wrong. Her clothes and figure were completely different from his mother's. Who was she? What was she doing in his house?
Although he discovered it wasn't Grandma Tan, the ominous premonition that had been lingering in Tan Zhe's mind never disappeared.
He immediately rushed over and helped the woman up from the ground. He checked her breathing; she was still breathing, but very weakly. There was a hole in her chest, from which blood was constantly oozing.
He quickly covered it up and then called 120 for emergency medical assistance.
While waiting for the ambulance, he finally had a chance to examine the woman's face closely and immediately recognized her: "It's her?!"
Although he didn't know her name, Tan Zhe had a good memory and clearly remembered seeing her downstairs at the company. She knew Mr. He from the company and they seemed to have a good relationship. He also remembered seeing her carrying big bags and running into that mountain. If he wasn't mistaken, she should be the one who, like his mother, came from another era through that door.
Tan Zhe thought that even if his mother hurt him, she would try to go back, but she still failed. The final deduction was that the door seemed to be bound to people. Only one person could pass through at a time, and no living things could be brought in. He just didn't know what the conditions for unbinding it were.
He thought he still had time to study the situation and find a solution for her, but to his surprise, she couldn't wait and resorted to the most extreme method: murder.
"Damn it." Tan Zhe slammed his fist on the floor, hating himself for not noticing sooner, perhaps there would have been time to stop it.
His mother was no longer at home; she had probably gone back to that abandoned cellar on the mountain. He had rushed as fast as he could, but he still missed her.
Tan Zhe glanced down at Xing Zhaozhao, who was still barely clinging to life in his arms. She wasn't dead yet, so his mother probably wouldn't die. If he went there right now, he might be able to bring her back. But the ambulance hadn't arrived yet. If he just left her there and let her bleed to death, he might never find his mother again.
After thinking for a moment, Tan Zhe called President He directly.
Assistant He was somewhat surprised to receive Tan Zhe's call: "What is it, Professor Tan? Weren't you on leave taking care of your mother at home?"
"Mr. He, do you remember that lady carrying a basket we met downstairs at the company once?" Tan Zhe asked.
If you asked Assistant He to recall who he had seen downstairs at the company on a particular day, he might not be able to remember. But if you mentioned someone carrying a basket on their back, he would immediately remember. In his short thirty years of life, there was only one such person: "You mean Miss Xing? What, are you looking for her?"
“No, she’s at my house right now, badly injured. Maybe… Do you have her family’s contact information?” Tan Zhe asked.
Assistant Xiao He was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair: "What did you say? How did she end up in your house? How did she get injured?"
Tan Zhe hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know either. I came back and saw her lying here. It must be related to my mother."
"Isn't your mother in the hospital?" Assistant He asked, puzzled, but quickly shook her head to avoid the question. "Never mind, this isn't the time to talk about that. Where do you live? How badly is she injured?"
Tan Zhe gave the address of his residential compound and then said, "I was stabbed in the chest and the blood won't stop flowing. My condition is not good. I have already called 120, and the ambulance should be here soon."
"Understood, I'll notify her family right away." Assistant He said, then paused and reminded him, "This matter could be very serious, you'd better be prepared."
Tan Zhe said with a bitter expression, "I understand." After all, someone had been hurt. If she didn't survive, it would be murder. Regardless of whether his mother could achieve her goal in the end, it would still be a human life.
After speaking with Tan Zhe, Assistant He hung up the phone and, without delay, immediately called Gao Hongfei.
At this moment, Gao Hongfei had already called the police and was anxiously waiting for news from the police along with Gao Mingcheng and Xing Zhaoming.
My phone suddenly rang.
All eyes turned eagerly to Gao Hongfei.
"Is there any news from the police?" Xing Zhaoming asked.
Gao Hongfei glanced at his phone, looking regretful, and shook his head: "He's my subordinate."
Both Xing Zhaoming and Gao Mingcheng's eyes, which had just lit up, immediately dimmed again.
Gao Hongfei answered the phone, and before his assistant, Xiao He, could say anything, he said impatiently, "I'm very busy right now. We can talk about it later." Then he was about to hang up.
Fortunately, Assistant He spoke up quickly: "Something bad has happened, Chairman, Miss Xing is in trouble."
Gao Hongfei was startled and stood up abruptly: "How did you know something happened to her?"
Gao Mingcheng and Xing Zhaoming both keenly sensed something and looked over at the same time.
Xiao He's assistant told him about Tan Zhe's situation: "...I heard he was stabbed in the chest and his condition is not good. He has already called an ambulance."
Gao Mingcheng's face turned pale instantly, and he swayed, almost falling over. Fortunately, Xing Jiashu was there to catch him in time.
"What's wrong?" Xing Jiashu asked with concern.
Gao Mingcheng shook his head slightly at him, asked Xiao He's assistant for Tan Zhe's home address, and then hung up the phone. He looked at Gao Mingcheng and Xing Zhaoming with a serious expression and said in a hoarse voice, "We found Mom. She said she was stabbed in the chest and her condition might not be good."
Gao Mingcheng and Xing Zhaoming's expressions immediately changed.
"How did your subordinates find out?" Gao Mingcheng asked.
"Someone from the company ran into him. They'd met my mom before and knew her, so they went directly to him," Gao Hongfei explained briefly.
Now was not the time to ask further questions, so Gao Mingcheng asked directly, "Where?"
Gao Hongfei gave an address.
"Let's go," Gao Mingcheng said, leading the way out.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com