Cat: "We'll talk about that later, answer my question first."
Song Sifan let her have her way and nodded. "That night, when I was on my way home, I passed through the tunnel and saw your car parked there. I went into the woods to take a look and then I found you. You were covered in blood and lying on the ground. It scared me."
"Who treated my injury?"
"Of course it's the doctor; I've hired the best doctor."
Who changed my clothes?
Song Sifan fell silent.
The cat asked again, "Who changed my clothes?"
Song Sifan smiled with a hint of amusement, "There's no one else at my house, so of course I changed it myself. I even bought the clothes for you myself. Do they fit you well?"
The cat's eyes darkened, and its sinister appearance was completely different from its usual self.
“Song Sifan, I’m going to kill you,” the cat said.
Her body is not to be seen by others; she wants to keep it for Ah Jin.
Song Sifan looked at the cat, who didn't seem threatened by that terrifying gaze. He simply smiled and asked, "Why did you kill me? Just because I changed your clothes?"
"What about the time I saved your life?"
The cat said, "Did I ask you to save me?"
"Do you want to die?"
Of course, Maomao didn't want to die, but she still wanted to kill Song Sifan, who had caused her a lot of trouble and problems that she would otherwise have had to face.
Cat began to worry whether or not Song Sifan was someone she could kill.
Finally, she suddenly said, "Give me my phone."
Song Sifan shrugged lightly, "I didn't see your phone."
"My phone is in the car!"
Song Sifan: "That's unfortunate, I've already sent your car back for you."
The cat threw off the covers and immediately got out of bed.
Where are you going?
The cat had only taken two steps when it realized its legs were weak and it still had no strength in its body; it even almost fell over.
Song Sifan helped her up.
"What did you do to me?" Cat's sharp gaze fell on Song Sifan's face.
Song Sifan smiled and said, "What can I do for you? When I brought you back that day, I noticed that your body had suddenly become very weak. I have already had the doctor examine you, but there was nothing abnormal."
The cat frowned.
Song Sifan helped her sit up on the bed again.
While Maomao was still sorting out her thoughts, Song Sifan said, "Have you finished asking your questions? Isn't it my turn to ask? What happened that night? Who hurt you, or rather, what hurt you?"
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