Song Ling's bodyguard was also injured in the melee.
Song Ling's eyes were bloodshot, filled with terrifying colors, like a destroyer. He grabbed the bodyguard's collar and asked, "Where is she? Where did she go?"
The bodyguards realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately panicked.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song. Don't worry. Let's go find Madam now. We can search separately."
Song Ling suddenly threw off his bodyguard, stumbled, and yelled, "Go!"
Duan Zichen felt embarrassed after impulsively fighting with two bodyguards. So, he chose to take the stairs instead of the elevator. Fortunately, his room was not on a high floor.
His face was gloomy. He suffered a loss during the struggle and was punched twice on the cheek, with blood flowing from his mouth.
He rubbed the bleeding corner of his mouth, curling his lips in a self-deprecating sneer. He had told himself a thousand times, ten thousand times to let go of Liu Zhiyuan, but no matter how hard he tried, it was pointless.
Because every time I can't help but get closer.
He didn't know which floor he had climbed to, but he saw two big men carrying a woman passing by him on the stairs.
The woman appeared to be drunk, with a men's suit on her head, and could barely be persuaded to cover her face.
Duan Zichen didn't think much of it. He was already in a bad mood, so why would he care about other people's business?
However, when he reached the door of the room, he suddenly realized that the room card had fallen out during the fight. He punched the door in frustration and finally gritted his teeth and went downstairs to find the Fifth Affiliated Hospital.
This time, he smiled as he rode the elevator. He'd already lost someone before, so he didn't care. Meeting another customer wouldn't matter; it would just be a bloody face, no big deal.
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