Tang Yaoyao's heart seemed to stop beating.
At this moment, as if she had experienced a heavenly tribulation, bolts of lightning rang in her ears, leaving her nowhere to escape.
For the first time, she lost control, grabbing Tang Yujiao by the collar, her once charming and bright eyes instantly becoming bloodshot: "You lied to me!"
Tang Yujiao frowned and said in a low voice, "If your brother is alright, you should be able to contact him. Yaoyao, you are the young lady of the Fu family. What can you possibly hide from your eyes? Why would I tell such an obvious lie? It would only make you hate me more."
yes.
Tang Yujiao was never stupid; on the contrary, she was extremely clever.
If she says that, then it's most likely true.
But how could she possibly hurt her second brother?
He is so, so good.
Her hands were trembling, her whole body was shaking, and even her lips were trembling slightly.
How did you know?
"Unfortunately, one of my college classmates was hospitalized. He went to the operating room to find the doctor and bumped into you. You have an uncle surnamed Qin, right? He blamed you for hurting Fu Jincheng."
As she spoke, Tang Yujiao's eyes grew even deeper, and she said softly, "My classmate asked me to ask you if this is true?"
Tang Yaoyao released her, and a chill ran down her spine.
The uncle surnamed Qin is Qin Song...
Tang Yujiao's voice continued: "I remembered that you were covered in blood last night, and the fruit knife in the house was gone. In the surveillance video, you took the fruit knife and went out. Everything makes sense. I thought your older brother told you."
She gave Tang Yujiao a deep look: "If you are lying, I will not consider our past relationship."
Tang Yujiao shook her head, a look of heartache appearing in her eyes: "Yao'er, I know you must be feeling very sad and unwilling to believe it. Even I find it unbelievable that you would actually kill your second brother."
She didn't say anything more, took a few steps back, got into the car, and drove all the way to the hospital.
Last night, a feeling made her eyelids twitch, and now that feeling was getting stronger, making her uneasy.
Her second brother...
He floored the gas pedal without hesitation, ran several traffic lights, and finally arrived at the hospital.
After getting off the bus, I quickly found the inpatient department.
She tried her best to calm herself down. When she got to the nurses' station, she found the head nurse and asked in a low voice, "Hello, could you please check which floor Fu Jincheng is on?"
"I'm sorry, the patient's information cannot be disclosed."
As she spoke, the nurse looked up and was startled when she saw that it was Tang Yaoyao.
Tang Yaoyao added, "I am his sister."
Everyone knows that Tang Yaoyao is the eldest daughter of the Fu family and Fu Jincheng's younger sister. Her wanting to check her brother's hospital room is indeed not considered an outsider's activity.
The nurse nodded and confirmed it.
"Room 19 on the seventh floor."
"Thanks."
After saying that, Tang Yaoyao practically ran away.
It wasn't until she found out which room Fu Jincheng was in that she truly believed Tang Yujiao.
What she said is true; Second Brother is in imminent danger.
She was deeply shocked. She recalled the expressions on her older brother and Xiao Jinhan's faces when they came looking for her—so tense, yet so heartbroken.
How could this be as simple as killing a sheep?
Taking her to the hospital in the middle of the night was just to confirm whether she really had sleepwalking disorder.
Because no one wanted her to be the one to hurt her second brother.
Surprisingly, there wasn't a single tear in her eyes; on the contrary, she was very calm, frighteningly calm.
Soon, we arrived at the door of the room the nurse had mentioned.
Through the glass window, I saw Xiao Jinhan leaning against the wall.
She took a deep breath, opened the door to the room, and walked in before anyone was ready.
Qin Song was the first to look towards the door. He initially thought it was a nurse coming to check his temperature, but when he saw Tang Yaoyao's distraught appearance, his heart skipped a beat.
What are you doing here?
Qin Song's voice rang out, and everyone in the room looked over.
Xiao Jinhan was closest to her. When he saw her pale face and her eyes that were almost completely covered by bloodshot veins, his expression changed drastically, and he said in a low, slow voice, "Sixteen."
Tang Yaoyao persevered, trying her best not to collapse.
When she saw her second brother lying on the hospital bed, his body covered in medical equipment, her knees buckled, she couldn't hear anything, and she just knelt on the ground.
No one expected that Tang Yaoyao would actually come looking for them.
Everyone was at a loss.
Only Qin Song's eyes held a mix of emotions, a mixture of love and hate.
Xiao Jinhan walked to her side, wanting to help her up, but she refused to get up, her eyes red but without a single tear.
Her second brother won't die, so she can't cry.
He will get better.
But what did she do?
She actually hurt him...
Xiao Jinhan's Adam's apple bobbed for a moment. At that moment, he truly felt a pang of heartache, a pain different from the pain he felt upon learning of his second brother's injury.
Helplessness, and inner turmoil, intertwined repeatedly in my heart.
He lowered his voice: "Sixteen, be good, get up, don't make your brothers worry."
She spoke, her voice hoarse beyond recognition: "Let me kneel."
Fu Xiuchen looked at her, breathing heavily: "Yao'er, this is not your fault."
Fu Ziyi was very anxious, but it was no use. He could only watch with heartache. He probably never thought that his family would end up like this.
Fu Yunmo squatted down beside her: "Yao'er, if your second brother were awake, he wouldn't want to see you like this."
Tang Yaoyao repeated, "Brother, let me kneel."
The brothers exchanged glances, resigned to their fate.
Then I heard her murmur softly, "How can you not blame me? Just blame me once, how can you not blame me? It's me, it's me..."
As she spoke, she choked up, but dared not cry.
Seeing this, Sister-in-law Li felt extremely sorry for her and wanted to help her up, but when she saw her trembling little body, she gave up.
Her kneeling posture can be seen as a form of self-comfort and redemption.
Tang Yaoyao raised her eyes and looked at her second brother, who was no longer as handsome as before. The fear in her heart was like the fear she felt in her past life, watching her benefactor about to pass away.
"sorry……"
At this moment, she could no longer make excuses for herself...
Xiao Jinhan whispered, "Sixteen."
I hope to comfort her, even just a little.
But none of them.
Tang Yaoyao clutched her chest and swayed precariously.
Suddenly, a sweet, metallic taste rose in her throat. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which made her red lips look even more alluring.
Everyone gathered around, and even Qin Song, who had been blaming Tang Yaoyao, couldn't bear it.
Xiao Jinhan's voice was somewhat flustered, and his dark chestnut eyes were full of heartache: "Sixteen, what's wrong? Where do you feel unwell? Tell me."
"here."
Her voice was hoarse, and she touched her chest, her fingers clenching as if she wanted to scratch herself.
He said heavily again, "It hurts here."
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