Song Zhi sat on the bench in the police station with cold hands and feet, anxiously waiting for news from the police.
Two hours have passed since her Qingbai disappeared.
When she thought of this, her red eyes gradually became moist and tears kept rolling in them.
Song Zhi's heart felt like it was broken and it was aching.
Time passed minute by minute, and Song Zhi could no longer bear it. She stood up from the bench and stumbled outside.
She couldn't continue to wait passively like this, she wanted to go find her child.
Just at this moment, a police officer hurried in from outside.
"Is there any news?" Song Zhi asked immediately.
Her voice was extremely hoarse and her eyes were bloodshot. In just two hours, she looked much more haggard.
The police officer subconsciously glanced at the man standing behind her, then gritted her teeth and told him the news she had received.
"The hostage has been rescued, but is in a very serious condition and has been sent to the hospital."
Hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes went dark. She bit her lower lip tightly and asked quickly,
"What happened to my child?"
"The kidnappers fed him alcohol to stop him from crying, but they didn't realize that the child was suffering from alcohol poisoning. He has now been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."
The police officer replied.
Upon hearing the news, Song Zhi felt dizzy, her legs went weak, she staggered suddenly, and her whole body fell backwards uncontrollably.
Tang Junhe quickly reached out and held her tightly in his arms, preventing her from falling to the ground.
"Song Zhi, Qingbai still needs you, you can't fall down."
He looked at the person in his arms, whose face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and said with heartache, gritting his teeth.
When Song Zhi heard this, he pinched his palm hard to force himself to wake up.
"Quick, take me to the hospital."
She trembled all over and grabbed Tang Junhe's arm.
As soon as she finished speaking, a line of tears rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
Hot tears slid down her cheeks and hit the back of Tang Junhe's hand, as if burning a hole in his heart.
He held her body tightly, comforting her.
"Don't worry, Qingbai will be fine. I'll take you there now."
He supported Song Zhi's weak body and took her outside.
The police station is some distance away from the People's Hospital. Given Song Zhi's current condition, there is no way he can walk there, let alone ride his motorcycle.
Tang Junhe took her directly to the People's Hospital in a military vehicle.
All the way, he held her cold little hand tightly and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I won't let Qingbai get into trouble."
Song Zhi couldn't hear anything at this moment.
She covered her eyes helplessly, hot tears flowing out from between her fingers.
In just a short twenty-minute drive, she seemed to have cried out all her tears.
"arrive."
It was not until the car stopped in front of the People's Hospital that Song Zhi seemed to have a last burst of energy. She quickly wiped away her tears and stumbled towards the hospital.
Tang Junhe followed behind her worriedly to protect her.
But because he was too anxious, Song Zhi still bumped into the door handle when he entered.
With a loud bang, Song Zhi's body staggered two steps, and her arm was numb from the impact.
"Are you okay?"
Tang Junhe hurriedly supported her and asked with a frown.
Song Zhi paused for a moment, then shook off his hand and walked forward while biting her lip.
At this moment, she just wanted to know about her child's situation.
There were military personnel guarding the People's Hospital. As soon as they arrived, they were led directly to the door of the emergency room.
The light in the emergency room was on, and Song Zhi couldn't see the situation inside, so he had to grab a nurse guarding outside the door and ask about the child's specific condition.
"When the child was brought here, he had already been poisoned and was unconscious. Doctors from our hospital are trying to save him inside."
When the nurse said this, she looked at the haggard woman with messy hair, paused for a moment, and then continued with difficulty.
"Family members should be mentally prepared."
When the child was sent here, he was already in critical condition.
Although he has been sent to the emergency room, no one can say for sure how the rescue is going.
Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes became dull. She felt as if a thunderclap had exploded above her head, and her ears suddenly buzzed.
In an instant, I couldn't hear anything.
All her strength seemed to be drained away at that moment. She lost all support and fell to the ground.
The coolness penetrated into her heart along the joints between her bones.
Tang Junhe quickly pulled her up from the ground and held her tightly in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine."
However, his words of comfort now seemed particularly pale and powerless in front of the red light on the emergency room door that kept flashing in front of their eyes.
Song Zhi bit her lip, staring at the door of the emergency room with lifeless eyes. Tears rolled down her face like pearls from a broken string, and soon soaked the clothes on Tang Junhe's shoulders.
Time passes by every second.
Song Zhi's tears had dried up, and her eyes were swollen like two huge walnuts.
Tang Junhe looked down at the blood on her lips and was shocked. After checking carefully, he found that she had bitten her lips at some point.
His heart ached and he reached out and gently wiped it for her.
At the same time, Song Anshan, who was waiting for news at home, also received the news.
When he learned that Qingbai had been sent to the People's Hospital for emergency treatment, he almost fainted and rushed over from home.
When Lin Wanru heard the news, her face changed instantly.
She covered her mouth, never expecting things to get so serious.
She didn't dare to look Song Anshan in the eye. Just when she was trying to minimize her presence, Song Anshan grabbed her arm and forcibly took her to the hospital.
Lin Wanru didn't dare to say a word.
She is somewhat responsible for this matter.
She was very panicked at the moment.
When they arrived at the hospital, they saw Song Zhi, whose face was as pale as paper, being held in Tang Junhe's arms.
When she got closer, Lin Wanru saw that Song Zhi's face was covered with tear marks. Many of the tear marks had dried up, like ugly scars, intertwined on Song Zhi's face.
She only took a glance and then looked away guiltily. A chill instantly ran up from the soles of her feet. At this moment, Lin Wanru was extremely scared.
She looked around in a panic, only to find that Lin Ping, who had gone to the police station with Song Zhi, was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Wanru's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she asked with trembling lips, "Where is Xiaoping?"
At this moment, Song Zhi suddenly raised his head, and his dark and lifeless eyes looked at Lin Wanru quietly, his eyes full of bloodshot.
"If something really happens to my child, I will definitely drag everyone in your Lin family to be buried with my child!"
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