Song Jiancheng had just heard that it was Song Yaozu who had caused this.
That was why he had rushed here in a hurry to check on He Qianshan's condition.
Song Yaozu's move this time was extremely risky. If he had killed He Qianshan with one blow, it would have been fine. But if the blow missed, once He Qianshan woke up, it would be the end of their whole family.
Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the hospital, there was already someone there before them. Now he couldn't even get the doctor to do anything underhanded.
Missing the opportunity was bad enough, but there was actually someone coming out to cause trouble.
Song Jiancheng got angry on the spot and pushed Wu Pengpeng hard. "Who do you think you are!"
Wu Pengpeng staggered from the push. She took two steps back to steady herself and then stood in front of them again. She said word by word, "As long as I'm here, you'll never see him again!"
After saying that, she waved to the outside. Dozens of bodyguards swarmed in and blocked in front of the Song family.
Since she was kidnapped, her uncles had replaced her bodyguards with a new batch. They followed her every step of the day. Now they finally came in handy.
Her gaze swept over the Song family. Her tone was full of disgust, as if she was talking about a pile of disgusting garbage. "Throw them out for me!"
The bodyguards obeyed the order and stepped forward. They grabbed the arms of the Song family members and dragged them out of the door.
Song Yaozu had planned this accident perfectly. It was just an ordinary traffic accident, with the car destroyed and the people dead. The police wouldn't be able to find any clues.
To avoid leaving any evidence, he didn't even send anyone to the scene to confirm.
Unexpectedly, He Qianshan didn't die and was sent to the hospital.
If he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for him to deal with He Qianshan in the future.
Song Yaozu was so angry with this crazy woman who suddenly came out to ruin his plan. But he couldn't break free from the grip of the burly bodyguards. He was so angry that he started swearing. "Who the hell are you?"
Wu Pengpeng made a motion for the bodyguards to stop. She walked forward slowly and looked at Song Yaozu coldly. "I'm Wu Pengpeng, He Qianshan's future wife."
"Future wife?" Song Yaozu sneered. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, "I know. You want to murder my brother for our Song family's property. You evil woman. I'll never let you succeed..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Wu Pengpeng slapped him. She used all her strength in that slap, and her palm was numb for a long time.
She glared at Song Yaozu fiercely. Her voice was filled with hatred that could destroy the world. "You'd better pray that He Qianshan is safe. Otherwise, I'll make you regret being born into this world!"
After saying that, she waved her hand. The bodyguards immediately dragged Song Yaozu out of the door.
It wasn't until the scolding of the Song family members faded away at the end of the corridor that Wu Pengpeng took out her phone and dialed Wu Junchen's number.
The phone was quickly answered. "What's up, Pengpeng? Do you miss me suddenly?"
Hearing his laughter, all the suppressed grievances and fears welled up in Wu Pengpeng's heart. Her throat tightened. "Big brother..."
Wu Junchen sensitively heard the abnormality in her voice and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Has something happened?"
"He Qianshan..." Wu Pengpeng tried hard to hold back, but as soon as the name He Qianshan came out of her mouth, she suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.
She had to pause for a long time to steady her voice and said calmly, "He had an accident. I suspect it was man - made. Help me check on someone."
Wu Junchen heard the helplessness and fear in her voice and suddenly felt extremely heart - broken.
He knew what He Qianshan meant to Wu Pengpeng.
Since their grandfather passed away and Wu Pengpeng returned to China to inherit the family business, the only person she trusted was He Qianshan.
If something happened to him, what would Wu Pengpeng do?
Wu Junchen didn't dare to think anymore. He collected his emotions and said gently, "Okay, Pengpeng. Don't worry. I'll definitely bring the murderer to you."
Wu Pengpeng responded and then hung up the phone, afraid that if she said more, she would break down on the spot.
Fu Heng looked back. Wu Pengpeng was leaning against the wall, her body in a stiff posture. It seemed that only in this way could she suppress something.
He seemed to see He Qianshan that day outside the operating room. Suddenly, he felt a little pity and wanted to go up to comfort her. But after thinking about it, he finally didn't move.
Three hours later, the door of the operating room finally opened.
Wu Pengpeng stood there stiffly, not daring to step forward. She vaguely heard the chief surgeon say, "Don't worry. The patient is out of danger."
She felt like a death - row inmate who had received a pardon. The sudden and great joy made her at a loss.
She stood there in a daze. It wasn't until He Qianshan was pushed out of the operating room and into the ward, and Fu Heng and Zhao Bufan came out after visiting He Qianshan that she walked into the ward.
He Qianshan was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with tubes all over his body. He looked pale and fragile, like a delicate and fragile porcelain.
Wu Pengpeng took a deep breath and held back the burning sensation in her eyes. Then she walked over slowly and sat down beside him.
She reached out her hand, found He Qianshan's hand, and gently held it. She traced his outline bit by bit with her fingertips.
They had just seen each other this morning, but now seeing him felt like a lifetime had passed.
"Yanshen... I finally understand how you felt waiting for me outside the operating room that day."
It was really too painful. Only after experiencing it could she truly feel his pain and fear that day.
"You must be blaming me, thinking that I'm too willful and always making you worry. So you want to punish me, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the machine beside suddenly let out a harsh beeping sound.
Wu Pengpeng panicked immediately. "Doctor! Come quickly! Save him!"
Dean Chen was called by her scream. He checked and found that He Qianshan was fine. He just had some emotional fluctuations.
Wu Pengpeng was still in shock. "Is he really okay? Why don't you check him carefully again?"
Dean Chen sighed and said helplessly, "Don't worry. You were seriously injured last time, but you still pulled through. His condition is much better than yours."
Hearing this, Wu Pengpeng was even more worried. She had the protection of the Heavenly Way, but he had nothing.
She looked at the unconscious He Qianshan. The worry in her eyes was almost overflowing. "When will he wake up?"
"It's hard to say. He may wake up soon, or in a month, or even in a few years." Dean Chen looked at her deeply and said truthfully, "Of course, there's also a possibility that he may never wake up."
Never wake up.
Wu Pengpeng looked down. He Qianshan's brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was not at ease even in his sleep.
She leaned over, gently kissed his brow, and whispered in his ear tenderly, "Forget it, Yanshen. Don't push yourself. Do whatever makes you comfortable. I'll wait for you forever."
She stroked his pale face, held back her tears, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter even if you never wake up."
As if he had heard her words, He Qianshan's eyebrows slowly relaxed, as if he had been comforted.
Wu Pengpeng took care of He Qianshan day and night for a week, but there was still no sign of him waking up.
Dean Chen said that if he didn't wake up within a week, the situation might not be optimistic.
Wu Pengpeng was extremely anxious but helpless.
On the other hand, Wu Junchen had already found out that the person who hit He Qianshan was an orphan. He had just been released from prison two months ago.
After many twists and turns, he found out that the man and Song Yaozu had a common prison friend, and that prison friend had disappeared without a trace.
This matter must have been done by Song Yaozu, but he had done it so cleanly that the police couldn't find any clues.
Wu Junchen had used many connections but still couldn't find any evidence against him.
This traffic accident was concluded as a traffic accident.
After Wu Pengpeng heard this news, she was furious. She had someone kidnap Song Yaozu and throw him in an abandoned factory in the suburbs.
When Song Yaozu saw her, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked a bit proud. "Miss Wu, kidnapping and killing are both illegal."
Wu Pengpeng glared down at him. There was not even a trace of emotion on her face. "You're a murderer. How dare you talk to me about the law!"
Song Yaozu looked at her with a smile, with obvious provocation on his face.
The person he found this time had been imprisoned for manslaughter. After he was released, the person he loved got married and had a child with someone else. He was completely disheartened and just wanted the person he liked to have a good future.
He gave the man two million yuan to buy his life.
If He Qianshan hadn't been lucky, he would have been dead by now.
Their transaction was in cash, and he had handed it to the man in person. Now that the man was dead, there was no way to prove anything. Even if the police suspected him, without evidence, they couldn't do anything to him.
Song Yaozu laughed fearlessly. "What evidence do you have to prove that I attacked He Qianshan?"
Hearing him call He Qianshan's name, Wu Pengpeng felt a rush of anger in her head.
He Qianshan had been hurt like that by him, and why was he able to live so calmly?
She lifted her foot and kicked him down hard. Her eyes seemed to want to execute him on the spot.
"The law can't punish you, but I will!"
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the car in the distance. She opened the door, got in, stepped on the accelerator, and drove straight towards Song Yaozu.