No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

"Xiang Nan, let's go to the hospital."

Zuo Xiangnan said, "It's President Pei." He stepped on the gas.

Song Qingran said, "Go to... the First People's Hospital. My mother is there, and I need to get there immediately."

Pei Zhan's expression was not good. "Are you injured anywhere?"

Hearing the concerned voice beside her, Song Qingran lowered her head and shook it again. Feeling somewhat unreal, she then endured the pain and fell silent. Her leg felt as if it were broken, and the pain made her tremble all over. Even her arms were covered in abrasions, and her face was not spared either.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Pei Zhan didn't press her further. "Once we get to the hospital, we'll immediately contact public relations to handle the situation and minimize the negative impact as much as possible."

"Yes."

Song Qingran fell from the second floor of the company building. There were many passersby filming her fall. If the footage were uploaded to the internet, it would cause a huge uproar.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Pei Zhan carried the injured Song Qingran out of the car and took her to the emergency room. However, Song Qingran stubbornly inquired about her mother's condition, "...Yes, this is the person. She is my mother. How is she? Has her illness relapsed?"

Song Qingran, clutching the doctor's white coat, sat on the medical trolley, her whole body filled with worry as she burst into tears, tears streaming down her face.

The nurse next to her quickly said, "Ms. Song, don't worry, your mother is fine, she just has a slight fever. She hasn't had any rejection reaction after the kidney transplant, and everything is recovering very well."

In the emergency room, the doctor examined Song Qingran's ankle. "It doesn't seem too serious at the moment, just a minor fracture. Have you injured your leg before?"

The doctor's touch caused Song Qingran to break out in a cold sweat, but her stubborn eyes still said she was fine. "Doctor, how long will it take to fully recover?"

Doctor, "I don't know. Just to be on the safe side, let's get an X-ray to see if you had any major surgery when you were a child."

Song Qingran paused for a moment, "I...I've forgotten a bit. I only know that when I was a teenager, I was in a car accident, but I don't remember many things after I woke up. Doctor, is there something else wrong with me?"

The doctor shook his head earnestly, his expression somewhat grim, and said, "I've only looked at your previous medical records. Falling from such a height as the second floor would at most result in a fracture or cracked bone for an average person. But you... have a special physical condition. Doing this could easily cause serious problems for your internal organs. If there is internal bleeding, it could trigger adverse reactions in other organs and threaten your life."

"You should get a full body checkup and don't do it again. Safety first, no matter what."

Song Qingran said in a weak voice, "I understand."

After all the examinations, the final results showed that Song Qingran only had a minor fracture in her ankle and several abrasions on her body, which were disinfected with iodine and treated simply.

After the wound was treated, the nurse stood up and said, "You need to rest in bed as much as possible during this period. Don't get out of bed and walk around. If you need anything, press the nurse call button."

Pei Zhan: "Thank you for your trouble."

The nurse replied, "It's my duty."

Song Qingran sat on the edge of the bed, head down, still silent. She seemed timid and submissive, as if she were the one who had done something wrong. Or perhaps more accurately, she was just afraid to respond. Pei Zhan's eyes asked, "Still won't say. What happened?" His tone was indifferent, sounding like he was angry.

Song Qingran unconsciously gripped the blanket tightly with her hand at her side. This subtle movement was noticed by Pei Zhan. A moment later, Zuo Xiangnan walked in from outside. "Miss Song's hospitalization procedures have been completed. Her injuries are not too serious. She will probably need to stay in the hospital for about a week."

Song Qingran grew anxious. "I can't stay this long. I still have a lot of things to do."

Pei Zhan, "What can you do like this?"

Song Qingran turned her head to the side, as if she was sulking with him, "I don't want you to interfere." Her voice was very weak and had no strength at all.

Pei Zhan simply continued, "Find a caregiver to come and keep an eye on things."

“President Pei, I just contacted Jiang’s security department and saw from the external surveillance footage that Miss Song fell from the warehouse on the second floor. When I sent people over to check, we found the warehouse door locked, as if someone deliberately locked Miss Song inside.”

really…

Pei Zhan's gaze sharpened. "Have you found the surveillance footage?"

Zuo Xiangnan pursed her lips. "Unfortunately, the camera on the second floor was out of service and didn't capture anything. However... at that time, only two people from the design department were working overtime downstairs. The warehouse manager said they didn't know who took the key."

"The surveillance cameras didn't capture it, and the warehouse key has mysteriously disappeared? Since you don't know, then all the relevant personnel should be punished and dismissed."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

...

Jinsha Shallow Bay.

It was a bit muggy today, and I was sweating all over. I took a shower as soon as I got back. It's been cloudy all day, and Jiang Hua's mood has been gloomy. She doesn't know where this mood comes from. She feels uncomfortable no matter what she looks at, as if something is about to happen, but she just doesn't know what it is.

Jiang Hua hasn't been able to get anything from Professor Guo lately, feeling like someone's sabotaged her, leaving her with nothing to do but compile some materials on jewelry restoration. Wearing a white bathrobe, her long hair wrapped in a dry towel, a face mask on, she lay on the tatami mat, idly looking at her phone.

Just then, Jiang Hua saw a news report about the Jiang family. It said that an employee of the Jiang Family Jewelry Group had fallen from the second floor for unknown reasons. There was also a video below. When Jiang Hua clicked on it, she saw Song Qingran climbing out of the window and standing on the outdoor air conditioner unit. It was clear that there were quite a few people filming around.

Then another figure appeared on the screen. Unexpectedly, it was Pei Zhan who picked up Song Qingran in his arms and carried her away from the scene in front of everyone.

Jiang Hua's brows furrowed tightly. Seeing the inseparable bond between the two, she felt little emotion. What worried her was whether Song Qingran's actions would have any impact on the company.

She couldn't care where Song Qingran died, but the accident happened to occur at the Jiang Group.

Without much thought, Jiang Hua used the landline in the master bedroom to call that filthy Pei Zhan. It rang for only a few seconds before being answered. Before he could reply, Jiang Hua asked directly, "Where are you now?"

Pei Zhan stood in the hospital corridor, glancing back at the person in the ward. "Something happened at the hospital, I can't leave for the time being..."

Jiang Hua could have simply asked how Song Qingran was, but she didn't...

"Really? What are you doing at the hospital all of a sudden? Who were you with?"