Actually, she felt that walking in high heels for a while shouldn’t be a big deal, after all, walking a lap to the end wouldn’t exceed an hour at most.
Plus, there’s ti to rest off stage in between, so I guess nothing unexpected will happen.
But the problem is... Fu Nancheng will also co.
Qiao Mo felt uneasy, not knowing if she’d end up in a miserable state if he found out.
After struggling for a while, she still couldn’t make a decision.
Looking at the ti, it was already half past one; she ran to the front desk looking around. But couldn’t catch a glimpse of him, feeling a bit anxious.
...
anwhile, Fu Nancheng was originally on his way to Qiao Mo’s competition venue.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Hello."
"Hello, Mr. Fu."
"Speak."
"This is the Fifth High-level People’s Hospital, I am Qiao Yun’s attending physician."
Fu Nancheng’s brows furrowed slightly.
"I wanted to report to you about the situation. Originally, a surgery was scheduled for Qiao Yun today and the experts are already present, but Qiao Yun’s emotions suddenly beca unstable; she pulled off the instrunts and tubes on herself and ran to the rooftop before surgery, refusing to undergo the procedure. And... and..."
"And what?"
"And it seems she has suicidal tendencies." The attending physician spoke slowly, trying to put it delicately.
Fu Nancheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, pondering sothing.
The doctor saw his silence and hesitated before continuing, "The hospital has already called the police, and we are trying to persuade her, but... it doesn’t seem to be working very well, so I dared to call you, hoping you could co by."
Fu Nancheng glanced at the clock; it was twenty-five past one.
"Alright, I’m heading over now."
After hanging up, the driver looked at his CEO in the rearview mirror, hesitated for a mont before speaking, "Sir, shall we still head to Miss Qiao’s school?"
Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze slightly, his hands resting at his sides without responding imdiately.
After two or three minutes, he finally spoke, "To the Fifth People’s Hospital."
"Yes."
Picking up his phone, Fu Nancheng sent a text to Qiao Mo: Xiao Mo, sothing ca up suddenly, I’ll be going over later.
On Qiao Mo’s side, she was all prepared, with light makeup on, occasionally being called over by the hosts and directors to discuss so things, or helping others out. Nothing major happened.
The phone she held in her hand suddenly buzzed; she imdiately opened her ssages.
Upon seeing his text, she felt a bit disappointed.
But thinking it over, he didn’t say he wouldn’t co; maybe he was really delayed by sothing.
"Then focus on your work first, I won’t mind. Watch bring ho a good ranking. Smiley face."
Qiao Mo cheered herself up, replied to his ssage, and didn’t forget to add a big smiley face to reassure him she was fine.
Fu Nancheng replied with a kissing emoji without saying much else.
The car quickly returned to silence; though the Fifth High-level People’s Hospital wasn’t very far away, it still took nearly half an hour’s drive.
It wasn’t until the car stopped steadily that Fu Nancheng slowly got out. He didn’t seem to be in a hurry.
He wanted to see why she chose this mont to jump, what exactly she was plotting.
Fu Nancheng stepped into the hospital, checking the ti.
It was exactly two. His gaze was cold; it’s been half an hour. He really wondered if she hadn’t jumped this whole ti, or if she was rely putting on a show for him.
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