Watching Han Song go crazy in front of him, looking at Han Song's hysterical appearance, Han Chen didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to defend himself......

In fact, he doesn't have to defend himself...... After all, these things are of his own making...... Even if it wasn't his own hand, it was with his permission.

"Why! Why do this to me?! What the hell have I done......" Han Song grabbed Han Chen's collar tightly, and his emotions were also very broken.

She yelled hysterically at Hanchen: "Why?!" Why! Why are you doing this to me! Why! Why ......"

Finally, as if she had been drained of her strength, she slowly loosened Hanchen's collar. However, this does not mean that she let go of the cold Chen, but because she couldn't stand the impact of this huge amount of information, she fainted......

Seeing Han Song fall directly to the ground in front of him, Han Chen quickly hugged her into his arms.

As soon as he put her on the bed, he called his assistant.

"Mr. Han, when I called you tonight, I heard Miss Han's voice...... It was like she answered the call......"

"Well, it's true that she took the ......," Hanchen couldn't help but hold the phone a little tighter after holding it.

"Mr. Han, you ......"

Without waiting for the assistant to say the following words, Hanchen asked directly: "What I asked you to check, how did you check?" Did the woman really pass away? ”

In his cold voice, he looked extremely tired.

"Mr. Han, the person I sent out said that there seems to be only one Asian woman who bought there before...... And a little older, but quite beautiful...... However, I heard that it seems that when I first sold it, I didn't listen to the seller, so I was killed directly......

"Can you still find the person who killed her?"

The assistant on the other side of the phone hurriedly said to Hanchen: "Mr. Han, this may not be so easy...... Because their organizations are supported by the military, it is very difficult to find them, and even if they do, it will be useless......"

"In other words, that woman died in vain?"

"Let's put it that way......" The assistant on the other end of the phone carefully answered every question from Hanchen.

After hanging up the phone, Hanchen turned his head and glanced at Han Song, who was still unconscious, and he understood that he and Han Song might never be able to be together again......

……

Han Song didn't understand why everything had come to this point, and she didn't even understand why Han Chen hated her like this...... She has never let Han Chen repay her grievances with virtue, after all, the injuries she received when she was a child are also real, he can't let go, and Han Song can also understand it...... However, he has already humiliated himself, or humiliated himself in front of his father's tablet, and not only that, but he also ruined his future and career......

This has been done so much, why does he still not let himself go?

first Gu Mochen, and then his mother......

Does he just want to let himself know that as long as he is involved with people, they all deserve to die?

Han Song sat up from the bed all of a sudden, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her face was also very pale.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Hanchen sitting on the edge of her bed.

Probably due to physical and psychological resistance, she subconsciously retreated.

Han Chen sighed helplessly when he saw Han Song's action, but he didn't make any moves, after all, he knew that no matter what he did now, Han Song would not have any other emotions except for disgusting him even more.

"Ode to the ...... I ......"

Just when Han Chen wanted to say something, Han Song was very resistant, "Don't say it again......"

"Listen to me, I ......"

"Say no more! Say no more! I don't want to hear it! I really don't want to hear it...... I beg you not to say any more! Han Song covered his ears in a fit of collapse.

Seeing Han Song like this, Han Chen had to resist the urge to apologize to her.

"Okay, okay, calm down." Hanchen didn't say anything anymore.

He stood up and walked out the door.

When he closed the door, he turned to look at Han Song, but there was a faint pain in his heart......

In the end, he was still distressed......

And in the next few days, Hanchen didn't go to the company, just stayed at home to accompany Han Song, but Han Song still resisted him, and during this time, Han Song almost never went out of his bedroom, and she didn't even eat water and rice these days...... Hanchen saw it in his eyes, and he was also anxious in his heart......

"She still hasn't eaten anything?"

Looking at the porridge brought down by the maid, Hanchen couldn't help frowning.

What does this porridge look like when it comes in, and what does it look like when it comes out......

The maid cautiously said to Hanchen: "Young master, Miss's face is ugly and she looks very pale...... I think my sister's body will not be able to bear it if she doesn't eat again......"

Hanchen, who originally planned to let Han Song digest it by himself, couldn't sit still directly after hearing the maid's words...... I saw that he hurriedly got up, took the porridge bowl from the maid's hand, and walked directly upstairs.

He didn't have the door of Han Song's bedroom, but pushed the door directly, after all, nothing was more important to him than Han Song's physical condition now.

It's just that as soon as he pushed the door open, a dead silence came directly to him.

Han Song was lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, her eyes were dead, her face was also very pale, and there was a tear hanging from the corner of her eye...... I don't know if it's because she's been crying for a long time, her cheeks are red, as if they have been rubbed against the skin.

Seeing such a cold song, Hanchen's heart seemed to be torn open fiercely.

However, in order to let her eat, he still dragged Han Song from the bed with all his heart, "Get up!" ”

And Han Song is like a doll without a soul, let Han Chen pull, that is, without any strength, without any expression, not even joy, anger and sorrow...... It's like you're not breathing......

"Song of Cold!" Hanchen held her shoulders and clasped her shoulders with both hands, "Look at me!" Look at me! ”

No matter what Hanchen called her, Hansong was paralyzed between Hanchen's palms as if he was dead......

This posture looks like a broken jar.

"Han Song, if you hate me, kill me! But please don't do that to yourself! ”

I don't know if the word "kill" stimulated Han Song, and when he heard Han Chen's words, Han Song smiled bitterly as if he was enchanted.

"Haha......" Han Song smiled weakly.

However, the more she smiled bitterly, the more it represented her despair......

After all, people can't cry when they're really desperate.

"Kill you......" Han Song was weak, but his voice was always cold and murmured, "Kill you, will my mother be able to come back?" If you kill you, will Gu Mochen be resurrected? ”

As he spoke, Han Song looked at Han Chen with tears in his eyes, "Why are you saying such things to me now?" Do you think that I don't blame you, and I dare not blame you? ”

This time, Han Song really misunderstood Hanchen......

Han Chen's purpose in saying this was actually to not want Han Song to abuse himself like this.

However, Han Song couldn't listen to anything anymore, she didn't want to dwell on what Han Chen meant, and she didn't want to think about what Han Chen was saying these things for, anyway, for her now, Han Chen's words, whether they were really for her good or not, sounded malicious to her!

"Eat!"

With that, Han Chen brought the porridge bowl to Han Song.

But Han Song seemed very resistant.

Hanchen didn't have such good patience, and after a few words of persuasion without any response, Hanchen finally couldn't help but pinch Han Song's cheeks directly, and poured the porridge bowl into her mouth.

And Han Song kept struggling, but he gritted his teeth and refused to drink this mouthful of porridge.

Finally, under her struggle, Hanchen was very angry and directly smashed the bowl in his hand to the wall on the side.

In an instant, the bowl was smashed to pieces, and the rice porridge that had become warm also slipped to the ground along the way.

Han Chen got up, and he looked condescendingly at Han Song who was sitting on the ground, "Don't eat it, right?!" I want to die! Okay, then I'll fulfill you! ”

As he spoke, he directly called the housekeeper Uncle Liu, "Uncle Liu, come here!" ”

Uncle Liu, who had been waiting downstairs, heard Hanchen's shout, and ran upstairs directly without delaying for a moment, "Young Master." ”

"Go get me the doctor!"

"Yes!" After Uncle Liu owed a debt, he hurriedly went to call the doctor.

Originally, I thought that Hanchen called the doctor because he was worried about Han Song's physical condition, so he called the doctor to check her vital signs for her, however, just when Uncle Liu was about to dial the phone, Hanchen added: "Tell him, let him bring the stomach tube!" ”

Hearing Hanchen's words, the housekeeper was stunned for a moment.

What is it to do with a gastric tube?

Before the housekeeper could ask anything, he saw Hanchen ask with a cold face: "Why, didn't you hear it?" Do you want me to repeat it again? ”

"No, no, no...... Me, I'll call now. The housekeeper hurriedly dialed the private doctor's number.

After a while, the private doctor arrived at the cold house.

"Mr. Han." The doctor owed a slight debt to Hanchen, "I heard Steward Liu say that Sister Ling hasn't eaten water and rice in the past few days." ”

"Hmm." Hanchen nodded. He didn't want to bother with so much talk, so he cut straight to the point, "Did you bring what you brought?" Now go and plug it in for her, I'm going to make her eat it!" ”