A forlorn smile appeared on Feng Man’s face. “Sister Ling, he didn’t even want to come to the phone…”
Ding Ling hurriedly said, “Manman, come here. We’ll return to the ward and come up with a plan…”
Feng Man shook her head. “Plan? It’s useless. We’re over.” An expression of despair appeared on her face as she continued to say, “Sister Ling, I want to meet the reporters and Chairman Mu. Can you help me invite them over? Don’t worry, I won’t jump.”
Ding Ling said anxiously, “Alright, alright. Don’t think too much. We can definitely find a solution. We can ask the reporters for help, right? I’ll go look for Chairman Mu. Manman, why don’t you step back first? Let’s… Let’s find an empty ward downstairs and hold a press conference… Okay?”
Feng Man shook her head. “Sister Ling, who am I? What right do I have to hold a press conference? I just have a few words to say, and I want them to be witnesses. It’s not easy to live in this world. Sister Ling, please help me…”
“Alright, alright. Manman, wait for me. Don’t do anything reckless… Please just wait for me!” Ding Ling said. Then, she let the security guards and medical staff take over before she rushed down to look for Song Ning.
Ding Ling did not expect Feng Man would choose to go down a dead end. She was extremely anxious; lives were at stake after all.
When Ding Ling ran into Song Ning’s ward, Jiang Jin was present as well.
When Jiang Jin heard about what happened, she sighed and said to Mu Chen, “You and Cheng Che should go over first. This child is right. Human lives are at stake. See what she wants, and we’ll do our best to help her…”
Mu Chen and Cheng Che rushed first while Jiang Jin, Song Ning, and Jiahui followed from behind.
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