All the ghosts and ghosts were helpless by Song Qiao's behavior. They watched Song Qiao slip away from the side and did not dare to make a move to keep anyone alive.
Li Liang looked at the picture on the surveillance camera and almost rolled his eyes in anger. He pointed at the screen in shock, "Have you ever seen anyone come to the show like this?"
"I think she's not here to record a show, but to ruin the show, right?"
The assistant quickly stopped his hand and repeatedly advised, "Calm down, calm down. From another perspective, it's Song Qiao who cares about our program."
"You don't care!" Li Liang was furious.
The assistant Lao Shen said, "Why don't you care? You see, the reason why Song Qiao is so well prepared shows that she has studied it in advance."
Li Liangshun thought about it for a moment, and his face turned darker. Yes, he studied it, and then just thought about how to deal with their program team.
Seeing Li Liang's face getting more and more ugly, the assistant quickly pointed to the data on the screen and said, "Oh, director, look, the ratings are still rising. This is the best performance recently."
Li Liang looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the data was indeed growing steadily.
Okay, for the sake of this achievement, he won't care about Song Qiao for the time being.
Li Liang took a deep breath and was pulled back to his seat by his assistant.
…
Song Qiao also didn't expect that he could really escape from the ghosts with the things in his hands. He was so happy that he kept walking and walked very fast.
Just as he was about to leave the rooftop, there was sudden movement behind him.
Song Qiao looked back and saw a figure rushing toward her quickly in the lightning flash, giving her no chance to dodge.
"careful--"
In the chaos, someone shouted, but Song Qiao had no time to look. She was knocked down hard and rolled down the stairs.
Elbows, shoulders, calves... they all hit the wall hard while rolling, causing Song Qiao to gasp in pain.
By the time he got to the back, Song Qiao was already numb from the pain. He only remembered that he was flipping and falling crazily, until his back suddenly hit the wall, and his momentum was forcibly stopped.
Song Qiao couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south for a few seconds. She was lying down, and before she could recover, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the ghost that had just rolled down with her from the corner of her eye, standing up and walking towards this side unsteadily.
She thought the other party was coming to help her, so she didn't care.
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed by, and Song Qiao's eyes widened when he realized something. Sure enough, he saw the other party take out a knife from his arms, and rushed toward him with a grin.
"Go to hell!" He whispered, about to attack Song Qiao.
In desperation, Song Qiao didn't know where he got the strength, he sat up suddenly and stretched out his hand to block.
Just as he stretched out his hand, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Song Qiao felt a thump in her heart. She sensed something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to withdraw.
However, the other party was faster and put the knife directly into her hand, and then stabbed her abdomen.
"Pfft——"
In the slight sound, all the scenes in front of Song Qiao seemed to have been slowed down countless times, the extended blade, the fallen NPC, and the scarlet blood brought out as the blade was withdrawn...
"Something happened, help people quickly!"
The surroundings exploded instantly, and sharp shouts and chaotic scenes were all presented before Song Qiao's eyes, but they could not be clearly transmitted to her nerves.
Everything seemed to be covered with a film, making it vague and unclear.
Song Qiao was stunned for two seconds, darkness came over her eyes, and she no longer knew what was going to happen.
…
"Doctor, she has been sleeping all day and all night. Is she really okay?"
"The patient is just sleeping and is fine."
"But……"
"This lady, all the physical examination data prove that Miss Song is really fine."
There were intermittent sounds in her ears, urging Song Qiao to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she tried several times to no avail, and fell asleep again.
When he woke up again, Song Qiao no longer knew what night it was. When he opened his eyes, the snow-white ceiling and the infusion tube snaking down from his head gradually came into view.
Song Qiao closed her eyes and calmed down. The memory before she fell into coma finally came back slowly. She struggled to say, "Mo, Momo..."
When he shouted, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat was more like a desert that had dried up for a long time, burning with fire. Song Qiao frowned in discomfort.
"Qiaoqiao, are you awake?" The person beside the bed heard the noise and rushed over eagerly.
"water……"
"Oh oh oh, just wait."
There was a tinkling sound in her ears, and not long after, a straw was handed to Song Qiao's mouth. She sipped hard, and the warm water passed through her throat, barely suppressing all the discomfort.
Song Qiao closed his eyes and rested for a while, and finally he was able to open his eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was Momo's somewhat haggard face. She probably hadn't slept for a long time. Her eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes and her eyes were black and blue, which was comparable to that of a panda.
Seeing that Song Qiao could open her eyes, she let out an "ouch" and said, "You scared me to death. How can you participate in a show and still get into trouble?"
Song Qiao was wrong to ask this question.
She was originally afraid of those things, so it was okay if she was forced to give in because of money. Fortunately, she actually met someone who wanted her life.
"How will you deal with the person who attacked me now?" Song Qiao asked.
Momo was stunned. She realized something, grabbed Song Qiao's hand and asked, "You said, that NPC in the program team wants to do something to you?"
"Of course." Song Qiao was confused, "The camera was probably still recording at that time. Didn't you see it?"
After the words fell, Momo did not answer immediately.
As the silence lasted longer, Song Qiao had an ominous premonition. She recalled the scene at that time and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Momo's face was solemn, "The situation may be a little bad."
Song Qiao concentrated.
"The camera was indeed live broadcasting at the time, but what everyone saw was the scene of you holding a knife and hurting someone." Momo said in a serious tone, "So, the police are actually still waiting for you to wake up and investigate the situation."
"How could..."
Song Qiao subconsciously wanted to refute, but the scene at that time flashed through his mind, and all his doubts were instantly connected in his mind.
No wonder he clearly wanted to take action at that time, but his movements were very slow. Song Qiao originally thought it was because he was also injured, but now it seems that it was intentional.
In this way, it was convenient for him to frame the incident on her in front of the camera.
"How is that person doing now?" Song Qiao asked.
Momo shook his head, "It's not very good. After being rescued by doctors, he is still in a coma."
"I didn't do anything to him. What happened at that time was that he put the knife into my hand, then grabbed my hand and stabbed himself." Song Qiao said.
"No need to explain, I know you can't do this." Momo said, "But now, we have to let others believe it."
