Please Like Her 25
Zhang Qian was extremely frightened that her hands trembled, and she dropped the key to the ground.
Ah Zhi bent down to pick up the key and cried, “Dad, Grandma fell on the ground, I want to open the door.”
“Yes, Sun Ming,” Zhang Qian quickly got up and helped her son explain to her husband, saying, “Ah Zhi just went upstairs and said there was blood on Mom. Please go and open the door to check, don’t let anything happen.”
However, after hearing this, Sun Ming furrowed his brow and asked Ah Zhi, “Did you see blood on Grandma’s body?”
Ah Zhi nodded, “Yes.”
Sun Ming continued to ask, “The room is so dark, how did you see blood on Grandma’s body from outside the door?”
A look of panic appeared on Ah Zhi’s face, and he changed his statement, “I didn’t see it, I heard Grandma say so.”
At this moment, Lin Yanyan and Ye Lu couldn’t stand it anymore.
Although they didn’t know what had happened, they were both getting angrier by the minute.
Ye Lu said directly, “You’re really strange. When your mother is in trouble, you don’t rush upstairs to check the situation, but you’re interrogating like a detective? You don’t even believe your own son?”
Lin Yanyan vigorously nodded in agreement.
Because they had been staying here for these days and had some interaction with Sun Ming, she didn’t want to accuse him directly, so this was her way of expressing agreement with what Ye Lu had said.
Online users were equally puzzled.
[Why do I feel like this family is a bit strange? The son doesn’t seem very worried about his mother.]
[Agree+1. I’d be panicking, but he isn’t.]
Seeing how anxious Lin Yanyan and Ye Lu appeared, it dispelled some of Sun Ming’s doubts. Sun Ming then started walking upstairs.
Naturally, everyone else also wanted to follow.
Sun Ming paused and said, “The rest of you continue your work. I’ll go up by myself.”
The director said, “This is also our job, and our filming won’t interfere with you. You should do what you need to do. Besides, if something happens, we can help.”
Song Zeqian slightly shook his head towards the director, indicating not to push too hard.
The director smiled apologetically, “If it’s not convenient…”
Sun Ming turned and continued walking upstairs, calmly saying, “It’s okay, if you want to come up and see, you’re welcome.”
He agreed too easily.
Shang Lu looked at Song Zeqian, silently asking him what the situation was now.
Song Zeqian naturally didn’t answer, he just signaled for Shang Lu to stand behind him, and the group proceeded upstairs.
Apart from the actors and the accompanying cameramen, not even the director and assistant director followed them upstairs. Instead, some staff members Shang Lu had not seen before accompanied them, shielding them almost completely in the middle.
These were not ordinary staff members; they were bodyguards arranged by Song Zeqian and the program team to ensure their personal safety.
Soon, Sun Ming opened the door and turned on the lights inside.
The room lit up.
A very frail old lady lay on the floor, surrounded by shattered glass, clutching her leg and muttering, “Hurts… hurts.”
Sun Ming approached and gently lifted the old lady from the ground, placing her back on the bed. His voice was filled with concern, “Mom, how could you be so careless?”
With that, Sun Ming glanced at them and said, “My Mom has trouble with her legs and feet. She fell from the bed. Do you have any other questions?”
His implication was clear : they had seen enough, and there was no need to linger.
This was the first time in a week that Shang Lu and her group had set foot on the third floor.
However, the scene inside was completely different from what she had imagined.
At first glance, although the furniture was a bit old, the old lady was dressed in relatively new clothes. The room was clean, and there were two bags of newly purchased powdered milk and some fruits on the bedside table. There was even a box of solid air fresheners for home use.
It didn’t look like the scene of abuse she had imagined. Instead, it could be described as clean and comfortable, indeed a suitable place for recuperation.
No, the problem was right here.
The old lady clearly had poor dental health and needed soft food, like rice porridge, but there were only pears and apples on the bedside table. The packaged powdered milk was unopened, just for show. The entire house had solid air fresheners, probably to mask other odors.
Zhang Qian let out a sigh of relief, “As long as Mom is okay, that’s all that matters.”
However, Song Zeqian suddenly asked, “Didn’t they say there was bleeding? Where is it?”
Sun Ming replied, “My Mom is not feeling well mentally. I think the glass broke and she was frightened. She must’ve wanted to say water, but the child misheard it.”
The village chief had also told them before that after his wife’s mental health deteriorated, she could only speak single words, and it was common for her to mishear things.
These reasons could barely deceive other people. For ordinary people, even if they found it a bit strange, it was not convenient to dig deeper when in someone else’s home.
Song Zeqian looked at Ah Zhi.
But this boy was still somewhat timid. He didn’t refute his Dad’s words but instead avoided Song Zeqian’s gaze and bent down to pick up the pieces of glass on the ground.
Originally, the old lady was lying quietly, but suddenly, she struggled to sit up. Her legs were trembling as she stood hunched over, and she reached out a hand towards Ah Zhi, saying, “Hand…”
Xiao Zhi was a little stunned but obediently extended his hand.
His Grandma took the pieces of glass from his hand and gently blew on his hand. Her concerned gaze fell on a scar on his palm. She then couldn’t support her legs any longer and sat back down.
The scar was very noticeable and even a bit unsightly, like a twisted worm.
Zhang Qian explained to them, “Children don’t understand. A few years ago, when he was taking food to his Grandma, he broke a bowl, and there was a lot of bleeding at the time. Later, when he brought food to his Grandma, he refused to use a bowl, insisting on an unbreakable basin.”
Ah Zhi lowered his head, looking at the scar in the palm of his hand.
He remembered that day when his Grandpa was drinking and scolding him for wasting a bowl, but his hungry Grandma was only concerned about whether he was hurt.
That’s why his Grandma had been so anxious when she saw him touch the glass just now. Despite her inconvenience, she had to get up and remove the broken glass.
At this moment, Lin Yanyan’s voice rang out, “I saw it! Blood! There’s blood behind her!”
This was the plan that Song Zeqian and AhZhi had arranged.
They had intended for Ah Zhi to find an opportunity to spill blood plasma on the old lady and then take her to the hospital under the pretext of abnormal bleeding.
However, due to the layout of the house, they couldn’t see the blood plasma when Sun Ming lifted the old lady.
Song Zeqian’s gaze was a subtle hint for Ah Zhi to ‘find’ it, but because of his timidity, he hadn’t responded.
Fortunately, the old lady had stood up out of concern for her grandson, and everything had returned to the original plan.