Zhang Xiuli stopped speaking when she saw this.
Feeling threatened by Gu Zhiqi potentially posting something online, she instinctively stepped back, "If you dare to post it, I won't let you off the hook."
After her harsh words, she attempted to leave, but her eyes caught sight of Tang Yun and she glared fiercely at her, "You saw it too, how she treats me. I can't afford to raise such a daughter."
Without waiting for Tang Yun to respond, she turned and swiftly exited the room.
Tang Yun's lips moved, and she shouted at Zhang Xiuli's retreating figure, "I won't raise you either!"
Zhang Xiuli didn't care, and without looking back, she left the hospital room.
Seeing that her mother had indeed left, Tang Yun quickly followed suit.
With Zhang Xiuli and Tang Yun gone, the hospital room fell quiet once again.
Gu Zhiqi raised her hand to press against her forehead, enjoying the newfound silence.
Truly a woman detested by both man and beast, unloved by father and mother.
**
"Thud thud thud"
Someone knocked on the door of the hospital room while Gu Zhiqi was busy watching a food program on the original owner's phone.
Gu Zhiqi remained fixated on the phone screen, and without lifting her head upon hearing the knock, she lazily and perfunctorily said, "Come in."
"Click"
The door to the hospital room opened, and several people entered.
"Gu Zhiqi, the police said they need to ask you some questions," the nurse informed her, seeing that Gu Zhiqi's attention was entirely on her phone screen.
Finally, Gu Zhiqi was willing to divert her attention from the phone.
Observing the five new faces in the room, Gu Zhiqi fell silent.
It belatedly dawned on her that the nurse mentioned earlier the police had brought her to the hospital and would come by to ask questions later.
Flashes of the moment before she fainted came to her, a scene with someone pointing a gun at her.
By their attire, those people resembled SWAT officers.
But does the police inquiry really need four people?
"Hello young lady, we're from Sea City Bureau. My name is Lu Haichuan. I'd like to ask you a few questions about the kidnappers at West Suburb Factory," Lu Haichuan initiated the conversation with a calm tone and a hint of caution.
He had heard that when the young lady arrived at the hospital, her clothes were damaged. Though the perpetrators hadn't succeeded, it was unclear whether she had developed any psychological trauma.
Gu Zhiqi nodded slightly and casually placed her phone to one side.
The nurse stepped out, but the others showed no intention of leaving, so four men suddenly crowded the hospital room.
Gu Zhiqi slightly lifted her eyes to scan the people before her.
Lu Haichuan, in his police uniform.
A burly young man, dressed all in black and wearing sunglasses, looking like a bodyguard.
There was also a doctor in a white coat with refined, scholarly features, but his eyes showed obvious disgust when looking at her, probably acquainted with the original owner.
Lastly, a young man in a suit, undoubtedly the most eye-catching, not for his looks being superior to the other three, but because of the dark aura entwined around his brows.
Gu Zhiqi felt her professional instincts kicking in, almost blurting out "You're going to die."
However, considering her current situation, she checked herself.
The burly young man, noticing Gu Zhiqi's nod, opened his prepared notebook and sat down on a chair beside the hospital bed.
Lu Haichuan began to question Gu Zhiqi, "Can you remember what happened yesterday? Can you recall it for us?"
Gu Zhiqi inwardly clicked her tongue.
How had she fainted from exhaustion and been found by the police?
Troublesome.
Gu Zhiqi lowered her eyes slightly, "I don't remember much from before, but when I became conscious, they were tearing at my clothes..."
The young girl on the hospital bed, dressed in loose hospital garb, appeared even more slender, her skin pale and her features delicate. She spoke slowly and clearly about the previous night's events, her eyes slightly downturned.
She showed no panic or fear when recounting the night's events—only an indifferent expression as she remembered.
She seemed cold and aloof.
As if she were merely a spectator to the incident of the previous day.
A spectator without any emotion.