Chapter Fifty-Nine: Do You Understand the Gap Between Us?

"Let go of me, you wretched woman! Shen Qingli, you vile creature! It's all because of you, because of you that I've become like this!"

Shen Jingrong thrashed desperately, trying to break free from the woman's grip, but her efforts were in vain.

"Because of me?" Shen Qingli let out a cold laugh. "It's not because of me. It's because of you. You are the reason for your own downfall."

"Everything that's happened, everything that's brought us to this point, wasn't it all your doing? If you hadn't caused trouble, the Shen family would never have ended up like this."

"Shen Jingrong, am I wrong? You are simply a coward who can't face her own mistakes!"

These words stung Shen Jingrong over and over. Her eyes widened, and she roared, "No! That's not true!"

Shen Qingli sneered. "Do you know what's different between us?"

"At the very least, I can admit my own faults. You never will. That's the greatest difference between us!"

As the sound of police sirens approached, Shen Jingrong froze in place.

Yes...

That was the greatest difference between her and Shen Qingli, wasn't it?

Realizing this, a wild gleam appeared in Shen Jingrong's eyes. "Hahaha, Shen Qingli, you will die sooner or later!"

"Sooner or later, you will die. Even if I can't kill you, someone else will!"

The police took Shen Jingrong away as the ambulance arrived.

"I'll go with you," Shen Qingli said, boarding the ambulance. Looking at Rong Qiaoyi's pale face, she began to wonder if she had misjudged her before.

"President Shen, this time it's thanks to Qiaoyi that you were saved. I hope if there's ever anything we need, you'll be willing to help us in the future," the manager said, eyes red and full of worry for Shen Jingrong.

"Of course," Shen Qingli replied with a nod, just as her phone rang.

She picked up, and a man's serious voice came through. "I was in a meeting and didn't hear my phone. I just saw the news online—are you alright?"

"I'm fine. As for Shen Jingrong, see that she’s properly dealt with. Now that she's been caught, there's no need for her to come out again."

Glancing at Rong Qiaoyi, who lay on the stretcher, Shen Qingli continued, "I'm on my way to the hospital now. Rong Qiaoyi was injured protecting me."

Hearing the name, Xie Jinchuan frowned slightly. After a moment, he spoke.

"I'll come find you right away," he said, and then hung up, heading for the hospital at once.

On the way, he contacted Green Coriander. "Coriander," he called, but there was no response. Xie Jinchuan frowned.

"Green Coriander," he repeated. Only on the third call did Green Coriander finally respond.

"President Xie, I seem to have encountered an issue—the connection with the host was interrupted just now, so I don't know what happened during that time."

Green Coriander knew what Xie Jinchuan wanted to ask, so it spoke first.

"Were there any anomalies before the connection was lost?" There was a cold glint in Xie Jinchuan's eyes at the mention of the severed link.

What exactly was happening? Why was it that every time Shen Qingli was in trouble, the connection to the system would break? It almost seemed as if someone was deliberately orchestrating it, blocking the signal so he wouldn't know, preventing him from getting there in time.

"Before the connection was lost, I sensed the activity of that drug's power again."

"And it seemed to be on Shen Jingrong. After that, I know nothing."

On Shen Jingrong?

Xie Jinchuan’s frown deepened. When he arrived at the hospital, he terminated the connection with Green Coriander.

After speaking with a nurse, he made his way upstairs and found Shen Qingli waiting outside the operating room for Rong Qiaoyi.

"Qingli," he said, approaching her. Only after confirming she was unharmed did he finally relax.

"How is Rong Qiaoyi?"

He spoke softly, and the manager immediately replied, "President Xie, according to the doctors' initial diagnosis, Qiaoyi has a fracture!"

"What do you plan to do about this? With a fracture, she can't continue filming her part!"

The manager's voice was cold and accusing, her glare sharp with anger. "Do you know how many directors are waiting to work with Qiaoyi? Can you afford to cover these losses?"

After speaking, the manager shot Shen Qingli a look and then continued, her tone full of mockery. "I don't know what's wrong with Qiaoyi. President Shen, she used to say she wanted to be friends with you. Now, it seems that's unnecessary."

Her words dripped with sarcasm.

Xie Jinchuan frowned. "We will cover the necessary medical expenses and compensation. You needn’t worry about that."

"The instigator here is Shen Jingrong, not Shen Qingli. She’s a victim as well."

His commanding presence silenced the manager, who pursed her lips and stepped aside to wait for the light above the operating room to go out.

Shen Qingli glanced at Xie Jinchuan and felt a bit more at ease.

"Xie Jinchuan, recently I've discovered—"

She was about to tell him about the recent strange occurrences with Green Coriander when the doors to the operating room swung open.

Rong Qiaoyi was wheeled out.

The doctor looked at the three of them and asked, "Who is the patient's family?"

The manager stepped forward at once. "I am. I'm the family member."

She spoke anxiously, not giving the doctor a chance to speak about Rong Qiaoyi's condition before launching into a barrage of questions.

"Doctor, how is Qiaoyi? Was she seriously hurt? Is there any risk of complications or lasting effects? Will this impact her future acting jobs?"

Hearing this, even Shen Qingli couldn't help but frown. This manager’s first concern was not Qiaoyi's well-being, but whether she could keep working...

"Doctor, what is the patient’s condition?" Shen Qingli asked calmly.

The doctor glanced at the manager, then turned to answer Shen Qingli directly. "Though it was a car accident, the injuries aren't severe. She has a fractured leg and will need some time to recover."

"There are a few minor abrasions, but nothing serious. She should regain consciousness within half an hour."

With that, the doctor handed Shen Qingli the consent forms and left.

Rong Qiaoyi was transferred to a regular hospital room.