"I'll go pick her up."
Under Di Jianhan's insistent demand, Di Mingjue compromised.
The doctor had specifically warned that patients with concussion should not be stimulated or have their emotions heightened. For the sake of his physical condition, they had to follow his orders.
While Di Mingjue was on the phone arranging for someone to pick up Lu Sisi, Jiang Ziyu, who was at the Di residence, learned that Di Jianhan had been in a car accident and was hospitalized.
She called Di Mingjue and unexpectedly found out that he was on his way to pick up Lu Sisi. After a perfunctory chat, Jiang Ziyu hung up the phone with a low mood.
Men were truly unreliable!
Jiang Ziyu immediately dialed Mu Liangchen's number.
"Liangchen, it's me."
"Are you free to talk right now?"
"Yes, I have something I want you to help me accomplish."
Mu Liangchen immediately became fully alert, waiting with rapt attention for Jiang Ziyu's next words.
"Are you sure?" His pupils dilated as he felt surprised.
Di Mingjue's recent actions had disrupted Jiang Ziyu's plans. Falling into an abyss temporarily was not frightening; what was frightening was being trapped in it for a lifetime.
Jiang Ziyu responded with determination, "Yes, I will handle the matters at the Di residence as soon as possible."
"Ziyu, everything is happening too quickly. Have you considered it again? There's still a long time, no need to rush for an immediate result," Mu Liangchen advised.
Her newly firm resolve was disturbed by the question, and she fell into hesitation once more.
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ziyu couldn't calm her mind.
She was constantly wondering which of Di Mingjue's words were true and which were false. What confused her even more was whether he was worth entrusting her life to.
Di Mingjue's message arrived on her phone, but Jiang Ziyu was in no mood to read it.
Meanwhile.
Di Mingjue watched his phone messages go unanswered, continuously refreshing and checking the network status. No matter what he did, the only information displayed on the screen was what he himself had sent.
"Mr. Di, the signal here is not very good. Madam might not have received your message," Shen Lin said, seeing his screen continuously displaying the chat page.
They had entered a mountainous area, and the winding mountains would block the signal source. At the same time, there were no signal boosters built in the mountains, making it even more difficult to receive a signal.
Shen Lin's words were a form of comfort. Di Mingjue put down his phone and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
They arrived at the place Di Jianhan mentioned close to evening. The road conditions were poor, and the car couldn't get through. They had to walk in.
With Shen Lin's assistance, they found Lu Sisi's residence with the help of other villagers.
As Di Jianhan had said, she had no relatives. The dilapidated house was no longer habitable. Currently, Lu Sisi was not only facing the imminent collapse of her house due to the rain but was also being verbally abused by a middle-aged woman next door.
She stood there, lost and confused, like a child, allowing herself to be scolded.
"Mr. Di, should we go over?"
"Yes."
Shen Lin went forward alone, his tall figure shielding Lu Sisi.
The woman, seeing such a noble person from the village, immediately stopped her scolding, her eyes practically glued to Shen Lin.
"Mr. Shen." Lu Sisi was overjoyed. She turned and saw Di Mingjue not far away. "Brother Mingjue, what are you...?"
"He had a car accident on his way to pick you up, so he had to send me to get you," Di Mingjue stated his purpose.
Upon learning of Di Jianhan's car accident, Lu Sisi instantly collapsed to the ground. "How could there be an accident? Is it serious?"
"It's nothing serious. You can pack your things and come back with me." Di Mingjue looked at the suitcase by her feet.