Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 779 - 789 Incident (3)

After a long time, Qiao Mo snapped back to reality, ready to pack up and find Qiao Dehou for a talk. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

After all, many of the news reports subtly mentioned that it was him who suppressed the events of eight years ago.

Previously, Qiao Dehou had been serving his sentence in prison, but ever since he was hospitalized after falling unconscious, he has never left the hospital. After he woke up, Fu Nancheng pulled some strings, allowing him to continue serving his sentence in the hospital.

After all, the hospital environment is far better than prison, so his days were relatively comfortable.

But Qiao Mo didn’t expect that as soon as she got up, she’d feel a blackness before her eyes and faint.

No one knows how long she was unconscious.

...

"Xiao Mo, how are you? Wake up?" Jing Hao said anxiously.

Qiao Mo slowly opened her eyes, her vision still a bit blurry.

Gradually, she made out the person before her and softly said, "Jing Hao..."

Only then did Jing Hao breathe a sigh of relief.

Around three something earlier, he called Qiao Mo, but no one answered. Worried something happened, he rushed back.

Upon entering, he saw Qiao Mo unconscious on the floor and despite his shouting, she didn’t respond at all.

He pinched her philtrum and also fed her some water, only then did she come to.

He carried her to the bed and looked at her face, pale as paper.

"Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable? How do you feel now?"

Qiao Mo shook her head slightly, looked at the time, and realized it was already past four in the afternoon.

She hadn’t expected to suddenly faint, let alone for so long.

"How are you feeling now? Let me take you to the hospital for a check-up."

Seeing her face looking particularly unsightly, Jing Hao felt uneasy.

Qiao Mo shook her head again: "It’s nothing, just a headache."

"Headache?"

He reached over to touch her forehead; indeed she wasn’t running a fever. But looking at her pale face, she did not look well at all.

"Could it be from yesterday’s bump?"

Yesterday she injured the back of her head, and he had only briefly attended to it. He was now worried if there were any lingering effects.

Qiao Mo shook her head: "No, it’s fine now."

Jing Hao sighed lightly and poured her a cup of hot water: "Next time, if you feel unwell, call me directly. You’ve just miscarried recently, and the floor is so cold; lying there for a whole day is surely bad for you."

Qiao Mo smiled lightly but didn’t speak.

She couldn’t have children anymore; it couldn’t get any worse. What else could happen?

Yet she simply stayed silent, burying those thoughts deep in her heart, ensuring he wouldn’t notice.

"By the way, Jing Hao, have you seen the news?"

Jing Hao hesitated slightly and then nodded: "Yeah, I saw it."

"The person in the video... is that really me?"

Qiao Mo felt a bit disoriented and uneasy. Just thinking about so many lives, such a major accident, and so much blood that were because of her felt as though a thousand-pound weight was pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe.

"Don’t overthink it. The authenticity of the video is uncertain. The opposing party chose to expose it at this time with ill intentions. You shouldn’t focus on those things; taking good care of your health is what’s important."

Qiao Mo nodded without saying anything, yet appeared heavily burdened.

No matter what the other side’s intentions were, if truly so many lives were lost because of her, how could she avoid bearing any responsibility?