Chapter 22 — After Doctor Diep Disappeared

Tham Moc Ngung stood behind her, recounting word by word how Co Han Chau locked Diep Nam Sanh there for self-criticism. Then, she leaned closer to Diep's mother's ear and said that Co Tu Mac had called her mother in front of the entire North City elite. Diep's mother's breathing became more and more rapid, she held her chest tightly with her hands, her body staggered and fell to the cement floor. Tham Moc Ngung stood there watching for half an hour, then took out his phone to call an ambulance." These three videos within ten minutes have been shared more than two million times. The comments section exploded. Weibo's server crashed twice. At 10:30 a.m., the stock market opens. Co Thi Group's stock price hit the bottom in the seventh minute after opening. The green numbers fell freely, as if falling into a bottomless pit. All large volume transactions were massively sold off. The partners' phones kept calling, not to inquire about the situation, but to notify them of contract cancellation. The main door of the Co Thi building was surrounded by thousands of angry netizens, without a drop of water leaking out. Security guards set up a security line, and some people threw rotten eggs at the glass of the building. Egg yolks flowed along the wall, mixed with dirty saliva. Floor 38, Shareholders' Meeting. There were about a dozen people in the meeting room, the atmosphere was as tense as a string about to break. Co Han Chau sat in the chair, his shirt that had not been changed for three days was wrinkled into a lump, his tie was askew, and his beard was growing all over his chin. In front of him was an open laptop, which was originally showing slides for the shareholders' meeting. Then the computer screen suddenly went dark. A video window appears on the projector screen. It's the second video. Tham Moc Ngung's red dress, Diep Nam Sanh's figure kneeling on the ground, the moment the high heel stepped down hard. The entire conference room fell into dead silence. Everyone has seen it. Co Han Chau stared at Diep Nam Sanh's hand on the big screen. That hand was crushed in the magnified lens, every detail was clear down to the millimeter. The angle of the broken fingers. The direction of the nail is turned upside down. Blood oozed out along the floor tiles. His brain is empty. No more sounds were heard, no more images were seen. Only that hand. The hand he once held. The hand he used to lead. The hand that saved hundreds of lives on the operating table. A stream of hot liquid suddenly emerged from his throat. He bowed his head, a mouthful of dark red blood spilling out of the corner of his mouth. Falling onto the stack of documents in front of him, a dark red puddle spread out. His knees fell to the floor, making a dull thud sound. The whole person knelt next to the conference table, both hands on the ground, and vomited another mouthful of blood. The scared shareholders all stood up. Someone shouted for an ambulance. He didn't hear anything. He just knelt there, staring at the pool of blood he had just vomited, his eyeballs not moving. At the same time. The Co family's villa. Tham Moc Ngung just came out of the shower, her hair was still wet. She picked up her phone and scrolled through it. Then the whole person stiffened. Top 1 hot searches. Her face, her red dress, her stomping, all of it lying on it. The comments section has surpassed one million views. Every line is cursing at her. She let out a shrill scream, the phone fell out of her hand and fell to the ground, the screen turned up to the sky, the video was still playing. She rushed into the closet barefoot and began stuffing things into her suitcase. Leather bag, jewelry, several wads of cash. My hands were shaking, I pulled the zipper three times and still couldn't pull it up. The large door was slammed open.