131: Chapter 131 You will get better! We're waiting for you!

Song Tianhao stood by the hospital room window, watching the sky outside gradually darken. His phone screen was still lit, displaying the public opinion briefing sent by the Sky Entertainment public relations department.

Six hours had passed since Jessica Jung posted that SNS update. The number of shares and comments had already exceeded one million, and hashtags like #JessicaJungResponds#, #SkyStrongStatement#, and #LawyerLetterWarning# had taken turns climbing the trending topics list.

The tide of public opinion had indeed turned; the fans' support and encouragement had become the mainstream. However, voices of doubt and speculation had not completely disappeared. On the contrary, the company's tough stance had stirred up even more discussion and voyeuristic curiosity.

Some media outlets and marketing accounts began to steer the narrative using angles like "Is this an overreaction?" or "Deliberate distraction." Although CJ had not taken any further public action for the moment, Song Tianhao knew without even thinking that the undercurrents beneath the surface would not stop.

Passive responses are never the best strategy. It was time to take back the initiative.

He turned around and looked at Jessica Jung, who was on the hospital bed, trying to do some simple lower-limb exercises with the help of Tiffany Hwang. Fine beads of sweat had already formed on her forehead, and her lips were slightly pursed, clearly enduring pain.

"CEO Oppa," Tiffany Hwang looked up, watching Jessica Jung with some concern, "Is that enough for now? The doctor said we need to take it step by step at the beginning."

Jessica Jung shook her head, her breathing slightly unsteady, but her eyes were firm: "One more set, ten times."

Song Tianhao walked over, sat down by the bedside, picked up a towel, and naturally wiped the sweat from Jessica Jung's forehead. "Practice again tomorrow; there's no rush. Right now, there is something more important to do."

Jessica Jung stopped her movements and looked at him with some confusion.

"A public opinion war cannot rely solely on lawyer letters and statements. To break rumors, the best method is to present the truth—what we want to show—openly and clearly in front of everyone."

Song Tianhao put down the towel, his tone calm but carrying a certain unquestionable strength, "Let them see, let them hear, and let them judge for themselves."

Tiffany Hwang seemed to understand something, her eyes widening slightly: "CEO, you mean..."

"A live stream." Song Tianhao picked up, his gaze sweeping over Jessica Jung, "A live stream visiting the hospital room. No playing the victim, no tearful complaints. Just show your truest state: injured, but actively recovering; in pain, but with a firm will. And..."

He paused, his gaze softening, "And, how many people around you support you and care about you. Let everyone see that the Sky Family is not so easily defeated."

Jessica Jung was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, her face showing an expression mixed with fatigue and determination: "Okay. What do I need to do?"

"Just be yourself," Song Tianhao smiled, "However, we need some helpers to make the scene lively and authentic. I have already asked Sehun to contact Taeyeon, Im Yoona, as well as Soyeon and Hyomin. They should be here soon."

Before the words had even faded, the sound of deliberately quieted footsteps and familiar voices came from outside the hospital room.

The door was gently pushed open, and Kim Taeyeon's head poked in first. Seeing Song Tianhao and Jessica Jung, her eyes immediately curved into crescents, but she quickly restrained her smile, replaced it with a worried expression, and tiptoed in. She was carrying a thermal food jar in her hand, followed by Im Yoona, Park So-yeon, and Park Hyomin, who were also carrying things.

"Jessica!" Kim Taeyeon walked quickly to the bedside, put down the thermal jar, and carefully examined Jessica Jung's complexion, "How do you feel? Is it still hurting a lot?" She was the leader and one of the oldest sisters in the group; although she could be goofy in private, at a time like this, that sense of composure and responsibility naturally shone through.

"Unnie." Jessica Jung smiled at her. Although her complexion was still poor, her smile was genuine, "Much better. Why did you all come? Don't you have practice?"

"When CEO Oppa calls, who would dare not come?" Im Yoona leaned in with a grin, placed the fruit basket she was holding to the side, sat down naturally on the edge of the bed, and reached out to gently touch Jessica Jung's plastered arm, her large eyes full of heartache, "Wow, it's really wrapped so tightly... Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Jessica Jung rolled her eyes at her, but her tone wasn't harsh.

Park So-yeon and Park Hyomin also walked over.

Park So-yeon held a tablet in her hand, which seemed to contain the live stream flow and precautions. She first nodded to Song Tianhao as a greeting, then looked at Jessica Jung, her voice gentle: "Jessica, how are you feeling mentally? The live stream will be about an hour, with breaks in between. Can you handle it?"

"I'm fine, Unnie." Jessica Jung nodded. Although Park So-yeon was only two years older than her, she had a calm and thoughtful personality and was one of Song Tianhao's most capable assistants; Jessica Jung had always respected her.

Park Hyomin took a small makeup bag out of her purse, opened it, looked at the contents, and frowned slightly: "Jessica's skin is fair, but a bit pale. I'll help you apply a little blush and lipstick later to brighten your complexion. We can't do heavy makeup, or the fans will think it's fake."

"Mm, I'll listen to Hyomin." Jessica Jung said obediently. Park Hyomin was one of the visuals of T-ara, had a great sense of makeup and styling, and often helped the sisters in private.

Watching them gathered around Jessica Jung's bed, naturally starting to discuss makeup, lighting, and camera angles, Song Tianhao nodded slightly to himself. This was the effect he wanted to see—not a deliberate performance, but natural care and interaction. The real things are the most powerful.

The thermal jar Kim Taeyeon brought contained ginseng chicken soup stewed by the domestic help at home. She poured a small bowl, carefully blew it cool, and handed it to Jessica Jung: "Drink some soup first to replenish your strength. It's clear-stewed and not greasy."

"Thank you, Taengoo." Jessica Jung took it and drank in small sips. Amidst the swirling steam, a bit of color seemed to return to her pale face.

While Jessica Jung was drinking the soup, Park So-yeon had already confirmed the general flow of the live stream with Song Tianhao in a low voice. Park Hyomin began using the simple cosmetics she brought to touch up Jessica Jung's complexion, her movements gentle and skillful.

Im Yoona helped adjust the angle of the hospital bed and brought a few soft cushions to place behind Jessica Jung. Tiffany Hwang and Song Tianhao worked together to set up the phone and portable fill light to be used later.

The hospital room was soon set up properly. Extra chairs were moved away, clutter was cleared, and Jessica Jung's hospital bed was adjusted to the position with the best light, with the bedside table displaying flowers and gifts behind her, creating a warm and tidy atmosphere.

The light from the fill light was adjusted to the softest setting, casting onto Jessica Jung's face, making her look much more spirited without appearing overly deliberate.

Everything was ready.

Song Tianhao stood outside the camera frame and nodded to Park So-yeon. Park So-yeon took a deep breath, held the phone already logged into the official Sky Entertainment account, and started the V APP live stream function.

She first adjusted the angle to ensure that Jessica Jung, Kim Taeyeon, Im Yoona, Tiffany Hwang, and herself (Park Hyomin was temporarily helping off-camera) could all clearly appear in the frame, then she revealed a gentle and professional smile to the camera.

"Hello everyone, this is the official Sky Entertainment V Live. Today, we have come to Jessica's hospital room for a special visitation live stream. Now, I will turn the time over to Jessica and her sisters."

The camera turned to Jessica Jung.

In the live stream, Jessica Jung was wearing a clean hospital gown, draped with a light pink knitted cardigan, her long hair draped softly over her shoulders. Her face had only the most basic makeup; one could tell she was ill, but her eyes were clear and bright, and her lips were painted with the bean-paste colored lipstick chosen by Park Hyomin, brightening her complexion.

She smiled slightly at the camera and waved.

"Hello everyone, I am Jessica Jung of Girls Generation. Thank you all for your concern; I am here, and I am doing well."

Her voice was still a bit hoarse, but steady. After saying this, Kim Taeyeon and Im Yoona, who were beside her, also leaned into the camera and greeted everyone with smiles.

"Hello everyone, I am the leader of Girls Generation, Taeyeon~" Kim Taeyeon's smile carried a comforting power.

"I am Im Yoona of Girls Generation! We are here to visit Jessica Unnie!" Im Yoona waved energetically.

The comments section exploded instantly.

[Ahhh, Jessica! I see you! You look so good!]

[Taeyeon! Yoona! Tiffany is there too!]

[Jessica's condition looks pretty good, that's great!]

[Wuwuwu, my heart aches; your complexion still isn't good.]

[Sky Family is the best! The sisters have such a great relationship!]

[Those who said Jessica was going to leave the group must be eating their words now!]

[Hurry and tell us what happened! Is it serious or not?]

"There are many questions from everyone, let's take it slow," Park So-yeon, acting as the host, gently controlled the pace, "Let's let Jessica tell everyone about her situation first."

The camera refocused on Jessica Jung. She sat up slightly straighter and glanced at Song Tianhao beside her. Song Tianhao nodded gently at her.

Jessica Jung turned her head back to the camera and began to explain in a calm tone: "Regarding this accident, I think everyone already knows. It was an accidental collision during a performance. Currently, the doctor's diagnosis is a minor fracture of the right ulna and radius. It has already been set, and I need to rest for a period of time."

She did not mention any conspiracy theories, only stated the facts.

"It definitely hurts," she even smiled, with a touch of self-deprecation, "Those few days after the anesthesia wore off, I couldn't sleep well at night. But it's much better now; I take my medicine on time every day and do physical therapy."

"Speaking of physical therapy," Park So-yeon chimed in at the right moment, "Jessica is working very hard; the doctors all say she is very cooperative. Can you show everyone a little bit? Of course, under the premise of safety."

"Mm." Jessica Jung nodded, then tentatively and very slowly raised her plastered right arm. The movement was very slow; one could clearly see her gritting her teeth, and fine sweat beads oozing from her temples, but she persisted, raising her arm to a height that was not high but clearly visible, then slowly lowered it.

In just a few short seconds, it seemed to have exhausted her strength. After lowering her arm, she breathed a sigh of relief, but the smile on her face was very bright.

"See, although it's slow, I can move it. The doctor said the recovery is going well. As long as I persist, it won't affect my dancing in the future." She said it with certainty, and there was not a trace of gloom in her eyes.

[Wuwuwu, my heart aches so much! Don't force yourself!]

[So strong! Jessica, fighting!]

[You will definitely get better! We are waiting for you!]

[Seeing you working so hard, I am relieved!]

The comments section was filled with encouragement and heartache.

At this moment, Im Yoona suddenly interjected with a playful tone: "Unnie, do you know? The day you got injured, Tiffany cried like a child in the waiting room; we couldn't stop her no matter how we tried to persuade her."

Tiffany Hwang's face turned red immediately, and she went to cover Im Yoona's mouth: "Yah! Im Yoona!"

Jessica Jung also laughed, looking at Tiffany Hwang with gentle eyes: "I know. Tiffany, thank you."

"And Taeyeon Unnie," Park Hyomin said, smiling as she leaned into the edge of the frame at some point, "Taeyeon Unnie would rush to the hospital as soon as her schedule ended those days, even though she was exhausted herself."

Kim Taeyeon waved her hand, feeling a bit embarrassed: "It's only right. I'm the leader, after all."

"And me! I send Jessica Unnie joke texts every day!" Im Yoona raised her hand, seeking credit.

"Those jokes of yours are freezing cold, you know?" Jessica Jung retorted.

"No, they aren't!" Im Yoona protested.

Watching them exchange words, teasing and defending each other, the atmosphere in the live broadcast became lively. There was no forced sentimentality, only the most natural way sisters interact. The fans watched with great interest, laughing from time to time.

[Hahaha, as expected of our Girls Generation, the mood makers!]

[Taeny CP locked in! YoonaSic CP is also so sweet!]

[Sky Family is so loving! The T-ara Unnies are so good too!]

[This kind of authentic interaction is more powerful than any statement!]

After chatting for a while, under Park So-yeon's guidance, the topic shifted to lighthearted memories. They started talking about embarrassing moments from when they first debuted, the hardships and funny stories from training together, and the ecstasy of winning their first number one.

Kim Taeyeon even took the lead, and the group began to hum the chorus of "into the new world" softly and gently together.

There was no accompaniment, and their voices were uneven; it even felt a bit quiet because Jessica Jung couldn't perform the choreography, but that familiar melody, those lyrics carved into their bones, sung by these girls, carried an indescribable power and warmth.

The screen was instantly flooded with "Girls Generation forever nine," and "Always Girls Generation," interspersed with countless moving crying emojis.

During this heartwarming chorus, the camera occasionally swept over Song Tianhao standing a little further away.

He mostly just watched quietly, occasionally handing Jessica Jung a cup with a straw inserted when she needed water; when he saw her cushion slip a bit, he would step forward to adjust it without making a fuss; when the selfie stick in Park So-yeon's hand seemed a bit unsteady, he would naturally reach out to help steady it.

He didn't say much, but every small action was faithfully recorded by the camera. Fans quickly noticed this "CEO nim" who didn't have a strong presence but was everywhere.

[Wow, CEO Oppa is so attentive!]

[He's been taking care of them silently.]

[Sky's President is really so good to the artists.]

[Those who previously slandered Sky for exploiting artists can shut up now.]

The live broadcast reached the second half, entering the fan Q&A session. Park So-yeon selected some gentle questions.

"Jessica, when will you be able to return to the stage?"

Jessica Jung looked at the camera and answered seriously: "The specific time depends on the recovery progress; the doctor decides. But I will definitely return to everyone in the best condition as soon as possible. Girls Generation is nine people; if one is missing, it's not Girls Generation."

Her words were clear and firm, once again causing a frenzy in the comments.

"CEO nim, regarding this incident, what are the company's follow-up plans?" Park So-yeon read another question and looked at Song Tianhao.

This was the first time Song Tianhao officially walked to the center of the frame. He didn't get too close, keeping a bit of distance, but his tall, upright figure and calm temperament instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Hello everyone, I am Song Tianhao of Sky Entertainment." He nodded slightly at the camera, his tone calm and powerful. "First of all, thank you again for your concern and support for Jessica, for Girls Generation, and for Sky Entertainment. Regarding Jessica's recovery, we have partnered with top rehabilitation teams both domestically and abroad to formulate the most detailed and scientific rehabilitation plan for her."

He took out his tablet, quickly opened a file, and held the screen up to the camera for a few seconds. It was a professional rehabilitation plan chart in English. Although the specific content couldn't be seen clearly, the complex charts and professional format were enough to prove its legitimacy.

Next, he displayed his email interface, showing summaries of several emails exchanged with "Johns Hopkins Hospital Sports Rehabilitation Center."

"What we are doing is making our utmost effort to ensure she can fully recover without any lingering issues. This is not only being responsible to the artist but also to the fans who have always supported her."

Song Tianhao put away the tablet, looked directly into the camera, and his tone became sharper. "As for the follow-up handling of this incident, Sky Entertainment's legal department has fully intervened. For certain media outlets and accounts that have recently spread false rumors online and engaged in malicious personal attacks against Jessica and other artists of our company, legal notices have already been sent. We insist on protecting the legitimate rights and interests of our artists according to the law and will never tolerate any disparagement or defamation. See you in court."

His words were clear and logical, featuring both professional proof and a tough stance, instantly pulling the atmosphere of the broadcast from heartwarming and moving back to a calm and professional level. The comments section was filled with shouts of "The President is so cool," "Support the legal action," and "Sky is tough."

The broadcast was nearing its end. At this moment, a few discordant comments suddenly popped up in the chat, using extremely vile language, accusing Jessica of attention-seeking and Sky Entertainment of putting on a show.

However, these comments were banned by the moderators almost the instant they appeared, and the accounts were shown to be kicked out of the live broadcast room.

At the same time, the fans' counterattack quickly followed, using denser, sarcastic, and ironic comments to completely drown out the malicious ones. Some even quickly took screenshots and posted them on social media with the caption, "Clowns making a fool of themselves."

This small interlude didn't affect the broadcast; instead, it perfectly showcased Sky Entertainment's rapid response and the fans' solidarity and cohesion.

Finally, Jessica faced the camera again. She took a deep breath, wearing a calm and firm smile on her face, and said word by word:

"Thank you all for coming to see me today and listening to me say so much. I'm fine, really. I will eat well, sleep well, and do my rehabilitation well. I will return to the stage, to Girls Generation, and to everyone as quickly as possible, healthy and sound."

She paused, the corners of her mouth curling into a nearly sharp arc, her eyes as bright as stars: "To those who hope I fall, who hope Girls Generation falls, who hope Sky falls—sorry, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

The broadcast ended amidst the fans' frantic spamming and gift effects. Park So-yeon pressed the stop button, her spine, which had been straight the whole time, finally relaxed slightly, and she let out a soft sigh.

Almost seconds after the camera turned off, the bright, firm smile on Jessica's face instantly vanished, replaced by a fatigue and weakness she was trying hard to hide. It was as if all her strength had been drained; she leaned back against the cushion, closed her eyes, and her brows furrowed slightly from pain.

"Unnie!" Tiffany Hwang immediately leaned forward, supporting her with concern.

"I'm fine..." Jessica's voice was very soft, with a trace of imperceptible trembling. "Just... a bit tired." She quietly raised her uninjured left hand, reached it to the bedside, and said to Song Tianhao, who was standing there, in a breathy voice that only those nearby could hear: "President... my hand is still shaking."

It wasn't nervousness; it was a physiological reaction caused by enduring pain and maintaining a posture for too long.

Song Tianhao immediately took her hand. It was ice-cold, and her fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably. He squeezed it firmly, warming her with the heat of his palm, and said in a low voice: "You did very well, excellent. Now, you can rest."

Kim Taeyeon, Im Yoona, and the others also crowded around, busily helping to pack up the fill lights, selfie sticks, and other equipment, and carefully tucked the painkiller bottle on the bedside table—which had been caught on camera with its label torn off—deep into the drawer.

"President," Kim Taeyeon walked to Song Tianhao's side and lowered her voice. She still had the smile from the live broadcast on her face, but there was worry in her eyes. "The broadcast effect was very good, and the online sentiment has completely turned around. But... will CJ be provoked into making an even more extreme reaction?"

Song Tianhao let go of Jessica's hand and gently patted Kim Taeyeon's shoulder, signaling her to be at ease. "Don't worry, I have it under control. You all be careful lately too; have your managers stay close when coming to and from work, and pay attention to safety."

"Yes, President." Kim Taeyeon nodded; she was the leader, so she always considered more.

"CEO Oppa~" Im Yoona finished packing up and came over with a grin, her big eyes blinking. "Take us along to play next time you do a live broadcast, okay? We want to be in the same frame as CEO Oppa too, to show the deep friendship between our T-ara and Girls Generation~" She deliberately dragged out her tone, with a hint of acting cute.

Park So-yeon, who was next to her, helplessly pulled her away. "Yoona, stop messing around; the President has important business to attend to." Although she said that, the look in Park So-yeon's eyes when she glanced at Song Tianhao also held a trace of imperceptible softness.

Park Hyomin also pursed her lips and smiled, continuing to help Jessica tidy up her hair.

Jessica leaned against the headboard, watching the lively scene before her. Kim Taeyeon's steadiness, Im Yoona's liveliness, Park So-yeon's thoughtfulness, Park Hyomin's attentiveness, Tiffany Hwang's concern, and that man standing in the center—who, although he hadn't said much, was invisibly in control of everything and giving everyone a sense of security.

Her pale face revealed a truly relaxed, soft smile. She turned her head and said softly to Tiffany Hwang, who was holding her hand tightly beside her with red eyes: "Look, Tiffany, this is our home."

Tiffany Hwang nodded vigorously, tears almost falling again, but this time they were happy ones. Her gaze, however, involuntarily followed that tall figure who was whispering something to Kim Taeyeon and Park So-yeon.

At this moment, Song Tianhao's phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it; it was a notification from the bank about a large sum of money arriving, with a string of zeros following the amount. He put the phone away with a calm expression, as if that massive reward from the system check-in was just an ordinary spam text.

He looked up, his gaze happening to meet Jessica's on the hospital bed.

She looked at Song Tianhao; although she was exhausted, there was a brightness in her eyes—a firmness from surviving a disaster and seeing the path ahead clearly, along with a hint of reliance.

Song Tianhao looked at her, his gaze calm, carrying approval, protection, and a certain tacit understanding.

The two smiled at each other from a few steps away.

Outside the window, the night had deepened, and the city's neon lights were lighting up one by one, staining the hospital room's glass with colorful halos.