Chapter 217

Zhong Qiao stayed by the bed, not closing her eyes all night, stroking her father's rough hands. She said nothing, while Zhong Siqi beside her was also crying.

"Dad." His voice choked with sobs, "If you don't wake up, what will happen to me and my sister? What will happen to Mom?"

However, the person on the bed was sleeping quietly, as if nothing around him could disturb him.

Zhong Qiao lowered his eyes and laughed at himself: "This is the first time I've noticed Dad's hand."

Her tightly clenched hands were rough, covered with wounds of varying sizes due to working day and night to carve wood, especially on the base of her index finger and thumb, which were covered with thick calluses.

"Dad, open your eyes and look." Zhong Qiao tried to warm his father's hands with his body temperature. "We are all still waiting for you."

It was already dawn. Although they were unwilling to believe it, let alone accept the fact, the doctor's words kept echoing in their minds. They understood that this was a very serious situation.

"Sister." Zhong Siqi regretted it deeply. "It's all my fault. I'm wrong. I often make Dad angry. This time you guys encountered this kind of thing, and I wasn't at home. If I was at home, Dad wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."

Thousands of emotions intertwined in his heart, and he was finally overwhelmed by regret and pain. Zhong Siqi felt a lump in his nose and cried like a child.

Zhong Qiao wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up: "Why are you crying? If my parents see you, they will laugh at you."

"I can't believe Dad is like this..."

She hesitated and didn't dare to say a few words.

"Dad is blessed with a long life. Even if he can't wake up now, he will wake up sooner or later."

Before he finished speaking, the doctor who performed surgery on Mr. Zhong yesterday came in with two nurses.

"How is it?" He looked very tired. "Is the patient awake?"

Zhong Siqi shook his head with difficulty: "...No."

The doctor sighed and carefully examined the sleeping Mr. Zhong.

I opened his eyelids, shone a flashlight into his pupils, and checked his temperature.

The situation was worse than he had imagined, but it was also within his expectations. The patient had been stabbed several times, and although almost all of the wounds avoided vital parts, the patient's physical condition was not very good, so he was in great danger.

If you can really wake up, it will be very difficult.

"Doctor, please think of a way." Zhong Qiao stood up, "Save my father."

The doctor was helpless: "We understand your feelings, but the patient's condition is too serious. He is likely to become a vegetable now."

"We've done everything we should do. As I said before, whether he can wake up depends entirely on him."

After saying that, the doctor turned and left. The two people dressed as nurses who stayed behind said respectfully, "Miss Zhong, we are the nurses hired by Mr. Ji. Please step aside. We need to help wipe your father."

Zhong Qiao was silent.

Ji Hebai actually knew from the beginning that the probability of his father waking up was very low, so he even hired a nurse. Now that things have come to this, it seems they have no choice but to accept it.

"Sister." Zhong Siqi was undecided. "What should we say?"

We can’t just let the caregivers wait, can we?

"You guys do your thing, we'll have a conversation nearby." Zhong Qiao said calmly.

She was not afraid of ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake once, but she had to keep a close eye on her father all the time. The crazy woman yesterday was obviously sent by someone else. If she had not been more careful, she would have been succeeded.

So, no matter what, she needs to be more vigilant to protect her father.

The nurse sighed and agreed to everything.

The two men walked up to Mr. Zhong. Under Zhong Qiao's gaze, they were a little nervous at first, but later their movements became more and more skillful. After changing Mr. Zhong's bandages, they also helped him wash his body.

Zhong Qiao watched their every move and didn't find anything unusual.

Before leaving, the leading nurse said, "Miss Zhong, we'll be leaving first. If you need anything, just call us."

Zhong Qiao responded and dispelled his doubts about them.

The people introduced by Ji Hebai must have been investigated, and their family backgrounds were clean, with nothing strange about them. She was just imagining things.

"Qiao Qiao."

A soft and painful voice sounded.

It’s Zhong’s mother.

She woke up slowly and felt extremely unfamiliar with the scene before her.

"What is this?" Mother Zhong sat up with great effort. "Isn't this a hospital? How did I get here?"

A light bulb went off in her head, and her expression suddenly changed, as if she remembered something important.

Oh, right!

She was attacked. If she hadn't been protected by someone, she might have been stabbed.

Mother Zhong looked around and saw Zhong Qiao and the others, but not her husband.

"Zhiwei?" She still had a bandage on her head and called out randomly, "Qiaoqiao, where's your dad? How is he? I remember he was injured."

Zhong Qiao and the others didn't expect her to wake up so soon, and a sense of surprise of regaining something they had lost came over them.

Zhong Siqi rushed over first: "Mom!"

His face turned pale, as if he was terrified: "Mom, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone out to play. Are you okay?"

Mother Zhong was shocked by his attitude: "What's wrong with you? Let me go quickly. Where's your dad? You two haven't answered me yet."

Zhong Qiao and others were all stunned.

How could they dare to tell her the truth? If they provoked her again, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Mom." Zhong Qiao blocked her view, "Are you mentally prepared?"

After hearing these words, Mrs. Zhong, whose mind was originally in chaos, immediately calmed down. However, her slightly trembling hands showed that she was not calm at the moment.

"It's okay, just tell me." Mother Zhong pretended to be heartless. "Your father is the most nagging person. He is usually very annoying. Just tell me the truth."

Zhong Qiao and Zhong Siqi looked at each other, pulled open the curtain that separated them, revealing their father who was still sleeping.

"Dad's condition isn't good right now," Zhong Qiao said. "It's been a whole night, and he still hasn't woken up. The doctor said if he doesn't wake up, his condition will be very dangerous."

Seeing her husband lying on the hospital bed dying, Zhong's mother said sadly: "It's because you wanted to protect me that you became like this. Otherwise, with your father's skills, he would have escaped long ago. I am a burden to your father."

"Siqi, come, help me up." she called.

So Zhong Siqi obediently stepped forward and helped her out of bed.

"This idiot." Mother Zhong felt the bandages on his body, and the wound was underneath the bandages.

"I told him to leave, but your father wouldn't listen and insisted on standing in front of me."

"Now lying here, he wants me to remember his love for the rest of my life."

"I can't repay it in this lifetime."

"Mom." Zhong Qiao was afraid that she couldn't bear the blow, so she quickly helped her sit down.