Chapter 123 Shen Zeming fainted from anger

The doctor shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the baby couldn't be saved. We've already performed a uterine cleaning operation on Ms. Hu, and the nurse will be pushing her out in a moment."

Shang Shuya's legs suddenly went limp.

Fortunately, he was supported by Shen Qiao who was beside him.

child……

No more!

“My grandson is gone!”

"My grandson is gone..."

Shang Shuya lowered her head and cried.

A trace of sadness also rose in Shen Qiao's heart.

Although he has no feelings for Hu Kexin...

but……

After all, it is your own child.

He still turned it down.

so……

He killed his own child with his own hands...

Shen Qiao looked down at his hands, which were trembling. From this moment on, these hands were stained with blood.

The nurse pushed Hu Kexin out. She opened her eyes weakly and vaguely saw Shen Qiao's face.

There was worry on his face.

But she knew that Shen Qiao didn't love her, he even hated her.

So that hint of worry was not because of her.

Because of the lost child.

Their children...

That’s all.

But she had just woken up from the anesthesia and had no strength to speak.

The sky was turning pale.

Shen Baichuan and Shen Qiao, father and son, were in two separate wards.

Shang Shuya went back first.

Shen Zeming slowly opened his eyes. He felt so much pain, not only in his heart but also in his body...

He had an IV in his wrist and an oxygen mask on his nose, and all he could see was white.

"Yu Li..."

"Yu Li..."

He called Jiang Yuli's name weakly.

A face appeared before my eyes.

Not Jiang Yuli.

It’s Shen Baichuan…

"How...how is he?" Shen Zeming said weakly, "Is there any...news?"

"He's dead."

Shen Baichuan's voice was cold, "Dad, you can change your will. There is no such person as Jiang Yuli in this world. Baichuan Group must either be inherited by me or by Shen Qiao!"

Shen Zeming shook his head slightly, "You, you...are you so anxious? I'm not dead yet..."

"Dad, I was afraid you'd forget..."

Shen Baichuan whispered, "Now that he's dead, there are only two of us who can inherit the Baichuan Group. Are you still hesitating, Dad? Do you have any other choice?"

Shen Zeming looked at him quietly, so angry that he couldn’t speak.

Shen Baichuan began to move along the hospital bed. "You used to love me the most! You loved my son the most! Shen Qiao and I were always by your side. That Jiang Yuli, you hated him so much! He was only eight years old, and you sent him abroad..."

"Because of a cruel father like you, I have a cruel brother like me!"

"I am your son, your biological son! Your blood flows in my body!"

“I learned all this from you!!”

"Why should I give him shares to compensate him for something that happened over ten years ago?"

Shen Baichuan had a ferocious look on his face, standing at the end of the bed, and said to him, “Your heart is deviated!!”

"He's only been back for less than three years! Three years! What kind of father-son relationship can you have? You're going to change your will and hand over the huge Baichuan Group to him!"

He pointed at himself and said, "Dad, think about it, what is my name? My name is Shen Baichuan!! Baichuan of Baichuan Group! Is it appropriate to hand over the company named after me to Jiang Yuli?"

“I don’t think it’s appropriate!!”

He asked himself questions and answered them himself.

Shen Zeming was lying on the hospital bed, breathing rapidly.

"Dad, Mom has been dead for twenty-seven years! She's been reincarnated a long time ago! No matter what you say or do in front of her tombstone, it's useless!"

"She doesn't know what you did to Jiang Yuli, and she won't turn into a ghost to look for you in the middle of the night!"

"You taught me that once you've done something, don't look back and keep moving forward. Why can't you do it now that it's your turn?!"

"Those things are in the past! Why do you feel so guilty towards him?"

Shen Baichuan continued to output.

He had wanted to complain about these things a long time ago.

He has been holding it in his heart for a long time.

If he doesn't shout out, he'll go crazy.

"Even if God helps me, I will still get what I deserve! Jiang Yuli also died where he deserved to die..." Shen Baichuan returned to the bedside.

Shen Zeming raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at him.

He wanted to talk, but he was so tired...

Shen Baichuan took off the oxygen mask, “Dad, will it feel better to talk like this?”

“Could it be, could it be… it’s you?” Shen Zeming couldn’t believe it, but this suspicion arose in his mind.

"Me what?" Shen Baichuan pretended to be confused.

“Dad, my brother has a hard life, it’s really hard…” Shen Baichuan put the oxygen mask on him.

“When he was a child, he was not liked by you, sent abroad by you, and abused by the servants. Now he is finally well, and you also intend to let him inherit the company, but he died!” Shen Baichuan laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

“He deserves it!!”

"He knows that our whole family dislikes him, so he shouldn't come back!!"

"If he hadn't come back, maybe he wouldn't have died..."

Shen Zeming felt a chill in his heart. He was unsure just now, but now he was 90% certain.

“Shen Baichuan, how could you treat him like that…” His voice trembled, “That’s your own brother…”

Shen Baichuan stood beside the bed and watched him trembling quietly.

Shen Zeming, who had been dignified and solemn all his life, was now lying on the bed with his sick body, dying.

Shen Baichuan smiled, “Dad, I forgot to tell you, not only did Jiang Yuli die last night, but your great-grandson is also gone…”

Shen Zeming trembled even more violently.

“Dad, don’t get excited, Shen Qiao is still young, and there will be children, but… your youngest son Jiang Yuli is completely gone…” Shen Baichuan smiled.

Shen Zeming pointed at him tremblingly, breathing rapidly, "Shen Baichuan, Shen Baichuan you..."

"Dad! This is not my fault, blame it on you! If you are biased, then be biased to the extreme! He is so patient, he can bear it!"

"I can't! I can't stand being ignored by you, Dad!"

"Fortunately, he's gone..."

Shen Baichuan leaned over and pressed Shen Zeming's arm down, "Dad, what's the password to our safe?"

Shen Zeming’s pupils shook.

"What's the password? Tell me!"

Shen Baichuan was angry, holding his shoulders and shaking, “Jiang Yuli is dead, if you don’t tell me, no one will be able to open our safe…”

Shen Zeming opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He suddenly let go of Shen Zeming, "Do you hate me that much? You used to love me so much, why, why do you treat me like this!"

He turned around and took several deep breaths before calming down.

Shen Baichuan turned to Shen Zeming again, flicked his hair, and said with a wicked look in his eyes, "So what if I ordered someone to kill him..."

Shen Zeming understood his lip movements and pointed at him angrily, but he couldn't speak and his fingers kept shaking.

The heart monitor nearby emitted a shrill alarm.

Soon doctors and nurses rushed in.

"The patient is in critical condition!"

"Quick! Send to the emergency room!"

Shen Baichuan stood aside and watched Shen Zeming being pushed out.

I'm afraid it's very dangerous.

He has not found the will now, and Shen Zeming has not changed the will.

so……

The most important thing for him now is to convene a board meeting immediately and get the inheritance rights of Baichuan Group while Jiang Yuli is dead and his father is in the emergency room.

Shen Baichuan returned to the Shen family's old house in a hurry and rushed directly into the old man's study.

safe!

He's going to open the safe!

He would open it no matter what method he used.

Shen Baichuan rushed around in the study, but he didn’t open it last time and didn’t find the password.

The old man is almost dead.

Shen Baichuan didn’t believe that Shen Zeming had told Jiang Yuli the password early in the morning.

The study must have a password!

Shen Baichuan's gaze suddenly fell on his mother's painting on the wall. It was a painting with a sense of age, and it should be more than 20 years old.

He jumped up, took down the painting, and looked at the back anxiously.