Chapter 220 Xiaojiu’s Birthday

As they were talking, several figures approached from the other side of the corridor.

Shuang Xu finally knew what "friend" was.

"Sister!" Before he even came close, Yue Zifeng opened his arms joyfully, "Are you happy? Are you excited? Come and give me a hug!"

Shuang Xu was overjoyed and raised his arm without thinking: "Brother Zifeng, is that you?"

Before Yue Zifeng could be hugged, Zuo Zhong pushed him away: "What does it have to do with you?"

He hugged Shuang Xu instead: "It has nothing to do with him. It's me."

"Thank you so much, Brother Zuo Zhong. I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Why are you being so polite to me? Your problem is our problem." Zuo Zhong patted her on the shoulder with a smile, "The hospital has already arranged everything. We can collect samples right away. Don't worry. Your senior sister will definitely be cured this time."

He Tingzhou glanced at him.

Yue Zifeng was fussing beside him: "This is not just your credit. If I hadn't brought you here, you wouldn't deserve it. I should at least take half of it."

"Look at your jealous face." Zuo Zhong said, "You want to take credit for this? How about you go up and have your bone marrow extracted?"

"I do want to!" Yue Zifeng's matchmaking was unsuccessful, but he deserves credit. "Sister, you don't have to thank him. He doesn't have this awareness. It was you, your good brother, who brought him here at all costs."

Success or failure is not a result controlled by humans. They are very thoughtful to come for matching. Shuang Xu also hugged him sensibly: "Brother Zifeng, thank you too, thank you all."

He Tingzhou glanced at Yue Zifeng again.

Seeing this, the others at the back immediately opened their arms and said, "Come on, I want one too."

He Tingzhou ran out of patience, and he hooked his right hand around Shuang Xu's shoulder and dragged her to him: "Since you love hugging so much, why don't you hug me?"

...Whoever dares to hug him, forget it.

Because of Shu Yang's special situation and the urging of both the He and Shen families, the hospital seemed to be under two heavy pressures. Now that there has finally been a turn for the better, everyone from top to bottom breathed a sigh of relief.

Shu Yang's transplant surgery was performed as an emergency procedure, and Zuo Zhong was admitted to the hospital that day to begin preparations for the collection of bone marrow stem cells.

This time, the vice president personally oversaw every process to prevent any further mistakes.

With all the efforts, everything went smoothly, and the day when the stem cells were returned to Shu Yang happened to be Shuang Xu's birthday.

The transfusion process lasted for four hours, and Shuang Xu stayed in the hospital for four hours. This period was very painful for the patient. Although Shu Yang was weak, he was full of energy.

"Happy birthday to you in advance. I can't eat your birthday cake, so let Xiao Liao help me eat my share."

A heavy stone fell from his heart, and Shuang Xu felt much more relaxed: "When you come out, I will treat you to a meal alone."

After talking to Shu Yang, when Shuang Xu came out of the hospital, Lu Manman's car was already waiting for her at the gate.

"Did your senior sister go well?"

Shuang Xu said: "It went very smoothly."

"Great!" Lu Manman clapped her hands, "Today is such a great day, let's go! I'll take you to try on the dresses."

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Shen Yu came out of the conference room. It was not yet six o'clock. The secretary came over to report on the work: "President Wang from Hongtai called and asked if you were free in the evening. He wanted to invite you to dinner."

Shen Yu flipped through the documents she handed over and said briefly, "Xiaojiu's birthday."

The secretary immediately understood: "Then I'll call Mr. Wang back."

When Shen Yu finished reading the documents and took out a pen to sign, the secretary said, "By the way, there's news from the hospital that Zheng Zuye wants to see you."

Shen Yu raised his eyes, his expression did not change: "What does he want to see me do?"

"He said he had something to tell you."

Shen Yu did not comment. He signed the document and handed it over. The secretary did not ask any more questions and respectfully left the office.

Shen Yu lowered his eyes to glance at his watch, picked up his coat and left the company.

Regarding Zheng Zuye's case, He Qiwei said: "The crime is what it is, and the sentence should be what it is. You can't give him a lighter sentence just because his last name is Zheng or because someone has vouched for him. I will personally monitor this matter."

The city police department was trembling with fear and took the case very seriously. A cordon was set up in the hospital corridor, and Zheng Zuye's ward was guarded by police in shifts. No one, including Zheng's family, was allowed to approach.

Shen Yu arrived at the hospital in the afternoon. The afternoon sun shone through the glass. The policeman guarding outside the door respectfully greeted him "Mr. Shen" and opened the door for him.

Shen Yu walked into the ward and saw Zheng Zuye's entire head wrapped in gauze, with his hands and feet handcuffed to the bed rails.

His violent movements made the handcuffs rustle, and the injury to his carotid artery made his voice hoarse: "Uncuff me!"

The police explained: "He was very dishonest after he woke up. When the nurse changed his dressing, he got kicked in the foot, so his foot was also handcuffed."

Shen Yu looked indifferent: "I don't care what means you use, as long as the person doesn't escape, it doesn't matter whether he is alive or dead."

"Fuck you, Shen Yu!" Zheng Zuye cursed, "Just wait for me, don't let me get out, or I'll kill you!"

Shen Yu walked to the front of the ward, looking down at his wolfish appearance: "I'll wait for you."

Zheng Zuye stared at him with his swollen eyes, a sinister light flashing in them: "I changed my mind, I won't kill you, I'll kill your sister first..."

Before he could finish his words, the usually gentle Shen Yu suddenly grabbed his neck and pressed him back onto the pillow. Zheng Zuye immediately struggled violently, and the hospital bed shook violently due to his movements.

Shen Yu's eyes were gloomy: "You want to die, I don't mind letting you die faster."

Zheng Zuye's face flushed red, and he smiled a malicious and twisted smile: "If you care so much about your sister, you should go and strangle He Tingzhou's neck. I didn't even touch her, but He has already played with her."

"You say you love your sister, but in fact you don't even consider her as your sister. Don't think I can't see that you are interested in her!"

He didn't say a word, and Shen Yu increased the force on his hands until the wound on his neck, which had not yet fully healed, was cracked and blood oozed out from under the gauze. Only then did Shen Yu loosen his grip and wipe the bloodstain on his fingers on the bed sheet.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Zheng Zuye sneered: "Shen Yu, you are a hypocrite! You and He Tingzhou are the most hypocritical, he is a scumbag! He fell in love with your sister on the yacht, and you were busy talking about love with Lu Manman at that time."

"You're such a useless person, you're raising a woman, but she was snatched away by someone else. I feel so bad for you."

Shen Yu's eyes were dark, without a trace of emotion on his face, but Zheng Zuye seemed to see through him.

He raised his head from the hospital bed, and this movement pulled the wound on his neck, causing tearing pain, but he seemed not to feel the pain and stared at Shen Yu with a strange smile.

"Doesn't your sister like you? Don't you want to know how she was kidnapped by He Tingzhou?"