Chapter 992 Fraudulent Text Message

I put down my phone and continued to look at my dad. He paused, took a deep breath, and said, "Actually, in Dad's heart, you and Xiaoxuan are the same.

You are all my father’s children, and you are all my responsibility.”

He said with difficulty, "Dad has regretted it many times, but every time I see Xiaoxuan's eyes, I feel guilty for my regret.

As a father, how can I regret having such a sensible and lovely child?

I have been really conflicted these years!

Sometimes people really can't make mistakes, and I made a mistake back then."

He smiled bitterly, "It's a mistake that every man is said to make, but it's this mistake that has hurt everyone I love."

His voice choked and he could not speak any more.

Looking at his painful expression, I believed what he said was true.

But the price of this belated awakening is too high.

My nose felt sore and I gently squeezed his hand: "Dad, don't think too much, it's all in the past.

Take good care of yourself and we will be fine. You haven't let me down, but you have let my mother down."

My mother lowered her head and concentrated on peeling an apple. She seemed not to hear, but the apple in her hand was almost peeled to the core.

I didn't stay downstairs for too long, as I was always thinking about the person on the top floor.

After leaving the ward, I took out my cell phone and took a look. I clicked on the text message saying that my bank had received a transfer of 100,000,000.00.

Looking at the string of dazzling zeros, it was obviously a scam text message.

I rolled my eyes and deleted it without a second thought.

When I returned to the top-floor suite, the first thing I did was rush to the glass window.

The picture seemed to be frozen, he was still lying there, motionless.

Only the jumping numbers and curves on the monitor prove that time is not standing still.

Once again, disappointment weighed heavily on me.

This cycle of disappointment, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, gradually eroded my patience and confidence.

The days of waiting for him to wake up became particularly long and difficult.

Time seemed to stand still in this luxurious ward.

I started to get anxious.

Seeing me staying in my room all day, nutritionist Sister Li worriedly suggested, "Mrs. Xiao, proper activity in the early stages of pregnancy is good for you and your baby. Do you want to go out for a walk?

Depression is not good for the fetus."

When I mentioned my children, I took a deep breath and forced a smile. I had to cheer up for them.

Just as I was about to agree to go out, Su Yi saw that I didn’t close the door, so he walked straight in and said, “Sister-in-law, it’s still not appropriate now.

Director Qiu specifically instructed you not to leave the building, let alone the hospital, for safety reasons until the suspect is apprehended."

He paused and added, "If you feel bored, you can go to the sky garden on the other side of our top floor to get some fresh air. It's enclosed and has tight security.

Or... just walk around the corridors on this floor.

Although the rehabilitation center is also in the building, it is more crowded and has more eyes."

I can understand Qiu Binjie's concerns, but when I thought of the ruthless murderer hiding in the dark, I immediately gave up the idea. My life and my child's life are more important!

"Forget it, I'll just walk in the corridor." I gave up very smoothly.

However, even walking in the corridor, I couldn't relax at all.

My cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. I thought about it and picked it up.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Mengmeng, I'm your dad." I was stunned because the voice was wrong, and then I realized it was Xiao Zhengning.

I quickly said, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. I just asked Xiao Yang to transfer some money to you. Take a look and see if you received it."

I was a little confused because I didn't receive the text message. "Okay, I'll take a look first and let you know when I'm done."

I opened my phone and there were no new bank messages. I was about to ask Xiao Zhengning if he had called the wrong account when I suddenly remembered the message I had just deleted.

How many zeros are there? I didn't count!

I hurriedly opened the bank app, and the balance was actually one digit higher than before!

I took a deep breath and, frankly, wasn't thrilled with the number growing when I felt like my bank balance was endless.

To me, it’s just a number, but today’s number has once again refreshed my three views.

I think I know where Xiao Shiqiu and his brother's lavish spending habits came from. It turns out it's all inherited!

I quickly called Xiao Zhengning back, "Dad, I received it, but why did you transfer such a large sum of money to me..."

I feel inexplicably unworthy of this.

"Xiao Qiu can't provide you with household expenses now, and I don't know how much pocket money he usually gives you. I'm worried that you're too embarrassed to tell Dad if you're short of money.

Dad can't help with anything else, but I can give you some pocket money.

If you have anything you like to eat or play with, just buy it yourself. You don’t have to be frugal. If you need money, tell Dad.”

I hung up the phone in a daze. If this had happened a few days ago, I would have dragged Huang Tianyi and the others out for a big meal to celebrate making a fortune.

But now my heart just beat faster for a moment, and I didn’t feel the feeling of suddenly becoming a nouveau riche at all.

There is even no desire to consume.

I looked at Xiao Shiqiu's profile and understood the feeling described in the book, that of being willing to give everything for someone.

If I could, I would trade the long string of zeros in my bank balance for him to wake up.

The anxiety was enveloping me like a venom and was getting worse day by day.

I started waking up from my dreams from time to time, and every time I woke up I would run to the glass to take a look at him as if I had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

During the day she was even more restless, frequently running to the glass window and talking to herself while he slept. However, he was like a wax figure, as beautiful as before, but without a trace of life in him.

What makes me even more nervous is that Su Yi's attitude has also quietly changed.

He still made rounds on time every day and carefully checked Xiao Shiqiu's data, but when facing me, his eyes began to avoid me and he spoke much less.

He even started to go in and check on the situation while I was in the room.

Several times, I clearly saw him walking towards this side after checking other wards, but he paused at the door, turned around and walked away again.

Su Yi's deliberate alienation and silence made the uneasiness in my heart grow like a snowball.

Has Xiao Shiqiu's condition worsened?

Is there little hope that he will wake up?

Is it that Su Yi doesn’t dare to tell me?

Countless terrible thoughts swirled in my mind, almost driving me crazy.

Xiao Shiru must be very busy these days. She only comes here once every two days. I think she has lost weight visibly. Her originally round and rosy face has become noticeably smaller.

Every time she came, she avoided talking about when Xiao Shiqiu would wake up, but just kept asking me about my well-being. She was more like my mother than Comrade Lin Shuyao.

But I always feel like she is hiding something from me.