Chapter 501 Is there still some obsession?

The document was signed immediately, and Lin Zhihuan handed it back to the nurse.

The nurse went inside immediately, leaving everyone else to wait there.

Others who heard the news also arrived one after another.

For example, Grandpa Fu, Qin Zhihuan, Li Tongruo, and Grandma Qin and Grandpa Zhao.

"How is it now?" Li Tongruo asked immediately.

Everyone else was very anxious, especially Lin Zhihuan, who was crying so hard she couldn't speak.

"Grandpa..." Fu Jinyan began, but then didn't know how to say it.

Sun Jiaming patted Fu Jinyan's hand and then told the others what happened next.

"...In short, although the person has been rescued, their life or death is still uncertain..." Sun Jiaming couldn't continue.

Although Sisi was cut by Li Yanqing and fainted, she should be fine with proper treatment.

Lu Yanzhi and Huo Yanmo are in danger, but they also have a chance of survival.

It's just a thought...

"Niannian's condition is not good; a critical condition notice has just been issued," Sun Jiaming said, her eyes red.

As she spoke, Sun Jiaming patted Lin Zhihuan on the back to comfort her.

Not far away, Xu Qinxin also came over, supported by the two children.

Her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

She felt guilty the whole time.

Xu Qinxin cried and said, "Sisi was in my arms at the time. If I had been more careful, perhaps none of this would have happened."

“Aunt Xu, this isn’t your fault,” Lin Yuchen comforted her in a hoarse voice. “Li Yanqing used a smokescreen so no one could see him. His target was Sisi, and he even shot at your bodyguards. There was nothing you could do.”

Even so, Xu Qinxin still felt guilty.

Lu Xinyi also helped the Lu family elders over.

The group of people didn't look well either.

"What's the situation at the factory now?" Old Mrs. Qin asked.

"When we arrived, the area had already collapsed. Li Yanqing and Han Wei were still inside; they probably didn't survive." The person who answered was Jian Jinran, who was supporting Lin Zhihuan.

Everyone fell silent.

Only the sounds of medical staff coming and going could be heard.

"Where is Zheng Shuhui?" someone else asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

After Zheng Shuhui ran out of the auditorium, the interior was in chaos, and no one cared where she went.

"Now, all we can do is wait..."

Everyone looked toward the emergency room on the side.

...

Inside Shi Nian's emergency room, everything was bustling with activity.

Almost all the devices were alarming, with a constant stream of beeps.

Various rescue methods were applied to Shi Nian in turn.

But Shi Nian seemed to have no reaction at all.

"The patient lacks the will to live and is very likely not going to make it..."

The emergency room door opened again, and a nurse came out to explain the situation.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhihuan's legs went weak and she knelt on the ground.

Has it gotten to this point?

They need to rely on their will to survive to have a chance at life.

“What she cares about most is her family and friends. We, her friends, are all here. Her husband and daughter are still in critical condition. She desperately wants to find out the truth about her father's death…”

Lin Zhihuan paused slightly at this point.

Perhaps Shi Nian has stopped thinking about these things.

What was she thinking in her last moments before she lost consciousness?

Is there still some lingering attachment?

Lin Zhihuan couldn't understand it.

“She and Zheng Shuhui have not reconciled yet,” Lin Yuchen said. “I remember that before the shooting, she wanted to pursue Zheng Shuhui.”

Everyone was watching him. Would this work?

But we had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

But where is Zheng Shuhui?

...

A few hours ago.

Zheng Shuhui fled the wedding venue.

She heard the commotion inside after she ran out, but her mind was in complete chaos and she couldn't think straight.

She ran out, flagged down a taxi, stuffed the money into the driver's hand, and told him to drive.

"Where to?" the driver asked.

"You drive first, you can go anywhere," Zheng Shuhui said, wiping her eyes.

The driver agreed and took her around the city.

Looking at the scenery outside, Zheng Shuhui kept thinking about what had happened in the past.

Her helplessness, the difficult life she led with Shi Nian and her daughter, and the temporary peace and warmth she gained after marrying Wu Jing.

Tears kept falling.

Are those photos real?

Is everything really as Shi Nian described?

If everything is true, then all these years...

Pain overwhelmed her.

"Go to the First Prison in City A." Finally, Zheng Shuhui gave the location.

She wanted to ask Wu Jing in person.

She wanted to hear what Wu Jing had to say.

"Okay!" the driver replied, and they soon arrived at the prison.

I paid, got out of the car, went through the formalities, and met them.

Zheng Shuhui sat in her seat and watched Wu Jing walk in, her fists clenched.

Pick up the microphone.

Wu Jing spoke first: "I thought you wouldn't come to see me again."

Zheng Shuhui's eyes were slightly red. She didn't answer Wu Jing's question, but instead asked directly, "Back then, when I lived with you and brought Shi Nian with me, you..."

Zheng Shuhui could barely continue speaking.

She took a deep breath and finally continued, "What exactly did you do to her?"

Wu Jing smiled indifferently, observed Zheng Shuhui's expression, and then asked, "Which one are you referring to?"

Zheng Shuhui's face clearly showed anger.

“I did a lot of things to her,” Wu Jing mocked, “insults, beatings, all sorts of things, like…”

Wu Jing paused here, just smiling as his gaze swept over Zheng Shuhui from head to toe.

“I know everything,” Zheng Shuhui said, suppressing her emotions. “I saw those photos.”

Wu Jing was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

"Zheng Shuhui, Zheng Shuhui, you're only finding out now?" Wu Jing laughed until tears streamed down his face. "Shi Nian never told you this before?"

"Oh no, I thought you'd been tacitly agreeing all along."

Wu Jing laughed and said, "During those days we lived together, I was always staring at her. Didn't you feel anything at all?"

"Or rather, you know, but you pretend not to? You play dumb so you can live without any burden?"

Wu Jing's voice was extremely harsh; his laughter was like knives, slowly torturing Zheng Shuhui!

"Wu Jing!" Zheng Shuhui shouted angrily.

"What do you want?" Wu Jing finally stopped laughing. He wiped his eyes and looked at Zheng Shuhui. "You are beautiful, but you are old. Shi Nian is younger and prettier than you. We live under the same roof. She is always in front of me. Isn't it normal for me to have feelings for her?"

"You are her stepfather!" Zheng Shuhui's eyes were bloodshot, her emotions surging, mixed with blood, crashing through her veins.

"So what?" Wu Jing said indifferently, "We're not related by blood."

“Zheng Shuhui, you need to understand this: you were almost starving to death back then, and I took you in. I am your savior, and you should repay me by marrying me, shouldn’t you?”