Chapter 438 Believe in science, don't believe in rumors or spread them

"...What, what do you mean? What do you mean?"

Xiao San rushed forward, and the nurse was pushed back in fear, bumping into the door of the operating room.

"Family members of the patient, don't do this, the patient has been declared brain dead, her injuries are too serious..."

Xiao San was pulled away by the servant.

Old Mrs. Zhou's face turned pale, and she grabbed the housekeeper's hand to ask the nurse.

"Where is my son? Where is Zhou Zifeng? How is he?"

The nurse looked relaxed and explained gently, "Mr. Zhou looks seriously injured, but his injuries are not vital, and his life is not in danger. The doctor is operating on him. After the operation is over, he can be sent to the general ward after two hours of observation."

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at Zhou's mother in a trance, clasped her hands together, and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

Zhou Jiahui walked to Zhou's mother and supported her, "Mom, it's okay here, let's go back."

Zhou's mother nodded.

The mother and daughter turned and left. Old Mrs. Zhou opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but said nothing.

Xiao San looked at the backs of the mother and daughter, thinking of her daughter who died tragically in the operating room, and struggled like crazy to knock on the door of the operating room, "Let me go, let me go, how could this happen, how could this happen, she just changed a name, a name..."

Old Mrs. Zhou looked at her with pity.

"Some things can't be explained by science, but you just don't listen, and you are punished."

Xiao San trembled all over and went to see Old Mrs. Zhou.

Zhou's father's words echoed in his ears, "I am not willing, but this is our fate."

She was dismissive at the time, thinking why should she believe in fate?

Everything she had was obtained by her cleverness and careful planning. How could something as illusory as fate determine her whole life?

Such an illusory thing...

did not exist at all!

However, her daughter was gone.

Her daughter died right under her nose, beside her.

They were less than half a meter apart, and the dead tree hit her daughter and Zhou Zifeng so accurately, so accurately!

It was as if it had eyes.

Xiao San no longer had any strength, and she lay paralyzed on the ground as if she had no bones.

Three hours later, Zhou Zifeng was sent to the general ward.

Although the person looked very weak, it was certain that he had saved his life.

The doctor said, "The small branch on the fork almost pierced his heart. Mr. Zhou is very tough..."

Mrs. Zhou's heart shuddered when she heard it.

It's not her son who is tough, it's his mother.

...

After this incident, Xiao San no longer dared to think about the family tree. She was worried that her son would be rejected by Zhou Jiahui and her son in the future. She endured the pain of losing her daughter and went to serve Zhou's father at his bedside.

When he got better, she got a large sum of money for her two sons and deposited it in a foreign account.

She planned to take her two sons abroad to live the rest of her life when Zhou Jiahui and her son could no longer tolerate them.

Zhou's father felt sorry for the three of them and cherished his life even more.

After discussing with Mrs. Zhou, there was no need for any conspiracy. The Zhou family's property would be given to Zhou Jiahui and her son, and her children could just take the surname Zhou.

Old lady Zhou was worried, "Jiahui's temper is the same as yours and mine, she is very stubborn, and she won't give in unless you try to control her..."

"Let's try it first, and we'll talk if it doesn't work."

Father Zhou made up his mind and stopped trying to persuade the old lady. He found a day when he was in a good mood, invited the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren to the main courtyard, and told them about his plan.

Mother Zhou looked at Zhou Jiahui.

Zhou Jiahui gently pushed her son, "Tell grandpa what your name is."

Little Tuanzi nodded and walked to Father Zhou.

He smiled and said, "Grandpa, my last name is Zhou, the Zhou of Zhou Jiahui, my full name is Zhou Song'an, and my nickname is Zhou Zhou."

Father Zhou felt a rumbling sound in his ears, and his pupils shrank suddenly, thinking that he was too eager and had auditory hallucinations. He

stared at the little Tuanzi in front of him in disbelief.

His lips trembled, "You, what do you say your name is?"

Little Tuanzi turned his head to look at Zhou Jiahui.

Zhou Jiahui nodded at him.

"Grandfather, my name is Zhou Songan, Zhou from Zhou Jiahui, Songan from that Songan, Zhou Zhou from that rice porridge..."

Zhou's father looked up at Zhou Jiahui with red eyes.

Zhou Jiahui looked back at him with alienated indifference in her eyes.

"Father, don't be moved. I did this for my own purpose. My mother was delayed by the Zhou family all her life and she gave you two chances to live. She risked her life to fight for me, why should I give it up?!"

Zhou Jiahui walked to the little dumpling and touched his head. "I won't care before you die, but after a hundred years, Zhou Zhou will inherit the Zhou family. Does father have any objection?"

Zhou's father shook his head.

"That's good. The Zhou family won't disappear. I can give your grandfather an explanation when I die."

Zhou Jiahui said, "Okay, then we'll go."

She took Zhou's mother and Xiaotuanzi to leave.

Zhou's father hesitated to speak, looked at Zhou Jiahui looking at him, and forced a smile, "Bring Zhou Zhou home to see your grandmother when you have time. She... doesn't treat my and Xue'er's children as grandchildren except you."

Zhou Jiahui had a complicated expression, looked at the room where the old lady lived from a distance, and nodded softly.

...

Jiang Yanhong heard many people talking about the words coming from the Zhou family at the partner's cocktail party.

Go home and call Song Chengran who was working overtime at the company.

Song Chengran rubbed his throbbing temples and sighed, "Mom, believe in science, don't believe in rumors and don't spread them! Why do you suddenly believe in these weird things?"

"Those people say it with real eyes and noses, it's very weird..."

Jiang Yanhong saw that she couldn't agree with her son, so she simply stopped talking. Before hanging up the phone, she didn't forget to remind him, "Whether it's true or not, remember to call Jiahui home when you get back. I'll make her some stress relief soup. Did you hear me?"

Song Chengran even said he heard it.

After hanging up the phone, he shook his head and saw Li Shanhu lying opposite him with a smile.

Song Chengran shook his head and laughed, "Li Doudou, what are you doing?"

"I just heard you talking to my aunt about something about extending life with life. Are you talking about Sister Zhou's house?"

Song Chengran frowned and glared at her, "You heard that clearly. Have all the problems with the APP been solved? Do you still have time to care about this kind of nonsense that is spread by rumors?!"

"Why is it a lie..."

Li Shanhu wanted to say that there are many things in the world that science cannot explain, so what is extending life with life?

If she told Brother Chengran that the place they are living in now is a period farming novel, would he think she has a problem with her brain?

Her mother still has a space, isn't this even more weird?

But this is real.

"Aren't you busy yet?"

Song Chengran typed a few lines of code, looked up and saw Li Shanhu making faces, so he reminded her.

Li Shanhu looked at him, chuckled a few times, got up and left.

Forget it, I still won't tell Brother Chengran.

To her, this is the world of novels, and to the people in the world of novels, this is their wonderful life.

...

The next year, in the spring, Song Chengran and Zhou Jiahui held their wedding in a holiday estate.

For the first time, the Zhou family publicly announced Zhou Jiahui's identity as the eldest daughter, and cleared the name for her and her son Zhou Songan. The Song family doubled the betrothal gift, plus the shop, courtyard house, and land in the suburbs for the future daughter-in-law

, it came to at least 10 million yuan.

Seeing that the Song family was generous, Zhou's father and old lady Zhou did not skimp.

Many rare antiques, calligraphy and paintings, head ornaments and jewelry preserved by the Zhou family were given as gifts. As for real estate and land, it was worth 18 million. The