Chapter 102 Pain
Seeing that the officer was getting excited, no one knew what kind of riddle the two of them were playing.
The girls didn't understand the ins and outs of officialdom, and they didn't ask many questions.
The two got up and went to the door, looking through the glass.
Lu Zhenyu was still unconscious on the hospital bed. Shen Jingsi, who was sitting by the bed, held her hand and gently stroked her pale cheek.
Shi Yiqiao's gaze shifted to the flat surface under the blanket, and tears streamed down her face.
“What should I do? I’m a little scared.” Shi Yiqiao choked up. “What do you think? What if she wakes up and finds that the baby is gone? Will she go crazy?”
Recalling that night, the young woman touched her pregnant belly, her smiling eyes sparkling like stars, saying that thankfully her child was perfectly healthy and that she was very happy.
Bei Tingwan felt an overwhelming surge of emotion in her chest.
“She must be in pain. She cares so much about this child, she probably won’t be able to get over it for a long time.”
Shi Yiqiao thought back to that night at Night Paradise, when the girl was filled with an aura of death, and at that time, she thought she was going to die.
Unexpectedly, when they met again, she had completely transformed, loved life, and was doing everything she could to live well.
Lu Zhenyu said that before that, she didn't know where to go in the future or what motivated her to keep going, because she was too tired, so tired that she couldn't see any hope.
It wasn't until the arrival of this baby that she gradually began to want to try living again.
She also said that she loves her children and her husband very much, and she wants this happy and peaceful life to continue forever.
But it was still broken.
Lu Zhenyu's renewed hope was shattered.
Bei Tingwan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Zhenzhen seems to be awake."
Shi Yiqiao wiped away her tears and peeked through the door, then exclaimed with delight, "Yes, she really is awake."
As the group of people on the sofa strode over, they saw Shen Jingsi inside the glass window repeatedly pressing the call button on the bedside table.
Doctors and nurses rushed in one after another, crowding around the bedside.
Lu Zhenyu, wearing an oxygen mask, slightly opened her eyes. After examining her, the attending physician removed the stethoscope and looked at Shen Jingsi.
"Chairman Shen, Madam has pulled through the critical period."
The man's breath caught in his throat, and he pushed through the crowd to stand before his wife.
It had only been three days, but Shen Jingsi's current state made Lu Zhenyu, who had just woken up, feel as if she had been asleep for three years.
His face looked tired, with swollen bags under his listless eyes and a stubble around his lips.
Shen Jingsi's pale, bloodless face finally showed some emotion after seeing that the person had woken up. When he leaned closer to speak, blood seeped from his chapped lips.
"Zhenzhen, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"
The fox-like eyes, which had been unfocused, slowly focused on the face above her head. Seeing that she was about to reach out, Shen Jingsi quickly helped her remove the oxygen mask.
As soon as Lu Zhenyu opened her mouth, her dry and sore throat was aggravated, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.
After a long pause, he finally managed to utter a hoarse voice, "You... are you injured?"
She could see gauze stuck to his shoulder, stained with blood, through his slightly open collar.
Shen Jingsi tugged at his chapped lips and forced a smile, "It's nothing, just a minor injury, it doesn't hurt."
After all, he was a patient who had undergone two blood transfusions. As his mind calmed down, drowsiness returned.
Lu Zhenyu's eyes were drooping again. "That's good."
Shen Jingsi, his eyes red, gently rubbed her face. "Are you sleepy? Close your eyes and sleep a little longer. I'll stay here and watch over you. Sleep peacefully."
Lu Zhenyu always remembered that before she fell into a coma, Shen Jingsi rushed over and shielded her and her daughter from a large rock.
Actually, she hasn't been completely unconscious these past few days; she just feels like her consciousness is trapped inside her body. She can hear external sounds from time to time, but she can't open her eyes.
Seeing that everyone was alright, I felt relieved. I nodded slightly, closed my eyes, and tried to sleep a little longer.
Her hand, which was under the blanket, instinctively reached to touch her pregnant belly, but when she touched the flatness under her hospital gown, she shuddered and her eyelids snapped open!
In an instant, all the blood in his body rushed back to his heart, and he choked on his breath, staring wide-eyed at Jingmu.
With his leg flaring up again, Shen Jingsi helped himself back to the chair the nurse had brought. When he looked up, he saw the girl staring wide-eyed, her lips trembling, her chest heaving.
Crimson blood vessels slowly climbed from the corners of her eyes to her pupils, and the ceiling became blurred through her tears.
Tears, one drop, two drops, connected in a line.
Then, looking at where her hands were... Shen Jingsi jumped up and grabbed the girl's stiff shoulders.
"Zhenzhen? Zhenzhen?"
"Well!"
She inhaled sharply, and Lu Zhenyu's tear-filled eyes moved.
Slowly, slowly she turned to him, her trembling lips parting slightly.
Is she still there?
Shen Jingsi's already shattered heart was suddenly gripped by a large hand that appeared out of nowhere.
He gasped, and froze.
I have never felt more powerless than I do right now.
Even standing outside the operating room, with her body covered in blood, she repeatedly signed critical condition notices, and even personally made the decision to sacrifice her child to save her mother.
Nothing compares to the despair felt in this moment.
The girl's brownish-red eyes stung Shen Jingsi, making his scalp tingle and his heart ache as if it were being stabbed.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to say, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged as he choked.
Finally, with a trembling voice, she managed to squeeze out, "As long as you're safe, child, we'll have more in the future."
"I'm... safe."
Lu Zhenyu seemed unable to hear her own voice; her husband's familiar face was distorted and blurred before her eyes.
The hand, frozen above her lower abdomen, trembled violently, causing the tattoo to quiver.
She dared not lower her hand again, dared not touch her now flat stomach.
Yet, one can still clearly perceive that it is empty.
It was empty and chilly.
The cold air seemed to freeze her blood into countless icicles, which, with each breath she exhaled, were like a barrage of arrows, piercing into all the organs of her body.
Her child, is dead, is dead?
Then why is she still alive?
Shen Jingsi looked at his wife, who was standing there in a daze, and tears streamed down his face from his already numb eyes.
His hands were also raised on either side of her shoulders, but he didn't dare, didn't dare to hug her.
At this moment, the girl was like a withered leaf that had endured countless winds and suns; a gentle touch would shatter it into a hole.
"Is she in pain?"
After a long, long time, the person in bed finally uttered this sentence.
Shen Jingsi shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
"You're lying!" Lu Zhenyu turned to him slowly, her voice hoarse, "It clearly hurts so much."
Her heart ached terribly.
It felt like being gripped tightly by a child's small hand, the thin, sharp nails digging into her flesh, drawing blood. The pain made her sweat profusely, her blood seemed to rush to her head, and her purplish-gray lips parted, unable to breathe.
Lu Zhenyu suddenly stopped breathing, her mouth open, her eyes closed, and she remained frozen in place.
Shen Jingsi's heart trembled, and he stumbled as he pulled her into his arms. "Zhenzhen, breathe, breathe."
The doctor immediately helped Shen Jingsi put an oxygen mask on Lu Zhenyu, but she raised her hand to stop him.
As the deep furrow between his brows deepened, his breath returned.
Lu Zhenyu gripped Shen Jingsi's collar tightly with the hand full of needles, her bloodshot eyes staring at him.
When a person is in extreme pain, the upper part of their throat swells and hurts so much that they can't breathe. They can't speak, and only tears fall like broken strings.
But Shen Jingsi knew that she was saying:
"My child, my child."
"My child is gone, Shen Jingsi, my child is gone."
Shen Jingsi's heart was almost numb with pain, and he held the person tightly in his arms.
"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well, I'm useless. You blame me, you take your anger out on me, don't torture yourself, please, Zhenzhen."
"I...I don't blame you." Lu Zhenyu gasped for breath, her tears seeming to turn blood red.
"I just want my child, Shen Jingsi. Please help me find her. I beg you, I can't live without her. I beg you."
This scene was so heartbreaking and so poignant.
The sight of the grieving couple weeping uncontrollably brought tears to the eyes of the surrounding doctors and nurses.
Those of them in this line of work are most averse to empathizing with patients, and it's been a long time since they've actually done so.
The wife's heart-wrenching cries caused the husband to strain to suppress his emotions, tearing open the wound on his back and staining a large part of his clothes red.
It hurts so much.
The pain was so intense that even Feng Jinheng, who hadn't shed a tear in decades, had his eyes well up with tears.
The two girls were already sobbing uncontrollably.
As women, even though they had no children, they could fully understand Lu Zhenyu's despair at that moment.
"Fuck your mother."
Si Wei turned away, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, rushed into the corridor, and shouted to his subordinates, "Tie up Tang Zhenming, Lin Xuli, and Zhang Pei! I'll make them kneel downstairs until they die!"
The subordinate swallowed hard. "Reporting to Master Si, the director and deputy director were both hospitalized after being beaten by Mr. Shen, and Mayor Tang..."
He has no right to kidnap the mayor; he's just a nobody...
The red-eyed officer, whose words could be described as ruthless and capable of devouring people, trembled and immediately nodded, "Yes, I'll take men there right away."
Feng Jinheng walked over and pressed his brother's shoulder, "Duan Hong is still in power. If you arrest them, be careful that this guy doesn't use the opportunity to cause trouble for the Si family."
Si Wuwei sneered, "He's a deadbeat who can't last long after autumn. I'll let him know what it's like to be in power. If he wants to kill me, I'll do it openly and honestly."
The brothers grew up together and their family ties, though frankly, were all mixed with self-interest.
But Shen Jingsi has always been loyal since childhood, and he is always the first to rush to the rescue whenever any of his brothers is in trouble.
On the contrary, when it comes to their own affairs, they try their best not to cause trouble for those around them and to shoulder the burden themselves.
Thinking back to the year the Shen family was almost wiped out, Si Wei was in England, and Feng Jinheng had just joined the Feng family and was still in the stage of being manipulated by the board of directors and the family. They had taken the initiative to ask the old men of each family to put in a good word for them, but Shen Jingsi never asked them for help.
It's not about saving face, it's about being afraid of being implicated.
This is a thorn that has been buried in their hearts for many years, and now it has resurfaced and is stirring again.
Judging from the commotion next door, it seemed that Lu Zhenyu had suffered a hemorrhage due to emotional distress.
Feng Jinheng closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
That's enough, that's enough.
We only live once, so why do we need to be rational all the time?
He beckoned to his subordinates, "Take my phone and come with me. If they don't hand over the person when they're on the ground, call Commander Feng."
"Understood." The subordinate took the phone and left.
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