【137. Parents】
The second operation lasted more than two hours.
Zheng Xuhe waited at the operating room door for two hours before the doctor came out.
Seeing the doctor coming out, he quickly stood up, bowed to the doctor and asked, "Was the operation successful?"
"The operation was successful, but it will take some time for you to wake up." The doctor patted his shoulder and said, "Mr. Zheng, we will take care of it. You can go back and rest first."
Any normal person can see that Zheng Xuhe is in a very bad condition now.
He hasn't slept a wink since Cheng Qingxing's accident.
He nodded, and the doctor left. Zheng Xuhe watched Cheng Qingxing being wheeled to the intensive care unit.
Watching Cheng Qingxing being pushed away, Zheng Xuhe's face darkened slightly, and a hint of fatigue and worry flashed in his eyes.
He followed the doctor and watched Cheng Qingxing being pushed into the intensive care unit until the heavy door slowly closed, separating the two.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the pain in his chest could not be relieved.
Cheng Qingxing's face kept appearing in his mind. If he could have been discovered earlier, or if he had not been allowed to move in in the first place, this incident would not have happened.
In fact, Zheng Xuhe has been trying hard to keep a distance from him after the show, but Qin Shaojie always makes him uneasy.
He himself realized that it would bring trouble to Cheng Qingxing.
Zheng Xuhe turned around and leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, staring at the ground with empty eyes.
His body was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing some strong emotion. from
"Mr. Zheng, would you like to take a rest first?" The nurse came over and said softly, "Mr. Cheng's operation was very successful. The most important thing now is for him to recover well."
Zheng Xuhe shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll wait here."
The nurse couldn't persuade him anymore, so she said, "Then we can go buy a bed next door. You can go and rest first."
Zheng Xuhe nodded and followed the nurse and said, "Hasn't his parents been contacted yet?"
"Not yet. I can't get through on the phone no matter what."
However, his mind could not calm down at all. Every detail of Cheng Qingxing appeared in front of his eyes, making him unable to fall asleep.
He sat up and sent a message to his secretary.
Zheng Xuhe: Pick up Cheng Qingxing’s parents. I want to see them before 5pm.
Before resting, he went to the next ward to take a look at Cheng Qingxing.
The face that was always smiling no longer had a smile on it, and it was pale.
"Cheng Qingxing, please don't die at this time."
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Xuhe woke up.
His cell phone kept ringing, so it woke him up. It wasn't a call from his secretary, but a call from the police station.
"Mr. Zheng, the kidnapper Cui Xiaohua has confessed everything. Do you have any other instructions?"
"Oh, so that's what it is." Zheng Xuhe rubbed his temples.
He asked his assistant to put pressure on the police station.
He wouldn't let that crazy woman off so easily.
"I'll ask my assistant to go over there. Thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, Zheng Xuhe hung up the phone.
Sent a message to his assistant.
Zheng Xuhe: Beat him half to death and then send him back.
He tidied his hair, then left the ward and went to take a look next door. Cheng Qingxing still hadn't woken up.
So I sent a message to my secretary.
Zheng Xuhe: Did you pick up the person?
He didn't reply to the message immediately, which meant he must have received it, so he went back to his home first, took a shower, and met his former father-in-law and mother-in-law.
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At five o'clock in the afternoon, the secretary brought Cheng Qingxing's parents over.
Cheng Qingxing's father has a straight nose and slightly thin and tightly closed lips, giving people a serious feeling. His mother also doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.
Mainly between them, there was a little boy following behind them, who looked only eleven or twelve years old.
Zheng Xuhe looked at the little boy with some surprise. His eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to Cheng Qingxing.
"It's their youngest son. They brought him here because there was no one to take care of him." The secretary whispered in his ear, "He is eighteen years younger than Mr. Cheng."
He frowned. Cheng Qingxing had never told him that he had a younger brother.
In fact, he rarely talks about not only his brother but also his own parents.
Four people were sitting in the living room, and no one was talking, so the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
The secretary brought tea to the three of them. Zheng Xuhe looked at the child next to them. If he was about eleven or twelve years old, he should be the age where he likes playing mobile games.
"Secretary Zhang, take your brother to the library to play some games." Zheng Xuhe spoke slowly.
"Okay." Secretary Zhang responded and took Cheng Qingxing's brother directly to the study.
The living room was exceptionally quiet. Zheng Xuhe took out his cell phone and called Cheng Qingxing's father.
"Ring, ring, ring..." The shrill ringing of the cell phone sounded. Cheng Qingxing's father looked at the lit cell phone number with an awkward smile on his face.
"It turned out to be a call from Mr. Zheng. I thought it was a harassing call." Cheng's father said in a flat tone and then hung up the phone.
Zheng Xuhe shifted his gaze from his phone to his weathered face, and then asked, "My phone number may not have a note, but Jinghai Hospital's phone number should be displayed."
Mr. Cheng's face obviously darkened, and Mrs. Cheng beside him also lowered her head silently. Neither the couple responded to him.
"This is such a big deal, there's no way you two didn't know that Cheng Qingxing was in trouble, right?"
No one answered him, and Zheng Xuhe felt inexplicably annoyed.
"What do you mean? Are you not going to take care of even your own son?"
Father Cheng remained silent. Mother Cheng sighed, took a sip of tea and said, "Cheng Qingxing, when has he ever cared about us as his parents?"
The living room was exceptionally quiet at this moment, and an incredible sneer appeared on Zheng Xuhe's face.
Did he misjudge Cheng Qingxing? Or is it a problem with Cheng Qingxing’s parents?
"You mean, he is not a good son?" Zheng Xuhe asked him back.
"He has never listened to us since he was a child." Cheng's father slapped the sofa, his cheeks and ears reddened because of anger. "He didn't even tell us in detail about marrying you. If he hadn't been on that show with you, we wouldn't have known that his ex-husband was you."
"This matter cannot be blamed on him. It was decided by the two of us." Zheng Xuhe took a sip of tea. "Is it just because of this matter?"
"He wanted to break off relations with us, can you blame us?" Cheng's mother asked him, "For more than 20 years, he never came home. After entering university, he just ran around outside. What did he get out of this?"
Zheng Xuhe didn't know what to say after hearing this.
Maybe it was really because it was a family matter and he didn't know how to intervene.
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