"But the apartment is so small. Where could such a big person hide? Didn't the police search everywhere?" Mrs. Zhao expressed her doubts.
"That's the contradiction. But who else would hurt Xiaoheng besides the one who kidnapped him? The timeline of these two events is so tight." Father Zhao sighed heavily and said regretfully, "In the final analysis, I was careless and thought everything was fine. I should have taken him away directly at the time."
"Who did Xiaoheng offend?" Mrs. Zhao asked again.
"He told me it was a woman. He had that kind of idea about her and drugged her in order to do that kind of thing. As a result, not only was she sober, she also taught him a lesson." When Zhao's father mentioned this, he got angry. In the final analysis, it was because Zhao Heng was always hanging out with women. He who walks by the river will get his feet wet. This time, Zhao Heng hit a wall.
"Then he was unwilling to give up and sent people to arrest her, but they rushed to the door and tried to cripple his legs."
Mrs. Zhao had a complicated expression on her face after hearing this. She didn't expect things to turn out like this.
In fact, she and Zhao's father knew what their son was like, but they usually turned a blind eye and let him do whatever he wanted. After all, in their opinion, there was nothing that money couldn't solve.
"Don't worry, I won't let that woman go." A fierce glint flashed in Father Zhao's eyes. "When I catch her, I'll make her suffer a fate worse than death. How dare she touch my son!"
Just as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open with a bang.
The couple was startled by the noise and turned their heads to look towards the door.
The man was dressed in black, had a burly build, and had an expressionless face. He was holding a black plastic bag in his hand. He looked quite scary, like a gangster.
Father Zhao frowned and asked warily, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
The man didn't waste any words. He looked at the Zhao couple and threw the black plastic bag in his hand on the bed. "Master Yu asked me to deliver something."
When Mr. Zhao heard the words "Master Yu", his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had a bad premonition. The only person in Beijing who dared to call himself by these two words was the one from the Shen family.
Madam Zhao looked down at the black bag, reached out and took it, and with trembling fingers she opened it. Inside lay two bloody fingers...
"ah!"
When Mrs. Zhao saw what was in the bag, she screamed and threw the bag aside.
Father Zhao turned his head to look at the things in the bag, his eyelids twitched violently, and his face looked a little ugly.
He subconsciously clenched his hands at his sides into fists, "You are not talking about Mr. Shen..."
The man neither admitted nor denied it, saying, "This is just a small lesson. If it happens again, it won't be as simple as losing two little fingers."
Father Zhao already understood it in his heart, but he just couldn't understand how Zhao Heng could have offended Shen Yu. Knowing his son's usual social circle, he couldn't reach Shen Yu's circle even if he jumped up.
"Excuse me, how did my son bump into Master Shen?"
"He didn't offend Master Yu, but he provoked Miss Li, the person he should not have provoked." The man said and turned around and left the ward before Zhao's father could react.
"Miss Li..." Father Zhao looked at the other person's figure walking away, his steps staggered, as if all his strength was drained away in an instant, the blood disappeared from his face, and he finally understood what was going on.
He remembered that Zhao Heng had said the woman who kidnapped him was called Li Shu, so that woman was related to Shen Yu, and Shen Yu had had Zhao Heng's little finger cut off to vent his anger...
"Husband, the Young Master Chen you are talking about could be...?" Mrs. Zhao asked with a trembling voice.
Hearing this, Father Zhao looked up at her and nodded weakly, "It's the one from the Shen family..."
"Then who is the Miss Li he is talking about? How did Xiaoheng get involved with them?" Mrs. Zhao asked again.
Father Zhao rubbed his swollen temples and said, "It's the woman who kidnapped him..."
"What?" Madam Zhao was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, her brows full of shock, "How could that woman be related to Master Shen!"
"How should I know?" Father Zhao's eyes fell on Zhao Heng, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed. His previous arrogance had long since disappeared. The Shen family was someone they couldn't afford to offend. They could only swallow their anger. "What's the point of seeking revenge now? Let's just keep our tails between our legs. We should be thankful that Xiao Heng is still alive and that Shen Yu didn't do anything to our Zhao family."
He paused, his eyes falling on the two halves of the little finger in the bag, and then said, "I'll call the doctor to see if Xiaoheng can still be reattached."
Mrs. Zhao nodded in a daze, not knowing whether she had heard it or not.
Father Zhao sighed, shook his head, picked up the bag containing the fingers, turned and left the ward.
......
When Zhao's father returned to the ward, Zhao Heng had already woken up.
Mrs. Zhao was sitting by the bed, feeding him a little bit of water.
Zhao Heng had just swallowed a mouthful of water when he looked up and noticed his father walking in. He called out weakly, "Dad."
Father Zhao responded and casually placed the bag in his hand at the foot of the bed, "When did you wake up?"
"Just woke up a little while ago." Mrs. Zhao put down the water cup in her hand and turned to look at him. "Honey, what did the doctor say? Can Xiaoheng's finger be reattached?"
Father Zhao shook his head and said, "I can't answer it. The best time has passed."
Mrs. Zhao's body swayed, and her eyes involuntarily turned red again.
Zhao Heng listened to the conversation between the two, his gaze slowly moving down to his little finger wrapped in gauze. His eyes were unfocused, as if he couldn't fully accept the fact that his body was mutilated.
Father Zhao raised his hand and patted Mrs. Zhao's shoulder. His gaze fell back on Zhao Heng, who was lying on the bed. He said slowly, "This is also Dad's fault. If I had taken you with me at the time instead of letting you go back by yourself, perhaps this wouldn't have happened..."
He paused, then added, "But fortunately, you only lost two little fingers. It won't have much impact on your future life."
Zhao Heng stiffly raised his head and looked at him. He suddenly became agitated, his eyes widened, and his voice rose. "Dad, it was that woman Li Shu. It was that woman who called the helpers to capture me and cut off my little finger! Dad, I want that woman dead!"
"Shut up!" Zhao's father shouted, "Don't ever mention this again, and don't even think about seeking revenge on her. Even if you meet her in the future, keep your head down."
"Why?!" Zhao Heng was puzzled. "She hurt me like this!"
"Why... that's a good question..." Father Zhao's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know who the man who arrested you is?"
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