If Lin Cuihua had been hoping for the best before, thinking that the young man in the cell next door just had a voice similar to her son's and happened to be called Wang Mingsheng.
Hearing Wang Mingsheng say that he wanted to see Zhong Chuchu before he died, Lin Cuihua was absolutely sure that his son was living in the cell next door, and she subconsciously shouted.
"Son, why do you want to see Zhong Chuchu? Was it that vicious woman who put you in jail?"
Perhaps it was because Lin Cuihua's voice was too loud and shocking that the prison guard frowned impatiently and spoke out to stop her.
"Lin Cuihua, I'm talking to the people in cell 13. Please don't shout. If you have anything to say, wait until we're done talking!"
At this moment, Wang Mingsheng didn't care about exposing his identity. He was already locked up in a cell and infected with HIV. He might go to hell soon. He didn't mind Lin Cuihua knowing that he was locked up in a cell. He spoke in the direction of Lin Cuihua.
"Mom, please don't speak too loudly and don't interrupt my conversation with the prison guard. We are talking about serious matters."
Lin Cuihua shut up completely, but a trace of unwillingness still flashed in her eyes. She pricked up her ears like a listening wire, listening to the conversation next door, and heard Wang Mingsheng speaking to the prison guard in a pleading tone.
"Comrade police officer, I'm sick and may not live long. Before I die, I have a request: I want to see Zhong Chuchu. Could you please report this to your superiors and make some arrangements?"
Lin Cuihua, who lived next door, felt a pang of fear in her heart when she heard her son say that he had contracted a disease and would not live long. She wondered what disease her son had contracted and how he looked like he wanted to die.
Before this, the only request was not to see his family, but to see Zhong Chuchu, which made Lin Cuihua sad and heartbroken.
Then I heard the prison guard standing at the cell door say.
"We will do our best to fulfill everyone's dying wishes, but I don't know if the person you want to see is willing to see you. But I'll report your request to the higher-ups. As for whether you can meet the person you want to see, that's none of my business."
After saying that, he turned and left. For someone like Wang Mingsheng who has to gasp for breath after speaking a few words, it is estimated that he will not see the sun for a few days. Even out of humanitarianism, the prison guards will help convey his request.
After the prison guard left, Lin Cuihua moved closer to the cell next door and asked cautiously.
"Son, how did you end up in prison? How did you get sick? Just now you said you were going to die soon and wanted to see Zhong Chuchu before you died. What's going on?"
Wang Mingsheng leaned against the cell wall, his face a pale hue. The HIV virus tortured him, making his life worse than death every day. If it weren't for his unfulfilled wish, he would have wanted to kill himself in the cell and put an end to it all. He could only endure the discomfort all over his body and said to Lin Cuihua.
"Mom, don't ask anymore. Knowing many things won't be good for you. You just need to know that your son is not wronged in prison!"
He resold the army's supplies, sold out the army's secrets, colluded with spy organizations, and had promiscuous relationships with both men and women. Each of these crimes would be a disaster for a soldier, and he committed them all. The fact that he was sent to prison and not sentenced to death was the greatest justice the law had shown him.
But it seemed as if God wanted him to die a miserable death. Even though the law did not sentence him to death, he was infected with the damn HIV virus. It could not be cured and he would not die in a short time. He could only wait for death in pain.
Compared to Wang Mingsheng's determination to die, Lin Cuihua became even more irritable and directly expressed her guess.
"Oh, I see. It must have been that evil-hearted Zhong Chuchu who sent you here. She had someone frame you, didn't she?"
Otherwise, how could his son, a good officer, become a prisoner? And she, a country woman, was sent to prison for just going to Zhong Chuchu's clinic and smashing it up. Zhong Chuchu, that damned bitch, is simply a black-hearted person.
Lin Cuihua had already cursed all the ancestors of Zhong Chuchu's family in her heart when she heard Wang Mingsheng's impatient voice coming from next door.
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? My imprisonment has nothing to do with Zhong Chuchu. It's all my own fault. I will bear the consequences. I want to see Shuai Chuchu because I have something to ask her. Don't throw all the dirty water on her."
If he hadn't been so unfair to Zhong Chuchu, he would have dumped her and wanted to climb up the social ladder.
If he and Zhong Chuchu had lived a good life, they would probably have been married and had children by now. Although they might not be rich, they should be happy.
With Zhong Chuchu's business talent, she will be able to make them live a good life. He just needs to serve in the army well and live his life down to earth.
But his ambition was as high as the sky, but his life was as fragile as paper, which led to his life becoming a tragedy.
"What? It has nothing to do with Zhong Chuchu, you did it yourself? Son, how many outrageous things did you do to be sent to prison and contract those nasty diseases you mentioned? What's going on?"
Compared to Lin Cuihua's full of doubts, Wang Mingsheng was too tired to speak, he said tiredly.
"Okay, I don't want to go into details with you. Just remember, my imprisonment has nothing to do with Zhong Chuchu. I wanted to see her because I had something to ask her. If you get out in the future and see Zhong Chuchu, don't cause trouble in her clinic. Go back to the countryside and live a good life. I will arrange the rest of your life for you."
Wang Mingsheng's words were like his last words. Lin Cuihua felt a chill in her heart and couldn't help crying.
"Son, what are you talking about? I always feel like you're leaving some last words. What kind of illness do you have that makes you want to die?"
Wang Mingsheng sighed inwardly at Lin Cuihua's words, with an irrepressible sadness on his face, as if expressing regret for what he had done in the past and his unwillingness to accept his life. It took him a long while before he slowly spoke.
"Okay, I've told you everything. I can't reveal the details. I'm tired from talking to you for so long. I need to rest. Stop making noise. Your ears hurt!"
After saying that, Wang Mingsheng closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the cell. No matter what Lin Cuihua said, he didn't say another word.
On the other hand, Zhong Chuchu took Wang Wenqin to the beauty clinic of Dekang Clinic, and personally gave her mother-in-law a facial treatment using the best products developed by the clinic. After that, she applied a mask from the same series developed by the clinic on her.
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