Chapter 113 He is dead, dead!
When the captain heard this, he had no choice but to open his mouth and swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Helpless, the captain had to continue searching in the water.
As time passed, Fu Quezhou's injured ankle became more and more swollen, until he couldn't even wear his shoes.
Secretary Jin squatted down and lifted up the corner of his trousers. She saw that the area from the wound upwards had turned black and blue, and it was obviously infected. After all, there were bacteria on the reefs in the sea.
Secretary Jin was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Mr. Fu, you have to go to the hospital. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid your foot will get worse."
However, Fu Quezhou didn't take it seriously. He stared at the sea and said coldly, "Even if I lose this leg, I will wait for Mianmian to come back."
Seeing him throwing a tantrum, Secretary Jin, who had never spoken harshly to him before, angrily scolded him, "Mianmianmianmian, is there anything else you can say besides "Mianmianmian"?"
"Do you think Mr. Su would like to see you like this?!"
I don’t know if it’s because Fu Quezhou is so fragile that he is about to break, but Secretary Jin has become bolder.
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou's expression froze and a trace of regret appeared on his face.
Secretary Jin saw this and quickly said, "So, you go to the hospital first. I'll let you know as soon as there's any news, okay?"
Under Secretary Jin's constant persuasion, Fu Quezhou had no choice but to agree to go to the hospital.
But because the injury had been delayed for quite some time, the infected part needed to be scraped off, which meant surgery was required.
During the three days from Fu Quezhou's surgery to his hospitalization, the rescue team was always busy.
The two groups took turns coming. At this point they no longer expected to find anyone alive. At least they would be lucky if they could find the body.
Just when the rescue team was about to give up, a colleague's exclamation stopped him from leaving.
"Captain! We've found something!"
The captain quickly drove the yacht over and finally stopped in an area full of reefs that the yacht could not enter.
He ran over and saw his colleague pointing at a stranded male corpse and saying:
"There is a floating corpse here, but its face has been gnawed beyond recognition by fish, so its identity cannot be confirmed."
The captain frowned as he looked at the floating corpse, which had already shown signs of gigantism due to being soaked in sea water.
"Whether it's true or not, take it back and let the employer confirm it first."
"good."
Several people worked together to lift the floating corpse onto the yacht and then drove it back to the shore.
Secretary Jin has been staying here since he sent Fu Quezhou to the hospital.
Seeing the rescue team coming back, he hurried over and asked, "How is it? Did you find it?"
The captain glanced at him, opened his mouth as if he was about to speak, and finally nodded slightly, "I found it, but you still need to confirm it yourself."
Hearing this, Secretary Jin's heart skipped a beat and sank.
It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of this.
“…Where…?” he asked with a trembling voice.
"Come with me."
The captain took him to the yacht. At this time, the floating corpse had been carried down by rescuers and placed on the beach.
Secretary Jin slowly approached. The face of the floating corpse was disfigured beyond recognition, and its height and body shape matched Su Yumian's.
Moreover, the blue jacket that Su Yumian was wearing when he jumped off the cliff was now perfectly placed on the floating corpse.
If it’s not him, who else could it be?
In an instant, Secretary Jin's face turned pale, his legs softened, and he knelt down straight.
The rescue team leader saw that he was as weak as an eggplant hit by frost and immediately understood.
It seems I found it.
At this moment, all the rescuers bowed their heads in silence to mourn for the deceased.
Secretary Jin knelt on the wet gravel for a long time without recovering, and the rescuers did not disturb him.
A few minutes later, Secretary Jin's voice was heard, but it was filled with endless sorrow.
"Captain, please help me send the body to the funeral home. I will transfer the money to your card on time. Thank you for your hard work these past few days."
The captain lowered his head, a look of sympathy on his face, and said, "...Okay."
The captain then called two people over to help him lift Su Yumian's body onto the rescue vehicle, and then the rescue team drove away.
Then Secretary Jin slowly stood up and went to the hospital alone.
He stopped at the door of Fu Quezhou's ward, hesitating whether to push the door open and go in.
Because he was afraid that Fu Quezhou would not be able to accept it.
Whether he said it or not, Fu Quezhou had reason to know.
After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.
In the ward, Fu Quezhou was half lying on the bed, looking out the window with his head tilted to the side.
The curtains were half open, and the evening sun shone over the windowsill like a pool of blood, nailing Fu Quezhou's shadow to the pale wall.
At this moment, it would not be an exaggeration to describe Fu Quezhou as a lonely man. He didn't even notice when Secretary Jin came in.
Secretary Jin felt a pain in his heart, and his voice became hoarse as he uttered the words he had been brewing for a long time with difficulty.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Su... has been found."
Fu Quezhou, who was daydreaming, suddenly turned around when he heard this, and a hint of joy finally appeared on his originally expressionless face.
"Where is he?" he asked anxiously.
Seeing him like this, Secretary Jin couldn't bear to say the rest of the words.
He opened his mouth, then closed his eyes and said, "The body... has been sent to the funeral home."
As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Quezhou felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his world instantly became silent.
Secretary Jin's word "corpse" was like a swollen sponge, blocking his ears.
He could only see Secretary Jin's mouth moving, but could not hear any sound.
After a long while, Secretary Jin's voice was heard again, "...So, I asked the rescue team to send the body to the funeral home first."
Fu Quezhou pulled back the quilt and pulled out the infusion needle from the back of his hand, letting the blood drip down the back of his hand.
"I don't believe what you said. I want to go and confirm it myself."
As he was about to get out of bed, he was stopped by Secretary Jin, "Mr. Fu, you just had surgery on your foot and you can't walk yet!"
"open."
Fu Quezhou pushed him away with force and staggered two steps forward, but the severe pain in his feet made him frown.
But he endured it and dragged himself towards the ward door.
Secretary Jin saw that he was so stubborn and stepped forward to stop him, "Mr. Fu, your foot..."
“Get out of here!!”
Fu Quezhou roared at him and pushed him hard.
Seeing that he hadn't accepted the reality, Secretary Jin's voice suddenly rose, "Enough!!"
“He’s dead, dead!!”
Fu Quezhou was stunned and his face instantly turned gloomy. How many times has Secretary Jin yelled at him?
"Bullshit! Even if everyone in the world were to die, Mian Mian would not die!!"
“Bang!”
Secretary Jin raised his hand and slapped him in desperation.
Fu Quezhou was beaten and was stunned for a moment. How dare Secretary Jin hit him?
His sinister eyes stared at Secretary Jin, but he just stared without taking any further action.
In the past, he would have fought back.
But now, he just wanted to find his Mianmian.
"…roll."
A low and hoarse voice came out of Fu Quezhou's mouth.
He pushed Secretary Jin aside and moved towards the door, but he had just had surgery after all, and his injured foot could not support his body at all.
The next second, his knees hit the floor hard.
He tried to stand up, but failed after several attempts. In the end, he had no choice but to move by crawling.
Seeing this, Secretary Jin pursed his thin lips into a straight line. He now doubted whether his decision was right or wrong.
He walked over quickly, helped Fu Quezhou up, and said with a hint of sadness in his voice, "Okay, I'll take you there."
Secretary Jin carried Fu Quezhou downstairs and got in the car and arrived at the funeral home fifteen minutes later.
At this time, there was a body rack in the middle of the funeral home lobby, with a corpse lying on it, covered with a layer of white cloth.
Fu Quezhou signaled Secretary Jin to help him over.
Every step he took was as if it weighed a thousand pounds, slow and heavy, and he kept repeating to himself that the person lying there must not be his Mian Mian.
Finally arriving next to the corpse, Fu Quezhou reached out his trembling hand to lift the white cloth.
“Crash!”
The white cloth was suddenly lifted, and the corpse with its face rotten beyond recognition appeared naked before his eyes.
The same figure and the same color coat all told Fu Quezhou that this person was his Mian Mian.
He staggered back a step, shaking his head repeatedly, "No, this isn't Mian Mian, this is fake...!"
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, remembering that Su Yumian had a black mole on the sole of her foot.
He hurried around to the feet of the corpse. Only a pair of black socks were left on the feet, and the shoes were missing.
He stretched out his trembling hands to take off the socks on the corpse's feet. As the socks were taken off bit by bit, the black mole on the sole of the left foot appeared clearly in front of him.
He was instantly struck by lightning, the color on his face instantly faded to pale, and then he felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat.
The next second——
"puff!"
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, staining the white cloth red, and Fu Quezhou knelt down directly.
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