Chapter 287 It’s Okay to Have a Broken Leg, That Way You Won’t Leave Me
——"Li Jingshen, I've already been in hell..."
"Chen Zhichu!" Li Jingshen screamed in fear, "Stop the car!"
The driver subconsciously slammed on the brakes and was thrown forward by inertia. He was startled and looked back subconsciously. The tightly closed car window had opened at some point, and the wind was howling, as if wailing.
Li Jingshen was sitting behind him but Shen Zhichu was nowhere to be seen. When the driver saw Li Jingshen jump out of the car, he came to his senses and got out to see what was going on.
Shen Zhichu flipped out of the car window so quickly that Li Jingshen, with his left hand in a cast, had no time to catch her. He watched helplessly as she fell, her blood trailing a winding, mottled trail on the ground.
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Shen Zhichu felt that the fall had dislocated all his internal organs, and the bones in his legs ached so much that they seemed to be broken.
She didn't know where her coat had fallen, and her white sweater had rolled on the ground, covered in stains and blood. Her exposed skin rubbed against the cement floor, feeling as painful as scraping bones, and her whole body was burning.
My body was shaking with pain, and even screaming in pain was a luxury at this time.
Chen Zhichu curled up on the wet ground like a corpse, not moving for a long time. A car drove towards her, and just when she thought she was going to be run over, the car stopped with a "squeak", and the tire was half a meter away from her.
The moment Li Jingshen saw the car rushing towards Shen Zhichu, he felt cold all over, his breathing stagnated, and his heart felt like it was being grabbed by a hand and pulled down. The fear reached an unprecedented peak. Whenever he thought of Shen Zhichu dying in front of him, his vision went dark and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Li Jingshen rushed forward and picked up Shen Zhichu. He rubbed his face against Shen Zhichu's bloody cheek and felt her weak breathing.
"Why are you so stupid?" Li Jingshen held Shen Zhichu in his arms amidst everyone's strange gazes. His steps were disorderly, and his face looked panicked and helpless like a child.
This is what Li Jingshen has always been afraid of. When Shen Zhichu recovers that memory and her faith collapses, she will be a living dead.
No one knew better than him how much Shen Zhichu loved Bai Qiu, who saved her eighteen years ago.
He stayed at the moment when Shen Zhichu needed help and warmth the most, lit a candle, and warmed her for more than ten years.
That vague figure stayed in her heart for more than ten years and continued to beautify, making her willing to be open-hearted to a person who did not love her and hurt her endlessly.
He carried Shen Zhichu back to the car, took the tissue handed by the driver and carefully wiped the blood off Shen Zhichu's cheek.
Shen Zhichu's body was very cold, like ice. Fortunately, the car was driving slowly on a busy road. Shen Zhichu fell out and suffered some external injuries. They looked serious but could be cured, unlike the wounds in her heart which could not be cured no matter what.
The heater in the car was on full blast, but Chen Zhichu's body was still shaking, feeling cold and in pain.
He didn't dare hug her too tightly for fear of hurting her. The driver went out to pick up the coat that had fallen on the roadside. Li Jingshen took it and gently covered Shen Zhichu with it. She was covered in wounds all over, so Li Jingshen could only gently hold her cold hand and rub it slowly.
"To the hospital."
Li Jingshen hardly needed to remind him, the driver turned on the navigation and drove towards the hospital. One of the two people had an injured hand, and the other fell out of the car. No one knew where the bleeding was and where the injury was.
Shen Zhichu was not dizzy. The most painful part of her body was her calves. If her guess was correct, they should be broken. She thought it was ridiculous. Why couldn't she die even in such a bad condition? God really gave her such a worthless body that she could not die no matter how much she was tortured.
She closed her eyes and endured the pain silently, not wanting to see Li Jingshen's disgusted face.
Li Jingshen never dared to let her go this time. The moment before Shen Zhichu fell, there was no fear or panic in her eyes, only full of relief. When Li Jingshen thought about that dead look now, he felt a chill all over his body.
He wiped the blood off Shen Zhichu's forehead with a wet tissue, and muttered to himself in a hoarse voice: "I lied to you only because I love you too much, and I'm afraid you'll leave me."
"I originally thought that we could start over after you lost your memory. I know I made mistakes and I am guilty, but I really don't want to lose you. I love you... I love you... Chen Zhichu, don't leave me, I only have you..." Li Jingshen began to choke up at the end.
He felt like he had just obtained a priceless treasure, but before he could squeeze it to warm it, the treasure shattered from his hands. He tried to piece it back together to its original shape, but he could not make it complete.
"I am stupid, stupid enough to make the same mistake twice..." Shen Zhichu moved his pale lips, his voice so soft that it was blown away by the wind.
"After losing her memory, Chen Zhichu fell in love with you again, but you killed her with your own hands..."
She did not call herself "I" but "Chen Zhichu" as if she was telling someone else's story.
Li Jingshen closed his eyes, his mind filled with all kinds of things. Since Shen Zhichu was unwilling to stay with him, he could only use his own method. He didn't care whether the method was right or not, as long as it worked.
Various ideas had already sprouted in his mind, some of which were to make Shen Zhichu inseparable from him.
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Shen Zhichu was sent to the hospital for examination, and it was found that both legs were broken.
When Li Jingshen heard the test results, his temples jumped slightly.
The doctor said, "Your left lower leg is fractured, and your right foot is injured at the ankle. Both legs need to be casted. They will heal in 3-4 months. During this time, you need to rest well and remember to massage the area to help with the repair..."
Li Jingshen's eyelids jumped: "What will happen if I don't get treatment?"
The doctor was stunned by the question, and after a moment he said, "If you don't treat it, your legs will become disabled over time, and you'll have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."
Sitting in a wheelchair for the rest of his life and unable to move his legs means that Shen Zhichu can't live without him.
Li Jingshen said, "Then it's incurable."
The doctor's face changed: "This won't work. This leg can obviously be cured, so why not treat it?"
Li Jingshen replied, "I just want her legs to be crippled and unable to move."
The doctor felt a chill on his back and thought that the man in front of him was a lunatic. He was terrified and his calves were shaking with fear.
Li Jingshen just didn't want Shen Zhichu to leave, but he didn't want her to feel pain, so he prescribed a lot of medicine to relieve the pain of the fracture.
He thought to himself: If Shen Zhichu is willing to give up the past and live a good life with him, then he will let the doctor heal her legs. If she is not willing, then she can forget about standing up.
He had plenty of time to "make it up" to Shen Zhichu. Yes, this was just to make it up to her. Li Jingshen was paralyzed by himself.
Li Jingshen returned to the ward and looked at Shen Zhichu lying there, and said, "The doctor said your leg can't be cured, and you can only sit in a wheelchair from now on."
Shen Zhichu's expression changed slightly, and then he slowly immersed himself in it again.
Li Jingshen walked over to her, sat beside the bed, and gently stroked her legs: "Look at you, if you hadn't committed suicide and turned over, your legs wouldn't be crippled."
Yes, she brought this upon herself.
"It's better to have a broken leg. This way you won't think about leaving me. Shen Zhichu, don't hate me. There has been new progress in the gastric cancer surgery. Your leg..." Li Jingshen paused, "When your stomach is healed, I will find a way to treat you. As long as you listen to me, I won't harm you."
It's ridiculous, really ridiculous. The person who pushed her into despair actually told her that everything he did was for her own good and asked her not to hate him.
A drug was injected into both legs, causing them to lose sensation. It was as if the legs had disappeared, and there was no feeling when I pinched them with my hands.
Broken legs wouldn't be a big problem if treated promptly, but Li Jingshen was determined to keep her in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.
Li Jingshen carefully depicted Shen Zhichu's facial features with his eyes. Judging from his face, he was not a blessed person. He had small earlobes and thin lips that were lightly pursed together.
Chen Zhichu said nothing, staring at the blank ceiling as if he could make a bunch of flowers appear.
Li Jingshen's left hand was still injured, so it was not very convenient for him to take care of Shen Zhichu, so he called Mrs. Zhang to the hospital.
As soon as Mrs. Zhang saw Shen Zhichu's legs, she burst into tears on the spot. She sat by the bed, clutching a tissue in her hand to wipe her tears. She didn't understand why such a good person like Shen Zhichu had to suffer so much. Why don't good people have a good life?
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Li Jingshen would come to wipe Shen Zhichu's face and feed her every day. Although his hands were not convenient, he was still very careful in taking care of Shen Zhichu. He and Mrs. Zhang put her in the wheelchair, looked at her slender white feet, and Mrs. Zhang went to get socks to put on her.
"Let me do it." Li Jingshen took the socks from Mrs. Zhang's hand without saying a word, knelt on one knee on the ground and put on the socks for Shen Zhichu.
At times like this, he was always the most gentle, able to deceive everyone, as if the person who committed domestic violence and caused Chen Zhichu to break her leg, have a miscarriage, become disabled... was not him.
Chen Zhichu opened his eyes and looked at the lamp on the wall. His dark eyes were gradually filled with the light, and the dark figure of Li Jingshen was revealed.
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Li Jingshen specially asked someone to make the wheelchair for her. The seat cushion and backrest are very soft and comfortable. The wheelchair can only be moved with the help of others. The person sitting on it cannot move. This is also Li Jingshen's way of preventing her from getting hurt when she goes out.
Shen Zhichu's body has not grown back since the abortion. Now that his legs are broken, he eats and sleeps all day long, but his body is getting thinner and thinner. Especially his face, his eye sockets are sunken, and he looks lifeless.
Li Jingshen prepared a lot of things for her to pass the time, such as various books, Rubik's Cube, Nine Rings, picture albums... But Shen Zhichu had never read any of them.
She lost both her legs and the ability to speak. Ever since that day when Li Jingshen told her that her legs were crippled, she never spoke again, and her lips seemed to be sewn shut.
Li Jingshen accepted it quickly. He had only one thought in his mind: as long as Shen Zhichu didn't leave him, it would be fine.
She sat wherever the wheelchair was pushed, looking at the fountain in the garden and listening to the chirping of sparrows. This winter was destined to be the most difficult one for her.
On December 20th, 5 days before Li Jingshen's engagement, something was happening quietly that Shen Zhichu didn't know about.
Li Jingshen personally picked out a red cashmere coat for Shen Zhichu to wear. A phone call came in, and he answered it and said a few words, his face not looking very good.
After hanging up the phone, Li Jingshen squatted in front of Shen Zhichu and looked her in the eye: "I have to go out for something. Let Mrs. Zhang accompany you out of the hospital later. I will arrange someone to pick you up."
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