Chapter 156 He's Dead
"What are you shouting?"
Father Chu looked dazed for a moment and couldn't hear clearly what the person in front of him was calling them.
The next second, Chu's mother, unable to bear it any longer, raised her hand and slapped Meng Shuyue in the face.
"You ruined my daughter's reputation. Why should we apologize to you? Let me tell you, unless I die, I will curse you, a vicious woman, to die soon..."
Chu's mother no longer cared about her usual dignity and started cursing at Meng Shuyue.
Song Shixuan stood in front of Meng Shuyue and said to the police officer next to him, "Since she won't apologize, we won't reconcile. It was this old comrade who beat the man until he was covered in blood. We want a medical examination!"
Song Shijing was about to say something in agreement, but when he saw Meng Shuyue holding her chest with an unpleasant look on her face, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly reached out to help her.
He held Meng Shuyue, feeling her trembling, cold fingertips, and became more worried.
Two hours ago, after they found out that the liver donation from Hong Kong was blocked by the Bai family, they guessed that it was Chu Yanyan's doing.
Because Bai Qingfeng disdains to do such a thing.
But they knew that it was impossible for them to slap themselves in the face and release the liver again.
What Chu Yanyan wanted was to retaliate against them severely and suppress them.
So they took advantage of the situation and called reporters to deliberately anger Bai Qingfeng and force him to hit someone.
Then use public opinion pressure and negotiation to force them to transport the liver back safely even if they are unwilling.
Originally, Song Shijing thought that Chu Yanyan must hate him very much and wanted to use him as bait to implement his plan.
But Meng Shuyue forced himself to take a painkiller injection and wanted to come in person to expose Chu Yanyan's evil deeds.
Now two hours have passed, the effect of the medicine has worn off, and coupled with the new wounds on his body, the pain must have been unbearable.
"Shuyue, is the painkiller ineffective? I'll take you to the hospital!"
The police captain at the side also nodded, signaling them to send the man to the hospital immediately, then turned around and began to educate Chu's mother seriously.
"Comrade, you beat someone like this in front of us. Did you beat him like this just now when we were not here?"
"Did you know that this woman had just had surgery? Do you know what she went through to save the child?"
The police captain's words left Chu's mother speechless.
Finally, when he took out handcuffs and was about to put them on Chu's mother, Meng Shuyue grabbed the policeman and stopped him.
Facing the astonished gazes of Chu's father and mother, Meng Shuyue spoke slowly with red eyes, and the words she said were unexpected to everyone.
"I'm willing to reconcile!"
Song Shijing and Song Shixuan suddenly became anxious and didn't understand why she did this.
They could not offend any prominent person in Kyoto, but Chu's father and mother were also Chu Yanyan's accomplices, especially Chu's mother for beating her like this, they could not forgive her at all.
The two wanted to persuade Meng Shuyue, but she shook her head and refused.
Meng Shuyue did not go to see Chu's father and mother. She was afraid that if she did, she would blurt out that she was their real daughter.
Under such circumstances, her parents, who already hated her to the core, would definitely not believe it and would definitely use even more vicious language to humiliate her.
Now, she could no longer tolerate them saying any more hurtful or insulting words to her.
How much they loved her when she was a child, but more than ten years later, those slanderous words pierced her heart like a sharp knife, hurting her a thousand times more than the wounds on her body.
Meng Shuyue turned around stiffly without saying a word, her face already cold. Big tears slid down her swollen cheeks, hung on her chin, gathered and dripped little by little, and shattered on her bloody wound, just like her shattered heart at this moment.
The pain in her body had long been numb, but the unspeakable pain of being hurt by her loved ones was like an invisible knife that separated her body and soul, causing her soul to tremble with pain.
Outside the villa, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, illuminating the road they had come from with exceptional clarity.
Meng Shuyue couldn't see the road clearly, and his feet felt as weak as if they were stepping on cotton.
She thought of Song Shiyu who was still in the hospital awaiting surgery, and of Meng's mother who had said she would come to stay with her in the evening.
She had to go back anyway.
However, no matter how hard she tried, her body just couldn't hold on. Her vision went dark and her body completely went limp.
The only sounds left in my ears were the anxious cries of Song Shijing and Song Shiyu...
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Shen Jinxiao rushed to the hospital and saw Lin Shuang making a scene and throwing things around in the hospital ward.
Several policemen were standing at the door of the ward, watching the scene helplessly.
Lin's father wiped his tears and begged them to give him some time before taking his daughter to the police station.
The police were also in a difficult position and explained, "We understand that Comrade Lin was traumatized and have given her some time to recover. However, it has been so long since the incident occurred and according to regulations, we must bring Comrade Lin back for questioning."
Shen Jinxiao came in, shook hands with the police officer in charge of the case, and looked at Lin Shuang who was still smashing things out of control, and promised: "I will persuade her to go to the police station, you wait."
Several policemen nodded, and Lin's father patted him on the shoulder with tears of gratitude, then handed the ward over to the two men.
Lin Shuang threw herself into Shen Jinxiao’s arms regardless of everything, crying out of breath.
"Brother Jin Xiao, will you abandon me? Will you despise me? Can we get married right away? I'm so scared..."
She grabbed Shen Jinxiao's collar and almost collapsed, her crying irritated his nerves again and again.
Shen Jinxiao recalled the scene in the hotel where Meng Shuyue cried in his arms, grabbing his collar. He patted Lin Shuang's shoulder, his eyes numb, and replied in a stiff voice, "Okay."
At that moment, Lin Shuang, who was still crying, seemed to have taken a reassurance pill. She finally calmed down and obediently left the ward with the police.
At the hospital gate.
Shen Jinxiao stood at the intersection where the car accident happened that year.
He stood there with a numb look on his face, watching the cars coming and going.
An ambulance drove past him, the street lights came on, and he walked to the other side.
The ambulance stopped, and Song Shijing and Song Shixuan worked together to lift the stretcher and ran towards the emergency room.
Going in the opposite direction of Shen Jinxiao.
As soon as Song Shijing and Song Shixuan arrived at the hospital, they met the group of reporters who were previously in the Bai family villa.
After all, these reporters are not as in-depth in digging into entertainment news as Hong Kong reporters, and are more inclined to report on such heroic deeds.
After hearing Meng Shuyue's previous account, he rushed over to track the rescue process of this hero.
But now all these reporters were gathered at the door of the emergency room with heavy faces.
Song Shijing and Song Shixuan suddenly felt something was wrong. A huge sense of panic enveloped them and they were unable to react for a long time.
Watching Meng Shuyue being pushed into the ward and the moment the door of the emergency room was closed, they both rushed over with trembling legs. When they pushed through the crowd to see the situation in the emergency room clearly, they collapsed to the ground as if all their strength had been drained away.
Song Shiyu, who was originally lying on the operating table wearing a respirator preparing for surgery, was no longer visible.
Instead, there was a human figure covered with a white cloth.
Doctors and nurses stood in two rows with mournful looks on their faces, wiping their tears silently.
And the father who never cried in their impression was now throwing himself on the white cloth and crying heart-wrenchingly, like an old widower who had lost all hope.
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