The deceased also had that watch on his body.
"I've discussed it with my mother, and we'll go back to Dengyuan tomorrow." Wen Zichuan poured a glass of water, using a cup with a straw so that he could drink while lying down.
"Return to Dengyuan..." Cheng Sizhou stopped drinking after two sips. He clenched the corner of the quilt with his fingers, and his brows were dryly twisted together, revealing several fine lines.
"I already know what happened at Dragon Ridge Mountain thirty years ago. When you're better, I'll tell you first. Then I'll go back to Dengyuan and prove my innocence to your master, your mistress, and your parents. My family is not a murderer, and I'm not a murderer's son."
"I know you're not."
Cheng Sizhou has always believed that Wen Zichuan had nothing to do with Jiang Anyi's death. Even if there were some misunderstandings between the parents of both sides, they could sit down and explain it clearly. He, a junior, should not be left to suffer alone.
But there are some things he can only think about and not say. He is the son of the Cheng and Jiang families, and he should be able to understand his family's emotions and difficulties to the greatest extent possible.
Now the master is seriously injured and in a coma, and his wife is in pain and anxiety. Dr. Cheng participates in the consultation day and night, and Ms. Wang earnestly explains the principle that estrangement does not separate relatives.
In this situation, who is Wen Zichuan?
Not to mention that he is Wen Duo's son, Wen Duo may also be involved in a murder case. Even if this is not the case, he should not consider Wen Zichuan too much and abandon his family.
At this critical moment, he suddenly came to Fengbo, which showed that he had not changed his bad ways and was extremely rebellious.
Seeing Cheng Sizhou holding his forehead with his hands, his eyes almost blank, Wen Zichuan leaned over and shook his hand: "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Cheng Sizhou closed his eyes. "What time is it?"
"It's almost nine o'clock, and you slept from yesterday afternoon until this morning."
It turns out that so much time has passed.
But this night, he had no dreams and felt that he had not had such a sound sleep for a long time.
"Zichuan, do you... really want to go back with me?" Cheng Sizhou's heart was beating uneasily. He ran to Fengbo not to take Zichuan back and hand him over to others for "judgment".
"There's no way to hide..." Wen Zichuan lowered his eyes and said softly, "Even if I don't look for them, they will come looking for me. It's better for them to look for me than my mother, right? My mother has been suffering from neurasthenia for many years. If she is stimulated again, her condition may become worse. I took the initiative to explain it clearly, and also to fight for a chance of 'leniency for confession' for my family."
"I feel ashamed when you say that." Cheng Sizhou had a severe headache and closed his eyes again.
Although the police have not yet given a conclusion on Mr. Jiang's case, they vaguely guess that it may be related to Jiang Anyi's death.
As soon as Mrs. Lin saw Wen Zichuan, she pointed out the Wen family. There was probably a hidden secret. If the police wanted to investigate, they would start with Wen Zichuan and Lin Hanzhen.
In order to give him a way out, Zichuan has already prepared to actively accept the "trial".
He obviously hated being framed and wronged the most, but in this matter, he never thought of escaping.
On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou returned to Dengyuan.
As soon as she entered the hospital, Ms. Wang brought the news: Mr. Jiang was temporarily out of danger.
"Really? Master has woken up?" Cheng Sizhou's eyes finally showed some light.
"Your master..." Wang Xinxin hesitated to speak. She had already kept it a secret from Lin Xin, but she was hesitant about whether to hide it from her son as well. "You've grown up now, I won't hide it from you. Your master was hit hard by an external force, causing cerebral ischemia. If he can recover within three months, then there's hope for improvement. If..."
"What if I can't recover?!"
"You will be in a vegetative state for the rest of your life. You must be prepared."
A vegetative state?! How could he be a vegetative state?!
Ms. Wang was wrong. Cheng Sizhou simply could not accept the news. The immense pain that spread throughout his body was like a steel machine wheel, crushing his internal organs. He squatted down in agony, holding his chest and retching.
"What's going on? Quick, help her sit over there, I'll get her a glass of water!"
Wen Zichuan was also frightened. He was dragged and carried to a chair in the waiting area. He saw that Cheng Sizhou's face was flushed with an unusual color, and his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.
"Brother Zhou! Brother Zhou! What's wrong with you?" He supported him and patted his back.
"I'm fine... huh, huh... I'm fine..." Cheng Sizhou was barely breathing.
Wang Xinxin was familiar with the place and quickly poured the water over and fed it to Cheng Sizhou personally.
When she was feeding him water, she discovered that Cheng Sizhou had a swelling on his forehead. Although it was obvious that it had been treated and applied with medicine, head injuries could be serious or minor and must not be taken lightly.
"What's wrong with his head?!" She didn't expect her son to tell the truth, so she stared at Wen Zichuan.
"I accidentally got hurt," Wen Zichuan lowered his head and didn't dare look at her, "for protecting me."
"You were fine two days ago. I told you to stay in the hospital, but you refused to listen!" Wang Xinxin was angry and felt sorry for her son. She wanted to scold both of them together, but because of their close relationship, she couldn't attack Wen Zichuan.
She parted Cheng Sizhou's hair, looked at the wound carefully, took out her cell phone and made a few calls, asking her colleagues to arrange a round of examinations.
"Okay, stop standing here and go back." Wang Xinxin said to Wen Zichuan.
"Mom, I'm fine, go ahead and do your work," Cheng Sizhou begged her, "I'll go and queue up for the registration myself, don't treat me specially..."
"What do you mean by special treatment? If anything happens to you again, will your parents live? Will your master and his wife live?!"
The friendship between the Jiang and Cheng families has lasted for more than 30 years. If something happens to Jiang Yunli, it is only right and reasonable that the Cheng family should take the lead and help.
What's more, Mr. Jiang's injuries recurred during his treatment, and Wang Xinxin couldn't help but worry.
If something happened to Cheng Sizhou at this time, she really couldn't bear it.
Before coming to the hospital, Wen Zichuan prepared himself mentally. He had decided that no matter what, he would stay with Cheng Sizhou to let his family see his sincerity, so that he could resolve the misunderstanding between his father and the Jiang family.
"Auntie, let me stay. I can help."
"What kind of help can you offer? You don't understand, are you making things worse?!"
A basin of cold water was poured over his head, turning Wen Zichuan's heart into an icy cave.
In fact, what his mother said was right. There were many doctors and nurses in the hospital. He knew nothing and would be a nuisance to them just by following them around.
"Mom, don't...!" Cheng Sizhou got so excited that he stood up suddenly, held his forehead and shook it twice, then fell back heavily into the chair.
Seeing her son in this state, Wang Xinxin was so anxious that she couldn't wait for her colleagues to coordinate. She quickly called the nurses in the duty room: "Come here, help me take him to the CT room! Quick!"
The first floor is the obstetrics and gynecology department and the pediatrics department. The nurse recognized Ms. Wang and immediately came over to help.
Several nurses put Cheng Sizhou on a transfer bed and sent him to the examination room. Wen Zichuan wanted to follow them, but was stopped by Ms. Wang.
"I'm sorry, I was just too anxious." Wang Xinxin's expression was more serious than ever. "We will take care of our family affairs. You can go back first."
"Auntie, his injuries were treated at the hospital in Fengbo, and the doctor said there's nothing wrong."
"Whether there's any problem or not, we'll know after the examination. Don't waste any time here, okay?"
Wen Zichuan understood the hidden meaning and knew that if he stayed any longer, it would only backfire.
He nodded helplessly, looked at Cheng Sizhou who was pushed into the elevator from a distance, then left the hospital and returned to Yangliu'an.
Although the rental house had been vacant for many days, it still retained the atmosphere of the two people who had lived there.
The clothes that had been taken off were piled up in the dirty clothes basket, and the garbage was not sorted or thrown away, and there were even snacks and instant noodles packaging residue mixed in.
It can be seen that Cheng Sizhou really did not go home many times, and when he did come back he had no time to clean up.
Wen Zichuan sighed, took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and used cleaning as a way to smooth out the unbearable stagnation in his heart.
An hour later, the phone rang.
Wen Zichuan patted the water off his hands and picked up the phone: "Hello, Officer Zhou?"
Zhou Han's voice rang out simultaneously from the receiver and outside the door: "I'm at the door. If it's convenient for you, open the door and we can talk face to face."
Zhou Yitang and Officer Shen had lived here for more than half a year. Zhou Han was also very familiar with the place and went straight to the door.
"Officer Zhou, please come in and sit here." Wen Zichuan saw that he had come here specially, which meant that there was progress in the case of Mr. Jiang's car accident and falling off the cliff. "Cheng Sizhou is in the hospital, he..."
"I'm not here to see him. I'm here to see you."
"You came all the way to see me?"
Zhou Han hummed, then continued, "Mutao Town, the closest town to Longji Mountain, is under the jurisdiction of Huaili City. The Huaili police contacted us and sent us some information. I'd like to verify this with you."
Only six days had passed since the search and rescue team found Jiang Yunli, and the case involved a joint investigation by two cities, which also spanned the Spring Festival. The police's actions cannot be said to be slow.
"What are these?" Wen Zichuan stared at Zhou Han's mobile phone interface.
"The rescue team found it while searching the mountain. It's temporarily in the custody of the Huaili police, so they sent us the photo." Zhou Han swiped the screen and stopped at a photo of a watch. "I thought you might recognize it."
"Watch?" Wen Zichuan searched his mind for memories. He couldn't forget this watch even if he wanted to.
When he learned that Liu Shixing and Cheng Sizhou had a relationship, he asked Brother Ji to find out. All the contracted artists of Xingyu Feiyu have watches of this style, which are worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and are enviable.
Not only that, on the night Liu Shixing kidnapped him, he punched himself. Although the sleeves of his winter clothes were long and covered his wrists, he still caught a glimpse of half a watch dial, which was exactly the same as in the photo.
Wen Zichuan was so angry that his teeth were itching. He could wear a watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he wanted to kidnap him and ask Brother Zhou for money.
But, could it be that the person who fell off the cliff with Mr. Jiang was Liu Shixing?! Impossible?!
Liu Shixing was convicted of kidnapping and extortion, but the final verdict has not yet been announced, so he should still be in the detention center.
He once imagined that when Liu Shixing was released from prison, he would definitely not be able to return to the entertainment industry. Would he come to cause trouble for them again?
If it was Liu Shixing who fell off the cliff and died, does it mean that he would never have this trouble again?
"Teacher Wen, Teacher Wen!" Zhou Han called him twice.
"Oh, sorry, I was a little distracted." Wen Zichuan pinched his right hand with his left hand, and then pinched his left hand with his right hand. He was frightened by the thought that suddenly came to his mind. It turned out that in his subconscious mind, he didn't want Liu Shixing to be alive.
"It's not Liu Shixing." Zhou Han was as sharp as a falcon and could guess what he was thinking by looking at his expression.
Wen Zichuan remembered that on the way back from Fengbo, Cheng Sizhou had said that the identity of the deceased had not been confirmed: "Is the deceased still unclaimed?"
"No, he was badly injured and it will take time to confirm his identity."
"What about the truck? Can't you find the owner based on the license plate number?"
"We did find it. The owner of the car was happily celebrating the New Year at home. The license plate number was forged."
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