Seeing Song Jingcheng's distraught look, Chen He felt very sad.
She returned to the bedside, bent over and hugged Song Jingcheng tightly in her arms.
"Cheer up, Song Jingcheng." Chen He didn't know how to comfort Song Jingcheng.
After all, the relationship between Song Jingcheng and Chu Zhi is very special.
The words of comfort that may work for ordinary people have no effect on Song Jingcheng.
"This isn't a dream. Since Ms. Chu is gone, we must rush to the nursing home to bring her back and give her a proper burial."
Shen He's words completely shattered Song Jingcheng's dream and woke him up from it.
"You're right."
Song Jingcheng stood up and straightened his clothes. He said, "You should get ready too. I'll go downstairs to find Kang Bo first."
Chu Zhi passed away.
As Chu Zhi's only child, Song Jingcheng had to personally call Chu Zhi's family to inform them of the death.
Chen He quickly changed her clothes and went to the sanatorium with Song Jingcheng.
Captain Zhou and his subordinates all gathered in the small courtyard, including the three caregivers except Aunt Lan.
Seeing Song Jingcheng, Captain Zhou rushed over immediately and the first thing he said was, "Boss, Madam, please accept my condolences."
In fact, Song Jingcheng did not feel sad, but rather felt it was sudden.
Captain Zhou followed the two of them upstairs and repeated what they had said on the phone: "Ms. Chu sleeps lightly and rarely. She usually wakes up around 5:00 a.m. and starts to make things difficult for the caregivers."
This is normal.
"But this morning, until 5:40, there was no movement in the bedroom, so the nurse went in to check and found that the old lady was no longer breathing."
As they were talking, the couple had already arrived outside the door of the bedroom suite.
Song Jingcheng pushed the door open and was about to go in, but was stopped by Chen He.
Song Jingcheng frowned and looked at Chen He silently, "What's wrong?"
Chen He turned around and asked Captain Zhou, "Did the old lady pass away peacefully?"
Captain Zhou looked hesitant.
"Tell the truth!" Shen He's tone suddenly became majestic and powerful.
Captain Zhou didn't dare to hide it anymore. He said, "The old lady passed away in a very... tragic way."
Song Jingcheng's handsome face suddenly darkened. He asked, "What exactly is going on?"
Captain Zhou stammered, "The old lady lost a lot of blood. The aortas in her left hand and both legs were severed..."
"She cut her own tendons and bled to death!"
"What!" Chen He gasped, while Song Jingcheng had already pushed open the door and strode into the bedroom.
The innermost bedroom.
Chu Zhi's face was as pale as wax, and she lay straight on the bed. The nurse covered her with a silk quilt to hide her tragic appearance.
But the white sheets beneath her were already soaked and stained red with blood.
Looks shocking...
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