Song Jingcheng pulled back the thin silk quilt, and Chu Zhi's tragic death appeared before the three of them.
Just as Captain Zhou said, Chu Zhi bled to death.
She was wearing an indigo-colored, dark-patterned, short-sleeved nightgown that exposed her arms and legs. At this moment, the skin and flesh of her ruptured left arm artery were torn open, and the wound had begun to scab over.
The same is true for the wounds on the aortas of both legs.
Looking at the old man's body on the bed, which was twisted, hideous, and even a little scary, Song Jingcheng shook his body.
Chen He supported Song Jingcheng in time, "Song Jingcheng, hold on!"
Song Jingcheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath before waving his hands and saying hoarsely, "I'm fine."
Covering Chen He's eyes, Song Jingcheng hugged her and turned around, saying to Captain Zhou behind him, "Take Madam downstairs to rest."
The scene was so bloody that Song Jingcheng was worried that Chen He would have a nightmare.
Captain Zhou subconsciously wanted to go forward to help Chen He.
Chen He took Song Jingcheng's hand, looked at him with clear and firm eyes, shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I've seen bloodier scenes than this."
The way Qin Yi died in the previous life was even more horrifying than the way Chu Zhi died in front of him.
Chen He turned around and said to Captain Zhou, "Tell them to send the old lady's burial clothes here. I want to personally wash and change her clothes."
Captain Zhou hesitated and said, "Madam, the undertaker is on his way. Let's wait for him to come and help the old lady prepare her remains."
Chen He waved his hand, his attitude firm: "The old lady was most concerned about her image when she was alive, so I'll do it."
Chu Zhi is a woman who always dresses neatly and puts on makeup when she sees her son in the middle of the night.
Song Jingcheng would definitely not want outsiders to see Chu Zhi's death.
So Chen He has to be the undertaker himself.
Captain Zhou was deeply moved. He said, "Then I'll go get some water."
Song Jingcheng said, "Zhou Ye, you all stay down there and leave this to us."
"...yes."
Captain Zhou stood outside the door, thinking back on what had happened in the past few hours, and felt it was all weird.
Song Jingcheng picked up Chu Zhi's body, and Chen He quickly removed the blood-stained bed sheet and replaced it with a new one.
Song Jingcheng went to fetch water.
Chen He took off Chu Zhi's pajamas. She stared at the old man's face, which looked shriveled due to excessive bleeding, and felt a little scared.
There are also some sighs.
Such a powerful figure in his lifetime became like this after his death.
In the end, dust returns to dust, ashes return to ashes.
Song Jingcheng brought a basin of hot water and handed a half-wrung towel to Chen He.
Chen He took the towel and bent down to wipe Chu Zhi's body. The couple did all this silently, and no one spoke.
After drying Chu Zhi's body, Chen He walked out of the bedroom, personally fetched the funeral clothes, and put them on Chu Zhi layer by layer.
After doing all this, Shen He was already sweating profusely.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Song Jingcheng put his arm around Chen He's shoulders and said, "Let the undertaker take care of the rest."
"good."
There were two undertakers in total, one male and one female. The female was the master and the male was the apprentice.
They carried professional tools and put on makeup and styled Chu Zhi's hair.
After everything was settled, Song Jingcheng personally carried Chu Zhi's body into the car and prepared to transport it back to Song Garden.
"Mr. Song!" Captain Zhou caught up and handed a tablet to Song Jingcheng. He explained in a deep voice, "This is the surveillance footage from the sanatorium building. Everything that happened in the old lady's room last night is recorded in here."
Taking the tablet, Song Jingcheng asked Captain Zhou, "Which nurse was on night shift last night?"
"It's Ms. Zhang, but before going to bed last night, the old lady made things difficult for Ms. Zhang again and poured a cup of hot tea on Ms. Zhang's face..."
"Ms. Zhang was icing her cheek downstairs last night, so she didn't notice what was happening upstairs..."
Song Jingcheng knew Chu Zhi's bad temper. The older she got, the more serious her mental illness became. She was indeed capable of doing something as vicious as pouring hot water on someone's face.
After thinking for a moment, Song Jingcheng said, "Find someone to take Ms. Zhang to the burn department of Fu'an Hospital for treatment. Don't let her get scars or be disfigured."
Whether a woman is beautiful or ordinary-looking, she always loves beauty.
"OK."
*
Chu Zhi's body was placed in the last ambulance.
Chen He sat in the first car with Song Jingcheng.
The two of them gathered together and opened their tablets to watch. This was the surveillance footage Captain Zhou had edited, and every frame was crucial.
The surveillance footage begins with a scene of Chu Zhi before she goes to bed.
She rubbed her chest with her hands and muttered, "My chest feels stuffy today, like something is pressing on it."
Ms. Zhang was originally helping Chu Zhi wash her feet. Upon hearing this, she said, "Then I'll pour you a cup of hot tea. You can drink some before you go to sleep."
Ms. Zhang brought hot tea and placed it on the bedside table. She carefully reminded him, "Madam, the tea is a little hot. Please wait a while before drinking it. I will wash your feet first."
Chu Zhi didn't say anything.
Ms. Zhang washed Chu Zhi's feet and when she was wiping her feet with a towel, Chu Zhi suddenly picked up the teacup and took a sip.
She shuddered from the heat, "It's so hot!"
Chu Zhi forgot that the tea was hot, but she blamed Zhang the nurse for having bad intentions: "You want to burn me to death on purpose, don't you?"
As she spoke, Chu Zhi poured the steaming cup of tea directly onto Ms. Zhang's face.
Ms. Zhang tried to hide, but she couldn't avoid the cup of hot tea.
Chen He frowned when she saw this scene. She said, "Fortunately, the temperature has dropped at night, so the tea has cooled down quickly. Otherwise, if this cup of tea was poured on my face, I'm afraid it would burn me."
Chen He has met Ms. Zhang. Fortunately, the burns were treated in time, and the skin on her face was just a little red. It is highly likely that there will be no scars.
Song Jingcheng said nothing and continued to look back.
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