Zhou Jiuzhen's gaze was fixed on Chu Mei, his eyes cold and sharp, like a blade piercing Chu Mei's heart.
"Are you my mother? If so, I ask you, why would you disregard the lives of others and use their blood to save your precious son's life? Aren't other people's children's lives worthless?"
The man's deep voice reached everyone's ears.
Then, his gaze shifted from the pale-faced Chu Mei to the hospital director. "And you, director, is this how your hospital just draws blood from people without their consent? Will you harvest organs from innocent people and give them to the rich people in your eyes in the future?"
The hospital director was sweating profusely and waved his hands repeatedly. "How could that be? This... this was the nurse's own doing. It has nothing to do with our hospital. I'll fire her immediately and give you an explanation!"
Zhou Jiuzhen snorted coldly, his expression seeming to say, "Is that all?"
The dean's gaze swept over Chu Mei, finally settling on Zhao Tingguo. "Then...should I call the police?"
Once this matter is reported to the police, there is no turning back.
Chu Mei will be taken away by the police for questioning.
Obviously, everyone has thought of this.
This matter can be big or small, or it can be resolved by simply letting it go.
Everyone thought that Zhou Jiuzhen had vented his anger and, out of consideration for their family, the matter would be over.
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Jiuzhen nodded and said coldly, "Yes, report it to the police! Otherwise, if something happens, do you think you can just fire the person and call it a day?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Huanwu, who was lying on the stretcher, wanted to get up immediately and say that she was fine.
Before she could get up, she felt a warmth on the back of her hand. A hand gently squeezed the back of her hand, as if to comfort her or to subtly suggest that she not get up.
The shout of "Call the police!" caught everyone completely off guard.
Zhao Tingguo took several deep breaths with a stern face to suppress his emotions, and spoke gently to his son who had just been found, "This is your mother's fault. How about I donate a bag of blood to Comrade Ling, and we'll call it even?"
The dean chuckled in agreement, "That's right, you're all family anyway, it's no big deal for the sister-in-law to donate some blood for her brother-in-law, isn't it..."
"No, Xiao Wang, go and call the police!"
Zhou Jiuzhen had a gloomy face, looking like this matter was not going to be resolved.
Guard Wang responded and hurriedly made a move to leave.
Chu Mei panicked completely. She grabbed Zhou Jiuzhen's sleeve, her fingers trembling slightly.
"I was wrong, Er Gou, I'll apologize to your wife, okay? I just reunited with you, I don't want to get arrested..."
After saying this, her tears flowed even more fiercely than when she recognized her son.
Looking at his mother, who had no memory of him whatsoever, Zhou Jiuzhen felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.
The vicious words the woman had just spoken in the hospital room still echoed in his ears, like the whispers of a demon, making it impossible for him to accept her apology for the time being.
Zhou Jiuzhen opened his mouth, wanting to tell Xiao Wang to call the police, but then Chu Mei rolled her eyes and fainted.
In an instant, the ward was in chaos.
Zhao Tingguo hurriedly carried Chu Mei to find a doctor.
A group of people squeezed out.
Only Political Commissar Hao remained in the room, watching Zhou Jiuzhen carefully carry Ling Huanwu back to the hospital bed.
“Jiuzhen, you were too impulsive just now. How will Comrade Ling get along with your mother after this? You should have let it go.”
Political Commissar Hao tried to persuade him earnestly, but Zhou Jiuzhen tucked the blanket around Ling Huanwu, who was pretending to be asleep, and sat on the edge of the bed, thinking very seriously.
"Political Commissar, do you know what I remembered from this injury?"
Political Commissar Hao's eyes lit up. "You remember things from your childhood?"
Zhou Jiuzhen shook his head, a bitter smile on his face. "I remember it was my brother, Zhao Jingxiang, who pushed me into the lake. My brother actually wanted me dead..."
"So, I really don't want to go back to that kind of home!"
"You must have misunderstood your parents. We old comrades-in-arms actually know about your disappearance. They've been searching for you frantically all these years!"
Political Commissar Hao quickly sat down and explained to him, his tone firm, "Your mother loves you very much, but after you went missing, her personality changed drastically. She always felt that someone wanted to harm her, so she became cold to people. Sigh, it's also my fault. Back then, I wondered why you and Old Zhao looked so alike, but then I thought about your Stone Village and didn't think about it that way..."
Political Commissar Hao kept rambling on, so Zhou Jiuzhen asked Xiao Wang at the door to take him back.
As soon as he turned around after the person walked away, he saw Ling Huanwu sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him intently.
"Lie down now, what are you doing getting up? If you misbehave later, I'll feed you pig's blood, which you hate the most, to help you replenish your blood!"
Zhou Jiuzhen stepped forward to help her lie down, but Ling Huanwu grabbed him and hugged him instead.
Ling Huanwu threw herself into his arms and cried her heart out, her tears soaking his shirt and spreading into dark patches.
Zhou Jiuzhen thought his wife had been wronged and lost her pearl, and patted her back with a guilty expression.
Little did she know that Ling Huanwu was crying for Zhao Ergou, who had been pushed into the water by his brother.
Unable to accept this fact, Zhao Ergou, after suffering from a fever for several days and nights, chose to forget the past.
When she overheard Zhou Jiuzhen confessing to Political Commissar Hao that he was pushed into the lake by his own brother, her heart broke...
*
At the hospital entrance.
Ma, the bodyguard, hurriedly took off his doctor's white coat and headed towards the fried food stalls that were secretly set up in the alleyway near the hospital entrance.
At that moment, Qin Zhizhi held a golden, crispy oyster pancake in her hand, looking it over from all angles, unable to bring herself to eat it for a long time.
Seeing that Guard Ma had returned, Qin Jinshen leisurely asked him, "How is it? Is Zhou Jiuzhen badly injured? Is he feeling unwell?"
He ate the oyster pancake in his hand with elegance, and felt extremely relieved when he thought about how Zhou Jiuzhen had been hit on the head with a stone on the beach and bled profusely.
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