"Song Yaoyao!"
Zhao Jingxiang was panting heavily, and he almost gritted his teeth as he uttered those three words.
While peeling an apple, Song Yaoyao's hand trembled, and the apple fell from her hand, rolling a large circle on the ground.
Zhou Shuyao, lying on the hospital bed, lingered suspiciously on the faces of Song Yaoyao, who was pale, and Zhao Jingxiang, who was panting heavily.
Song Yaoyao glanced at Zhou Shuyao, who was unable to move on the hospital bed, picked up the apple, wiped it, and awkwardly forced a smile. "Don't misunderstand, there's nothing between him and me. I just wanted to make you jealous, so I flirted with him. I'll feed you the apple later."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and pushed Zhao Jingxiang out of the ward.
Zhou Shuyao rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky while lying on the hospital bed.
She secretly mocked her, thinking that it wasn't that she didn't want to hook up with Zhao Jingxiang, but that he clearly didn't like her.
He had previously seen Song Yaoyao's excited tears when she learned that he could be saved, and he had thought that after she was discharged from the hospital, he would gently persuade her to turn herself in. If she could repent after turning herself in, he was willing to live a good life with her after she was released from prison.
Now it seems this woman is a leopard that can't change its spots.
Zhou Shuyao was curious about what secret this woman had with Zhao Jingxiang, so he forced himself to sit in the wheelchair next to the bed.
He rolled out of the door in his wheelchair, his eyes scanning the corridor.
Finally, his gaze fell on a corner of clothing peeking out from the stairwell.
Zhou Shuyao quietly pushed his wheelchair closer and could hear the arguing inside from a great distance.
"Song Yaoyao, you'd better turn yourself in right now, otherwise I'll submit the evidence that you killed the Niu family father and son, and you'll be the one who gets a heavy sentence!"
Zhao Jingxiang's voice was like a knife as he coldly threatened Song Yaoyao to turn herself in.
Song Yaoyao scoffed coldly, "Are you sure you want me to turn myself in? You helped clear away those pieces of evidence. We're in this together now. If I go to jail, you'll go to jail too!"
"You dare! If you dare, believe me, I'll have someone take your man's kidney and make sure Zhou Shuyao doesn't live more than a few days!"
Zhao Jingxiang gritted his teeth, but Song Yaoyao, facing his threat, laughed so hard her face was contorted. "Hahaha, oh dear, Young Master Zhao, you're too funny. Do you think your mother happened to come to the ward that day and heard me say that Ling Huanwu couldn't have children? It's because Comrade Su Haiting and I have long been comrades-in-arms on the same front."
"I received firsthand information from Comrade Su Haiting, saying that Zhou Jiuzhen has already chosen one of two options: saving Shuyao. As for Ling Huanwu, since your henpecked father didn't ask for help, no one will verify those fingerprints, and there's no evidence to prove her innocence. She'll never get out of here. Why should I listen to your threats..."
Before Song Yaoyao could finish speaking, Zhao Jingxiang grabbed her by the throat, pinned her against the wall with her feet off the ground, and she could only make painful "hoarse" sounds.
Zhou Shuyao's wheelchair was parked in a corner separated by a wall from the entrance to the stairwell.
Listening to the conversation inside, I was so desperate that I almost fell off my wheelchair.
He mustered his last breath and pushed his wheelchair back to the ward in a daze.
Lying back in his hospital bed, he felt a pang of heartache thinking of Ling Huanwu in the detention center.
After all the twists and turns, in this life, it was still him who ruined her life.
He recalled the three children Ling Huanwu lost in the hospital in his previous life, and the image of her dying painfully in the septic tank, and felt a metallic taste in his throat.
The next second, Zhou Shuyao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
This was the scene that Song Yaoyao saw when she entered the ward, her throat bruised and purple from being choked.
Zhou Shuyao, who had seemed to be in good spirits when she left, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood with a pained expression.
Blood instantly stained the entire pristine white hospital bed.
Ignoring the pain in her neck, Song Yaoyao screamed and ran out of the ward to call the doctor...
When Zhou Jiuzhen arrived at the hospital, he was informed that Zhou Shuyao could undergo surgery immediately.
The kidney has been extracted, and surgery is ready to begin at any time.
However, Zhou Shuyao refused to have surgery in his hospital room.
Zhou Jiuzhen rushed to the ward without stopping. As soon as he entered, he heard Song Yaoyao's hysterical and furious roar, "Do you know how much effort I put in to get you a kidney transplant? And you still want me dead!"
After yelling, she covered her face and burst into tears.
The mournful sound echoed throughout the ward, like a torrent of water.
"What's wrong? Shuyao, why won't you have surgery? Are you out of your mind?"
Zhou Jiuzhen looked at the man on the hospital bed, his face ashen and motionless, his heart and eyes filled with rage. "Do you know how precious this kidney is?"
Zhou Shuyao lifted his eyelids, his eyes darting around before settling on Zhou Jiuzhen. His next words immediately broke Zhou Jiuzhen's guard.
"Brother, I miss Mom!"
"I miss her, I want to go down and be with her!"
In an instant, Zhou Jiuzhen burst into tears.
He took Zhou Shuyao's hand, wiped away the tears on his face, and softened his voice to call her as he had when they were children, "Yaoyao, don't talk nonsense. Your mother hopes you will live well. Don't worry about the kidney transplant surgery. The expert who will operate on you has successfully performed several surgeries. You will definitely be fine."
But Zhou Shuyao seemed not to hear him. He just gripped his hand tightly, large tears streaming down his face. "Brother, can you... can you let me see Huanwu one more time? As long as I can see her again, I will definitely have the surgery..."
Zhou Jiuzhen choked up, unsure how to respond to his suggestion.
Song Yaoyao, who was standing to the side, covered her head and completely broke down.
She smashed the thermos on the table.
She even smashed all the canned pears she had painstakingly bought and specially prepared for him after his surgery.
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