Rose Manor

Chapter 160 is life or death
The moment the truck hit, the window glass shattered and countless fragments flew, slicing Shen Jia Nian's cheeks and neck. There was a tearing feeling everywhere in his body, especially his brain, as if a hole had been carved out by a sharp weapon.

From the severe pain at the beginning to the point of losing consciousness, it only took a moment.

Hearing the girl's frightened scream, it seemed so dull in the rainy night. Shen Jianian opened his mouth, but couldn't scream. His body flew into the air with the car, and then fell rapidly.

I forgot who said that at the last moment of a person's life, the past will flash through his mind like a revolving lantern, which is obviously untrue.

At this moment, she was thinking of Fu Jichen.

He should still be on the plane, waiting expectantly to go home to see her, but unfortunately, she will never see him again.

Shen Jianian held the white jade lion tightly in his hand and closed his eyes. Tears mixed with the blood on his face and flowed down. He seemed to hear another "bang" and the taxi fell into the dark river.

The cold river water poured in through the broken car window, quickly wrapped around the whole body, and poured into the ears, nose and throat. The feeling of suffocation came suddenly and violently, without even a trace of strength to struggle, and the person just lost all consciousness.

The heavy rain was coming, and the vehicles on both sides of the cross-river bridge came to a halt due to the tragic traffic accident. Some people called for ambulances, some called the police, and some called the fire department.

In the chaotic rainy night, no one noticed that a man in black got out of the taxi. He turned around and ran anxiously. Before the ambulance and firefighters arrived, he jumped into the river to save people.

In this case, even a good swimmer who is well versed in the nature of water would not dare to enter the water rashly unless it is life-threatening.It is also possible that the person who fell into the water was more important than his own life.

It was also raining heavily in Beicheng that night. Even if the doors and windows were closed, the sound of rain disturbed people and made it difficult to sleep.

The mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, waking up Wei Ronghua who was sleeping lightly. She turned on the desk lamp, propped her elbows on the pillow and sat up. She picked up the mobile phone. A familiar phone number flashed on the screen, which allowed her to gather her scattered thoughts. .

Wei Ronghua subconsciously looked at the person lying next to him.

Fu Zhengyun drank a lot of wine at the dinner. He was not drunk when he came home. He drank a bowl of restorative ginseng soup and fell asleep. At this moment, he could hear slight snoring and he was sleeping deeply.

Wei Ronghua was still worried and went out to answer the call with his mobile phone.

"Why are you calling so late?"

She had told the person in charge of tracking that Shen Jianian would report any situation to her promptly, but it was really unreasonable to call him in the middle of the night, so there was deep resentment in her tone.

On the phone, the man's rich voice was full of regret: "The Miss Shen you asked me to watch just had a car accident. She and her car fell into the river. Firefighters are conducting search and rescue, and the ambulance has also arrived at the scene."

Even if Wei Ronghua didn't like Shen Jia Nian, he would inevitably be frightened when he suddenly heard that she had an accident. This is human nature.

"How, how could there be a car accident?" After being stunned for a long time, she heard herself asking.

"My car was following and I could clearly see that a heavy truck hit the taxi that Miss Shen was sitting in. Judging from the conditions at the accident scene, the chances of the people in the car surviving were slim."

Wei Ronghua was standing in the corridor when a gust of wind came from nowhere and chilled her whole body. She raised her hand and put it on her chest, her heart still beating wildly.

"In that case, you can withdraw. You don't have to follow me anymore." Wei Ronghua lowered his voice.

Whether Shen Jia Nian lives or dies has nothing to do with her. The car accident was an accident, which shows that she deserves this disaster in her life. She cannot blame others. Whether she can survive it depends on her own fate.

Even though he thought so, Wei Ronghua still couldn't feel at ease. He kept mumbling something in his mouth, but he didn't make any sound, only his lips moved.

There was a "clang" sound, and she was startled. The mobile phone in her hand fell to the floor. She bent down to pick it up, and the dim corridor light made her face pale.

Xiao Heting's death was the only evil thing she had ever done in her life. Even if Shen Jia Nian died, it was not her fault. She just asked her to leave Ji Chen and had no intention of harming her life.

There is no need for her to panic, no need...

Wei Ronghua kept hinting to himself that this matter had nothing to do with him, and his ups and downs slowly calmed down.

She heard another "clang" sound, and she looked up to the end of the corridor. It turned out that the servant had forgotten to close the ventilation window on the second floor, and the wind was blowing the window back and forth, making noise.

Wei Ronghua held his mobile phone in both hands, walked over in a daze, and closed the window.

There was a puddle of water on the floor, but she didn't bother to care. She turned around and went back to the bedroom. When she saw Fu Zhengyun getting up from the bed, her heart that had finally calmed down started to stir again: "Why are you up?"

A faint smile appeared on Wei Ronghua's lips. With her pale complexion, it was actually ugly, but she didn't notice it.She walked to the bed with her slippers on and put a hand on her husband's shoulder: "Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

The man often goes out to socialize and has some gastrointestinal problems. "No. I'm going to the bathroom."

Fu Zhengjun rubbed his forehead, stood up, and dropped the well-maintained hand on his shoulder.

Looking at her husband's back, Wei Ronghua was stunned for a few seconds. It wasn't until the bathroom door closed that she looked away, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, her body feeling cold from the inside out.

When the others came back and lay down, Wei Ronghua involuntarily leaned over and hugged her husband, trying to draw warmth from him and seek some psychological comfort.

Fu Zhengyun turned his back to her and asked, "Why are you not sleeping?"

Wei Ronghua did not ignore the loneliness that arose in her heart the moment he turned her back. She calmed down her turbulent mind and said: "The sound of the rain was too loud, which made her feel panicked. She went out to drink some water and found that the servant was not there. Just go and close the window in the corridor."

"Go to sleep." Fu Zhengyun closed his eyes after saying that.

Wei Ronghua felt empty in his heart, as if the wind was leaking in.She reached out and turned off the desk lamp, tossing and turning, thinking of many things that she had deliberately forgotten.

The night Xiao Heting died seemed to be such a rainy night.

The news spread back to Beicheng. Because of her ups and downs in mood, she had fetal gas and was sent to the hospital to give birth early.Being pregnant with twins is inherently more dangerous than an ordinary pregnant woman. She lay on the operating table all night, slept for two days and one night before waking up, and almost lost her life.

Fortunately, her two children were born safely. When the nurse came to check the ward, she also said that the children were not like premature babies at all, especially the boys, who cried loudly and loudly and would definitely be promising in the future.

However, her daughter was born with heart disease.

Obviously, I had been very careful during prenatal check-ups before, and the doctor was a trustworthy person. He always said that there were no problems with the two children and that the various organs of the body were developing normally.

At that time, she thought this was a punishment from God, and she was in constant panic. She couldn't rest well for a long time after giving birth, and she always woke up in her sleep, dreaming that Xiao Heting and her stillborn child were seeking her life.

In fact, she has never met Xiao Heting in person. She has only seen a few long-distance photos in the investigation of her information. She can vaguely recognize that she is a beauty. Otherwise, she would not be fascinated by the eldest son of the Fu family and ignore the wishes of his family. Make her your wife.

If she hadn't set up Fu Zhengyun and had a night with him after the family banquet, with Fu Zhengyun's persistence, someone else would be the mistress of the Fu family today.

In another room in the Fu family's old house, Fu Yuling was still awake and had just received a text message.

[The matter is done. 】

After Fu Yuling read the message, he curled his lips, pulled out the phone card neatly, walked into the bathroom, palm down, and gently released his fingers. The phone card fell into the toilet, and then pressed the flush button. The fingernail-sized card blinked. Disappeared without a trace.

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In Jiangcheng No. [-] Hospital, a soaked man in black leaned against the wall outside the operating room. He was completely exhausted. There was no trace of blood on his face, which was paler than the light.

The doctor took the surgery consent form and asked in the corridor: "Who are the patient's family members?"

The man stood up straight, pinched the fingers hanging by his side into his palms, and used the pain to stimulate himself to cheer up: "Her family members are no longer alive. If you need to sign, I will come."

"You are her husband?"

"No." The man's voice trembled, "But I can be responsible for her life."

The situation was urgent. The doctor spoke quickly and explained to the man in front of him: "The patient's current condition is very critical. She has multiple fractures in her body and a bleeding hole in her brain. She is still pregnant with a child who is less than two months old. During the operation, If you use traditional Chinese medicine, the child will definitely not be saved. We will do our best to save the patient, and you must be mentally prepared..."

He couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, he only remembered that the doctor said she was pregnant with the child.

Not daring to waste time, he wiped away the tears that blurred his vision, clenched the pen in his hand so hard that veins bulged on the back of his hand, and signed his name - Pei Che - on the surgery consent form.

When the last stroke came down, the tip of the pen almost cut the paper.

"Please save her, please."

Pei Che's voice was as hoarse as cracked silk, and it became very difficult to make a sound. His raised eyes were wet and red, with unbearable grief in them.

Rather than not being able to have her, he was more afraid of being separated from her forever.

(End of this chapter)