My Chu Chu is the most moving

Chapter 285 I Absolutely Forbid You To Marry Him
Chu Xinzhi simply took a shower and lay down on the bed.

No sleepiness.

His eyes were dry and astringent, and he could not shed a single tear, but his throat was sore and choked.

She took out her phone from under the pillow and clicked on the previous email.

Look over and over.

Safe.

What is the special meaning of these two words?

Whether Cheng Hao hopes she is safe, or prays for his own safety.

But why did you send it to her?

What happened before the accident?

Without Chu Xinzhi noticing, Sheng Beixian lifted the quilt and got into bed.

She didn't wake up until his arms wrapped around her waist.

Her calves were bent, and she was buried in his arms.

"North Xian." Her voice was soft, almost covered by the sound of rain dripping outside the window.

But Sheng Beixian still heard her whisper clearly, and rubbed his face against her cheek, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Chu Xinzhi showed Sheng Beixian the phone.

"This is the email Cheng Hao sent me when he was in a car accident. I don't know what his two words mean."

Sheng Beixian glanced at the phone screen.

Safe.

"Could there be more words at the end? It was an emergency and he sent it to you before he finished typing it." He guessed.

Otherwise, based on these two words alone, no one can guess what they mean.

As soon as he reminded him of the Sutra of Chu Xin, after thinking about it, it might indeed be what he said.

"One more thing." Sheng Beixian opened his lips, and his clear voice was like spring water, which miraculously soothed the uneasiness in his heart.

"what?"

"In the evening, Jiang Zhencong, the chairman of the Jiang Group, passed away." When he learned of Cheng Hao's accident, he sent a message asking Huo Tingshen to investigate the cause and effect of the whole incident.

The truth of the matter is confusing.

"Jiang Zhencong?!" Chu Xinzhi was surprised.

Isn't that Jiang Yilan's father?
His death has something to do with Cheng Hao?
Based on the changes in the relationship between Cheng Hao and Sheng Beiyu, she probably guessed that Cheng Hao and the Jiang family had grudges.

There should be a purpose for him to be with Jiang Yilan.

She had to guess that Cheng Hao killed Jiang Zhencong, and then someone found out that someone killed him to pay for Jiang Zhencong's life.

Is that right?

She wasn't sure.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems impossible.

Cheng Hao liked Sheng Beiyu very much, he probably wouldn't let himself fall into the abyss and leave Sheng Beiyu alone in pain.

What is the truth of that fact?
Chu Xinzhi hugged Sheng Beixian's waist, "Did you find out something? I want to know." At the end, she added, "Don't hide it from me."

She doesn't even feel sleepy now.

Fu Jingyao's words "he has been judged as a vegetable" are all over his mind.

Sheng Beixian sighed silently, stroked her soft hair, and said in a low voice, "Cheng Hao's real name should be Su Hao. 20 years ago, Jiang Zhencong killed his father, snatched his mother, and swept away all the Su family's possessions." Property. Cheng Hao’s return to China should be for revenge.”

Chu Xinzhi pursed her lips and remained silent.

There was a storm in my heart.

According to what he said, the Su family should have been a well-known nobleman 20 years ago.

No wonder she always felt that Cheng Hao had the temperament of a noble son in his bones.

It's a natural temperament.

Just like Sheng Beixian, he was born high and high, giving people the impression that he has always been an emperor looking down on the world.

And Cheng Hao gave her the feeling that he was a down and out son.

The occasional sadness in his eyes was quickly covered by a frivolous smile.

Sheng Beixian continued, "Jiang Zhencong's death probably has nothing to do with Cheng Hao. I heard from Jiang's servant that when Cheng Hao went upstairs to tell Jiang Zhencong to finish eating, he found him dead. He died in the study and was hung by a rope." Got up and strangled to death... Later, for some unknown reason, Cheng Hao suddenly rushed out of Jiang's villa, and he got into a car accident right after that."

I don't want to disgust Chu Xinzhi.

He naturally chose to hide the part where Jiang Zhencong was cut off.

After hearing this, Chu Xinzhi couldn't fall asleep even more.

Jiang Zhencong's death had nothing to do with Cheng Hao, so why did something happen to Cheng Hao?

"If you want to find out about this matter, you can only start with the vehicle that caused the accident." Sheng Beixian said, "It's raining tonight, and the traces at the scene should be severely damaged. It's not easy for the police to investigate."

Chu Xinzhi's heart was dull, and her breathing began to be difficult.

Something flashed through my mind suddenly.

too fast.

Want to catch but can't.

Sheng Beixian squeezed her shoulder gently, "Sleep, it will be dawn if you don't sleep."

Chu Xinzhi's eyes suddenly widened, and she finally remembered the image that flashed through her mind just now.

"Bei Xian, do you think Cheng Hao's accident is very similar to ours?"

Sheng Beixian was silent for a moment.

Chu Xinzhi reminded, "Didn't Qi Shaodong fake his death when several cars collided with each other suddenly and finally exploded?"

In the dark and silent room, Sheng Beixian's breathing stopped.

The black pupils tightened.

"Do you think I'm wrong?" Chu Xinzhi asked without hearing Sheng Beixian's response.

Sheng Beixian suddenly hugged Chu Xinzhi tightly, "Leave Cheng Hao's affairs alone, I'll take care of them."

Chu Xinzhi heard the tension and worry in his voice.

She was actually quite disturbed too.

She had a feeling that the back arrow that had been dusty for a long time became sharp again and could be shot at others at any time.

People in the open are defenseless, and they don't even have the power to fight back.

She is afraid.

The comfortable and warm days had passed for too long, and she couldn't stand any disturbance.

I always feel that at some point, the sharp arrow buried in the dark will shoot at her.

Chu Xinzhi curled up her fingers, tightly gripping Sheng Beixian's clothes.

The two stick close to each other.

The next day, early in the morning.

The autumn rain was continuous, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees. Through the bright windows, you could see a few falling yellow leaves lying on the ground in the backyard, mixed with muddy water, and it was extremely dirty.

Chu Xinzhi felt a little headache when she got up early.

I slept too late last night.

I didn't fall asleep until four o'clock in the morning, but I didn't really fall asleep.

Every time I feel like I'm falling asleep, I wake up for no reason.

She sucked her nose, blocked in a panic.

I have a stuffy nose.

Sheng Beixian immediately noticed that something was wrong with her. Under the quilt, her body temperature was higher than usual.

No wonder he is so sensitive.

It's because Chu Xinzhi's system is special, when autumn and winter come, her little hands and feet are always cold.

It's hard to warm up.

Sheng Beixian always hugged her to sleep, put her two little hands on his chest, and put her little feet between his legs to keep her warm.

When she woke up just now, she felt her body was hot and her palms were sweating.

When I touched my forehead, it was a little hot.

"Baby." He pressed his forehead against hers and whispered softly.

"Hmm." The voice sounded a little hoarse.

Her facial features were all wrinkled together, and she said hoarsely, "Well, my throat hurts."

Sheng Beixian was also nervous, "Maybe I have a cold."

He helped her get dressed three times and twice, and carried her out of bed.

Although Chu Xinzhi felt unwell, it wasn't so serious that he couldn't get out of bed and walk. He struggled to get out of his arms, "I'll wash up by myself, and I'll find some cold medicine and take it later."

Sheng Beixian was worried, and after she finished washing, he carried her downstairs directly.

Chu Xinzhi had a headache, was dizzy and dizzy, and didn't want to speak, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't help but said softly, "Put me down quickly, if my grandparents saw it, they should worry again. "The voice is still hoarse.

Before she had hypoglycemia and almost fainted, the family made a fuss for several days.

She was really flattered.

"Don't be brave. When you were walking just now, don't sway if you have the ability." He has never been sloppy with her body, and he can't tolerate her fooling around.

Chu Xinzhi: "..."

I didn't argue with him anymore, and stayed in his arms with peace of mind.

First floor, living room.

The two little guys were restless early in the morning, especially Yanyan, screaming and running around the hall.

Sheng Beixian frowned, and sat on the sofa with Chu Xinzhi in his arms.

Call a servant and tell her to get the thermometer.

As soon as Yanyan saw Chu Xinzhi, he threw himself into her arms with his short legs.

Sheng Beixian stretched out his hand, blocking the little guy out of a range, preventing him from moving forward.

The little guy opened his little hand, "Mama, hug."

"Don't hug." Sheng Beixian was very strict, "Play by yourself."

Yanyan pouted and sat on the side.

Chu Xinzhi stretched out her hand, stroked the short hair on the top of the little guy's head, and said softly, "Yan Yan is good, mom is not feeling well, so let's stop hugging."

The little guy didn't know if he understood, but he didn't make any more trouble.

The servant came over with the thermometer and handed it to Sheng Beixian. Seeing his hands sticking into Chu Xinzhi's clothes, he asked with concern, "Is Young Madam sick?"

Chu Xinzhi chuckled, "I have a cold."

The servant nodded.

Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng came out of the room and overheard the servant's words. The old lady asked, "Who is sick?"

The servant was about to go to the kitchen, "Young Madam has a cold, and her voice is hoarse when she listens and speaks."

Feng Wan walked downstairs, and when she heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched.

So delicate!
Last time I got dizzy for a while and caused chaos at home.

Now I have another cold.

Not surprisingly, the old lady had to be in pain like a baby again.

In short, if Chu Xinzhi has a minor illness or pain, it is a big concern for the whole family. If others take stomach medicine, they have to hide in the room and take it secretly.

It's so eccentric.

At any rate, she also added a pair of children to the Sheng family. Over the years, she has never seen the old man and the old lady treat her so well.

As soon as this idea came out, I heard old lady Sheng's slightly nervous voice, "Miss Chu has a cold? Is it serious? Hurry up and call Xiao Xu to come and have a look. If you are sick, you can't wait."

Listen, how tense is it?
Who hasn't had a cold?
As for?
Feng Wan thought to herself, with disdain flashing across her eyes.

Sheng Beixian didn't pay attention to Feng Wan's face, and answered for Chu Xinzhi, "I caught a cold when I got up early, maybe I have a fever."

Seeing that Chu Xinzhi was so lazy that she couldn't even open her eyes, Old Madam Sheng's heart ached even more.

Old Master Sheng gently ordered Aunt Lin to make the morning porridge more glutinous.

The two little guys sat obediently on the sofa without making a fuss.

Chu Mo just woke up, wearing a small royal blue jacket, came down from upstairs.

Walking to Chu Xinzhi's side, seeing that she might be uncomfortable, he gestured with his small hands in front of her.

Chu Xinzhi smiled and said softly, "I'm fine, just rest for a while and I'll be fine."

The temperature is taken.

Sheng Beixian took a look, and his lips were pursed into a straight line for an instant.

Chu Xinzhi took the thermometer in his hand, "Well, 37 degrees nine, low fever."

Sheng Beixian squeezed her neck harder.

Is this still called a low fever?
He almost wanted to pinch her little neck.

The dinner table.

Aunt Lin served Chu Xinzhi a bowl of glutinous eight-treasure porridge alone.

"The patient's mouth has no taste, so I added a little more sugar." Thinking that Chu Xinzhi doesn't like sweet things, Aunt Lin explained.

Chu Xinzhi took a bite, nodded and said, "Thank you Mrs. Lin, it's delicious."

Mrs. Lin smiled with satisfaction.

When she looked at Chu Xin, she felt a little more pity.

The young lady's health is also too poor, and she caught a cold when it rained lightly.

Ugh.

It's not okay to be like this at a young age.

Mrs. Lin was thinking in her mind, what kind of soup would be better to stew at noon.

Feng Wan took a few sips of porridge expressionlessly before realizing that Sheng Beiyu was not at the table.

She put down the spoon, and said to the servant who was feeding Yan Yan and Xiao Shuo, "Go upstairs and ask Missy to come down for breakfast."

Xiao Liu put down the small bowl slowly, at this moment, Mr. Sheng said, "Didn't you see that Xiao Liu was feeding the child?"

Just as Feng Wan wanted to refute, Sheng Yihui patted the back of her hand, signaling her not to speak.

Mrs. Lin said, "I'll call the young lady."

After a few minutes.

Aunt Lin came down from upstairs, "Missy is not in the room."

"Not in the room?" Feng Wan was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Where are you not in the room so early in the morning?"

I don't know about this, Chu Xinzhi secretly said.

Chu Xinzhi was taken aback when he heard that, where would Sheng Beiyu go if he wasn't at home?
Did you go to the hospital?
While eating, she took out her mobile phone and sent Sheng Beiyu a text message.

"Where are you?"

On the other side, Sheng Beiyu was sitting on a chair outside the ward when her phone rang. She took it out and saw Chu Xinzhi's message.

The editor texted back to her: "Kangcheng Hospital."

Seeing these two words, Chu Xinzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Just make sure she's safe.

In the hospital, Sheng Beiyu was leaning on a chair with her arms folded. Fu Jingyao took a bag of bread and a box of pure milk and put them in her arms.

"Seeing that you came early in the morning, you must have not eaten." He put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and sat next to her.

Sheng Beiyu put the food aside, turned to look at him, "When can I see him?"

Actually, Fu Jingyao wanted to say, so what if he saw it.

Cheng Hao is already in a vegetable state.

It is impossible to wake up in a short time, and it may never wake up.

Seeing it would only add to the sadness.

Pursing her lips, Fu Jingyao picked up the bread and milk she had placed on the chair and stuffed them into her hands, "Eat first, and I'll tell you when I'm done."

Sheng Beiyu froze for a moment, tore off the wrapping of the bread, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't choke on it." Fu Jingyao reminded, and by the way, he helped her take apart the milk straw, stuck it into the box, and handed it to her.

Sheng Beiyu took it in his hand and started to drink it.

Her eating movements are very inconsistent with her usual elegant posture of a young lady.

But it is also the most distressing.

Fu Jingyao frowned, and said in a helpless tone, "Can you eat slower?"

Sheng Beiyu didn't listen to him, and kept stuffing bread into his mouth, retching several times.

Like a storm, I stuffed a whole piece of bread into my stomach, not even a crumb left, and drank all the milk, not a drop left.

Just because of Fu Jingyao's words.

I'll tell you when I'm done eating.

Sheng Beiyu subconsciously thought that these things must be eaten until there is no leftover.

She looked at Fu Jingyao and asked again, "When can I go in and see him?"

Fu Jingyao sighed, there was really nothing he could do with her.

I didn't realize that Sheng Beiyu was stubborn before.

wrong.

In fact, she has always been quite stubborn.

She liked him for at least 12 years.

Cheng Hao, maybe her next 12 years.

but--

What if Cheng Hao never wakes up?
Could she just keep waiting like this?

"Brother Jingyao." Sheng Beiyu's call interrupted Fu Jingyao's thoughts.

He said, "A week later, I will make an exception and let you see him once. He is in an extremely fragile state now, with many wounds on his body. It is not suitable for people to move around in the ward, as it is prone to bacterial infection."

Upon hearing him say that Cheng Hao had many wounds on his body, Sheng Beiyu couldn't hold back his tears.

She still doesn't know his condition at all.

It can only be inferred from Fu Jingyao's words.

But Fu Jingyao refused to tell her clearly.

Fu Jingyao patted her on the shoulder, "Go back first, waiting here all day is not an option. I will inform you when there is good news."

Sheng Beiyu stood up, but did not leave.

She lay on her stomach and looked in through the small pane of glass in the door.

In the ward, there was a wall blocking the side, so she couldn't see Cheng Hao's situation clearly.

Only the lower part of his calf can be seen.

You can vaguely see many red burns and glass scratches on the exposed instep.

"Da da da--"

There was the sound of high heels walking in my ears.

"Excuse me, is Cheng Hao's ward here?"

very familiar voice.

Sheng Beiyu turned around slowly and saw Jiang Yilan wearing a beige trench coat.

The light-colored clothes set off her pale and haggard face, and the indigo daisy in front of her eyes could not be concealed even with powder.

Jiang Yilan also saw her.

I also feel a little surprised.

Why is the daughter of the Sheng family here?
As Cheng Hao's chief surgeon, Fu Jingyao stood up and looked at Jiang Yilan, "Cheng Hao is here."

Jiang Yilan intertwined his hands and asked worriedly, "How is he?"

Her voice trembled.

The father was killed, the family was in chaos, and the company was also in chaos.

Mom, second uncle, third uncle, and aunt were fighting over the family property, and there was a lot of trouble.

Only after watching the news on TV this morning did I know that Cheng Hao had a car accident.

I rushed over without even having time to eat.

Overnight, as if everything was lost,
She had a premonition that even Cheng Hao might be lost.

Fu Jingyao said without any concealment, "Cheng Hao was sent to the hospital last night and died of serious injuries. According to the judgment of many doctors in our hospital, he is currently in a vegetative state."

Jiang Yilan took two steps back.

vegetable?
"Doctor, when will he wake up? I..."

"I can't say for sure." Fu Jingyao said straightforwardly.

This news was enough to overwhelm Jiang Yilan.

"Can I go in and see him?"

Fu Jingyao glanced at Sheng Beiyu and said softly, "Sorry, I can't."

But Jiang Yilan still didn't give up. Seeing Fu Jingyao's badge, she cried and said, "How is that possible? It must be because your hospital is not up to standard! I'm going to take him to another hospital. No matter how much it costs, I will definitely wake him up!"

Accustomed to all kinds of unreasonable family members of patients, Fu Jingyao has long been immune to this situation.

He looked at Jiang Yilan calmly.

"Ms. Jiang, Kangcheng Hospital is the top hospital in China. If our hospital is not good enough to save Cheng Hao, then other hospitals will not be able to save him." He paused and said another possibility, "If you If you want to take him abroad for treatment, I advise you, it's best not to think about it, for him now, if he moves, he will die!"

Jiang Yilan didn't know whether he was frightened by his aura or by his words, so he didn't dare to yell anymore.

Of course she knew that Kangcheng Hospital was the hospital with the best medical level in China.

Just now she couldn't accept Cheng Hao's status quo for a while, so she said that.

"Please, doctor, let me go in and have a look at him?"

In the case of a vegetative person, wouldn’t the patient’s family members gradually regain consciousness if they talked to him more?
Is that so?
Fu Jingyao sneered, "Miss Jiang, am I a doctor or are you a doctor?"

Sheng Beiyu stood aside. Since Jiang Yilan came here, he hasn't said a word.

Jiang Yilan didn't pay attention to her either.

She was not connected with Cheng Hao at all.

Just think she is here to accompany Fu Jingyao.

The Sheng family and the Fu family belong to the four big families, and the two families have a very good personal relationship. It is not surprising that Sheng Beiyu is by Fu Jingyao's side.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was another sound of high heels.

Sheng Beiyu frowned.

Why so many people come to the ward.

Cheng Hao needed a quiet environment to rest. She dared not speak loudly at the door for fear of disturbing the people inside.

The person here is Mrs. Jiang.

Wearing a dark green cheongsam with a stand-up collar, she showed her curvaceous figure to the fullest.The slit at the hem reaches to the thighs, and the white thighs are occasionally exposed when walking, which is intriguing.

The weather was very cool, and she was wearing a thick knitted openwork embroidered shawl with a fringe hanging from the underside of the shawl.

With a well-maintained face, it looks like she is only in her early thirties, but in fact, Mrs. Jiang is already 46.

Jiang Zhencong had always been lustful, so the woman he married naturally had a pretty face and a good figure.

Mrs. Jiang's eye sockets were sunken, probably because she didn't sleep well last night.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Jiang Yilan's eyes were red, and it was difficult for him to accept the news that Cheng Hao had become a vegetable.

Mrs. Jiang glanced at her lightly.

The displeasure in his heart naturally showed on his face.

What time is it.

There was still time to cry in the hospital.

It's true that the bigger you are, the less sensible you are.

The company is about to be snatched away, and if she doesn't hurry up to plan, it is estimated that she will have to become a widow from a wealthy family.

"Where's Cheng Hao?" Mrs. Jiang's face was calm, without any fluctuation in her voice, "Before, your father gave him [-]% of the original stock, and I want to get it back now."

"Mom, what are you doing?!"

"Why do you still ask me?" Mrs. Jiang stared at her, "Do you know? How many shares do your second uncle, third uncle, and your widow aunt hold? Now they are rushing to buy the shareholders' shares. Shares, want to become the chairman of the Jiang Group!"

Jiang Yilan was silent.

Mrs. Jiang took out a printed equity transfer contract from her bag, "Where is Cheng Hao? I want to see him."

Standing outside the ward, Fu Jingyao said coldly, "This is the intensive care unit, please don't make any noise."

Jiang Yilan grabbed Mrs. Jiang's arm and whispered, "Cheng Hao..." She choked up a bit when she said this, "Cheng Hao was in a car accident, seriously injured, and became a vegetable."

"Vegetable?!" Madam Jiang exclaimed.

Fu Jingyao and Sheng Beiyu frowned together.

This person can't understand the words or what.

I told you not to make any noise.

Mrs. Jiang looked at the document in her hand, "Then what should I do? If I become a vegetative state, I won't be able to sign it."

Jiang Yilan frowned, expressing his displeasure at his mother's behavior.

When ordinary people hear her words, they should focus on Cheng Hao's serious injury into a vegetable, not his loss of the ability to sign.

"Mom, can you leave first?"

"No!" Mrs. Jiang refused without thinking.

Grabbing shares is a matter of every second, and those members of the Jiang family are like wolves and tigers, and they must be trying their best to persuade other shareholders at this moment.

After all, men have the upper hand in this kind of thing.

She is a woman, and the position of the chairman must be controversial. Only when she holds an absolute large number of shares can she have a chance of winning.

Jiang Yilan was already suffering enough, and really didn't want to argue with her, so she begged, "Mom, I beg you, can you go first? Cheng Hao needs to rest."

"Don't tell me, you still plan to marry this man?" Mrs. Jiang said with a cold face, her eyes widened, "He's a vegetable now! Vegetative, this is just a nice way of saying it, to put it bluntly, he's almost dead .I will never allow you to marry him!"

"Mom, this is my business, I make my own decisions."

"I am your mother!"

Fu Jingyao rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Sheng Beiyu looked at Jiang Yilan thoughtfully.

It was as if he saw himself in her.

Jiang Yilan really likes Cheng Hao.

She was thinking about Cheng Hao in every word, and she did not hesitate to turn against her mother.

She is also a poor person.

If she had prejudiced against her because of Cheng Hao before, at this moment, she couldn't help but sympathize.

At least, she still has Cheng Hao's love.

What about Jiang Yilan, what does she have?

Time was urgent, Madam Jiang didn't bother to tell Jiang Yilan more, she looked at the ward with a flash of her eyes.

Immediately, he set his sights on Fu Jingyao.

"Doctor, can I go in and see Cheng Hao? It doesn't take too long, 3 minutes, no, 2 minutes. I'll go in and come out."

"Mom, what do you want?" Jiang Yilan grabbed her arm again.

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand away, "Don't care about your business, don't interrupt."

Fu Jingyao looked at Mrs. Jiang with a cold face, and said the same words, "Sorry, I can't."

Madam Jiang choked.

Fu Jingyao was dressed in a pure white gown. He was originally a gentle and elegant young man, but his cold face was like a Rakshasa in white, with an imposing aura.

Mrs. Jiang did not dare to shout loudly in front of him.

I had no choice but to show a smile and whisper softly, "I will never disturb the patient's rest, I just want to borrow his hand and make a fingerprint."

Fu Jingyao: "..."

It was the first time seeing such a person.

Long experience.

Jiang Yilan also looked at Mrs. Jiang with an ugly expression.

Sheng Beiyu took practical action, took two steps, and stopped in front of the ward door.

"Madam, no matter what I say, I won't let you in."

Mrs. Jiang looked at her blankly.

Feel familiar.

For a moment, I couldn't remember who she was.

He asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Cheng Hao's girlfriend."

(End of this chapter)