mtl008 Chapter 21 Broken hand
Chapter 21 Broken hand
When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, he was already in the hospital.
Although her eyes were moving, she had not yet regained consciousness and she heard a conversation beside the bed.
"How is it?"
The deep voice sounded familiar yet dangerous.
"Third Master, it's okay. I guarantee with my career that Miss Lin's hand will be restored to its original state."
hand?
Hearing this word, Lin Zhiyi woke up slowly, and his half-closed eyes fixed on the sign on the white coat beside the bed.
"Head of Neurology, Wu Feng"
Very familiar name.
She remembered.
In her previous life, Song Wanqiu cut her hand while cooking. Gong Chen was worried and asked someone to invite the best director of neurology to examine Song Wanqiu.
That day, Lin Zhiyi got a chance to redesign the jewelry, but the gangsters who rushed out cut the nerves in her hands.
She begged the hospital to help her find the best neurologist, but was told that the doctor was taken by Gong Chen to treat Song Wanqiu's minor wounds.
She called Gong Chen and begged him, but Gong Chen said, "Can you please stop going crazy every time Wan Qiu makes a move? Lin Zhiyi, aren't you tired of this?"
He hung up the phone, and she lost all hope and chance.
At this moment, the doctor's face in front of him gradually overlapped with that in his previous life.
And standing next to him was the source of her pain.
"what!"
"do not come!"
"Go away! Go away!"
"My hand! My hand is broken!"
Lin Zhiyi's emotions almost collapsed in an instant, and she could not distinguish between her past life and this life.
She felt deep pain in her heart, and an unspeakable sadness filled every cell in her body.
She pulled the quilt tighter around her and twitched violently.
Gong Chen called the attending doctor and the nurse to hold down Lin Zhiyi, but Lin Zhiyi broke free several times. Her body seemed out of control and she resisted anyone approaching.
In order to prevent Lin Zhiyi from being injured again, Gong Chen gave Lin Zhiyi a sedative after obtaining his consent.
Gradually, Lin Zhiyi fell asleep peacefully.
Gong Chen looked at the pale Lin Zhiyi and asked coldly, "What's going on?"
The attending doctor said: "Ms. Lin seems to be stimulated and can't accept it for a while."
As he finished speaking, you could hear a pin drop in the ward.
There was a chill in Gong Chen's eyes, and the doctors and nurses around him didn't even dare to breathe.
Until a ring broke the silence.
Gong Chen glanced at the number, waved to the doctors and nurses, and they left quickly.
In silence, Gong Chen answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Chen Jin said solemnly: "The Zhao family spent a lot of money to bail out Zhao Cheng and has formed a team of famous lawyers. Maybe in the end it will just be a suspended sentence."
Probation means almost no jail time.
It is impossible for Zhao Cheng to be punished.
Gong Sichen walked to the window silently, opened it, leaned against the windowsill, lit a cigarette, and stared at the person on the bed slowly exhaling white smoke.
"Then let him out, understand?"
Gong Chen flicked off his cigarette and lightly decided Zhao Cheng's life or death.
Chen Jin said respectfully: "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Gong Chen put out his cigarette and sat down on the bed.
Perhaps because of the sedative, Lin Zhiyi slept very soundly, her little face buried in the pillow, looking pretty and delicate.
It was very similar to the way I leaned in his arms after that crazy night.
Gong Chen inexplicably raised his hand and wanted to touch her face, but when his fingertips touched her, they curled up.
Finally, he put his hand down.
At this moment, a message popped up on the phone.
Gong Chen frowned slightly, then stood up and left.
……
Lin Zhiyi was really tired.
Since her rebirth, her nerves have been tense all the time, and the mental torture made her sleep particularly restlessly.
Especially when she felt like someone was staring at her.
In a daze, she seemed to see a person standing by the window with a lit cigarette in his hand.
It flickers and I can't see his face clearly.
But when she opened her eyes, she saw a friendly female police officer.
Seeing that she was awake, the female police officer immediately explained her purpose: "Hello, I am the police officer handling your case. I came here this time because I have something to explain to you."
"Yeah." Lin Zhiyi stood up with difficulty, "What's the matter?"
The policewoman hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Lin Zhiyi, I'm sorry, the man who hurt Song Wanqiu was diagnosed with schizophrenia, so his confession is meaningless. You are fine, and he will be transferred to a mental hospital because Miss Song does not intend to hold him accountable."
"How can a perfectly normal person turn into a psychopath?"
Lin Zhiyi turned pale, unable to accept such a result.
As long as we investigate further, this matter must be related to Song Wanqiu.
The policewoman sighed and said, "It's very difficult to get it done even though the formalities are complete and it's authoritatively certified."
There is something in the words.
To be able to pull off something so authoritative, one must be a powerful person.
This person must be related to Song Wanqiu.
Then it can only be... Gong Chen.
Lin Zhiyi stared at the gray sky outside the window, feeling so depressed that it made her breathless.
Reality once again dealt her a heavy blow.
If she wants to defeat Song Wanqiu, she has to get past Gong Chen.
But how could she be a match for Gong Chen?
"You should have a good rest."
The policewoman sighed and left.
Lin Zhiyi sat there in a daze, as if in the next second, he would be plunged into the darkness that covered the sky and the sun.
It was unknown how much time had passed before she remembered to ensure Liu He's safety.
"Mom, I'm fine."
"That's good. The old man asked you to come back to the Gong family for dinner this weekend, so don't refuse. He is giving us a way out."
"I see."
After the chat, Lin Zhiyi lay back on the bed, casually flipping through her phone in her hand.
Suddenly, the photo sent by Song Wanqiu came into view.
In the photo, Song Wanqiu was leaning on the hospital bed, and Gong Chen was sitting beside her considerately.
The other man in the picture is Wu Feng.
"As soon as I said my hand hurt, someone invited a famous specialist to see me overnight."
After turning off the phone, Lin Zhiyi raised his hand and looked at it, feeling so funny that his mouth felt bitter.
After a while, the doctor came over to check again and Lin Zhiyi asked to be discharged from the hospital.
The doctor said worriedly, "Ms. Lin, you'd better stay in the hospital for a few days for observation. Don't let anything go wrong with your hand again, otherwise it will be difficult for you to hold a pen in the future."
"I will be careful."
Lin Zhiyi insisted on being discharged from the hospital because she had more important things to do.