"With your words, I can free my hands and feet to save people."
The doctor patted his shoulder, turned and walked towards the operating room.
That night, the lights in the hospital's operating room were kept on, and Jin Hengchuan's heart kept hanging on.
In the operating room, Song Wei felt like she had had a long, long dream.
In the dream, she returned to her previous life, but she could not control her words and actions.
She could only watch as she tried her best to please Li Shulan and begged her to give her some maternal love.
She also saw that she loved Kong Qi like a demon, lowering her bottom line again and again for him, and finally died on him and Zhang Mingzhu.
And these were not the things that devastated her the most.
What made her collapse the most was that she witnessed another scene of Jin Hengchuan committing suicide for love.
No, she cannot accept this life.
She could endure anything but Jin Hengchuan's tragic death.
Jin Hengchuan is so excellent, so gentle, and loves her so much...
How could he die so miserably?
"Jin Hengchuan, please, don't die..."
After an unknown amount of time, Song Wei finally broke through the confinement and came to a vast wilderness.
She was walking forward in the wasteland, with no way out and no focus. The driving force that kept her going was Jin Hengchuan. She wanted to find him and return to him.
She said she would make it up to him, but she hasn't fulfilled her promise yet.
"Weiwei, Weiwei..."
As time went by, Song Wei's mind became more and more trance-like, and it seemed that she... couldn't hold on any longer.
But at this time, a pair of big hands actually tore through the sky above her head and stretched out in front of her eyes.
"Weiwei, can you hear my voice? Open your eyes and look at me, okay?"
She heard someone calling his name behind the curtain, the voice gentle and caring.
"Jin Hengchuan..."
Song Wei burst into tears, and her tired soul finally found its home.
She put her hand on the big palm in front of her, and at the same time, she slowly opened her eyes while lying on the hospital bed.
"Weiwei, you finally woke up!"
Jin Hengchuan had been staying by her side. When he saw that she was making any movement, he quickly got up and went to find a doctor.
What followed was another period of chaos.
After the doctor checked her body, Song Wei endured the discomfort and talked a lot with Jin Hengchuan, basically understanding her current situation.
She has been in a coma for three days. The place she is staying in is the VIP ward of the hospital. This ward was arranged for her by Hou Xingye and Qin Wanmin.
Well, that's right, Hou Xingye and Qin Wanmin both received the news that she was injured.
When he learned that she was injured, Jin Hengchuan was by his side, but he failed to protect her. Hou Xingye became angry and beat Jin Hengchuan severely.
Jin Hengchuan blamed himself for her injury. No matter how Hou Xingye beat him, he would not fight back.
"Does it hurt?"
Seeing Jin Hengchuan's face covered in bruises and bruises, Song Wei couldn't help but feel distressed: "Uncle Hou is really messing around. My injury has nothing to do with you. Why is he so angry at you?"
"It doesn't hurt, I should hit you! It's all my fault. If I had reacted faster, you wouldn't have been hurt."
Jin Hengchuan grabbed her hand and rubbed the back of her hand with his cheek.
After a while, Song Wei felt liquid flowing down her hand and onto his forearm.
He cried?
Song Wei's heart tightened and she quickly softened her tone: "You are not wrong. The situation was too critical at that time. You had already stood in front of me for the first time. I was the one who pushed you away!"
"Don't do this next time! Stop protecting me."
Jin Hengchuan sniffed and put his eyes on her face, his attitude more determined and serious than ever before: "Let me bear all the suffering. You must be well and healthy."
How can it be?
She would never allow him to get hurt under her nose.
Song Wei opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to reject his request, but when she looked up and saw Jin Hengchuan's tearful eyes, she couldn't say anything.
"All right."
After a long time, she bit her lower lip and nodded gently.
If giving him such an answer would reassure him, she could satisfy him.
But words and actions are two different things. If she encounters a similar situation in the future, she will still push him away without hesitation.
"Then again, our children..."
After comforting Jin Hengchuan, Song Wei was finally in the mood to think about other things. She put her hand on her stomach with a confused expression.
She could clearly feel that her stomach was empty, and the life that was connected by blood between her and Jin Hengchuan was no longer there.
"There will still be children."
Just by looking at her expression, Jin Hengchuan could guess that she already knew she had a miscarriage.
He bit his lower lip and gave her a smile that was uglier than crying.
"The doctor said that you are young and have good health. As long as you cultivate yourself well, you will be able to get pregnant again in the future."
However, even if she could still get pregnant, the child she gave birth to would not be the same child she had conceived before.
Song Wei's eyes turned red, and hatred surged in her chest.
"Hengchuan, I remember the day I was injured, Li Ran helped us catch the murderer who hurt me! Where is the murderer now? Who is she? Why did she kill me?"
"That person is Zhang Mingzhu."
Speaking of the person who hurt her, Jin Hengchuan's eyes also turned cold.
He told Song Wei that Li Ran personally sent Zhang Mingzhu to the police station on the day she was injured.
The police at the police station conducted a surprise interrogation of Zhang Mingzhu. Since the witnesses and physical evidence were available, Zhang Mingzhu honestly admitted her crime without much resistance.
According to her confession, the reason why she assassinated Song Wei was because Song Wei plotted against her and Kong Qi and disrupted Kong Qi's marriage. She loved Kong Qi miserably and wanted to avenge him.
Currently, Zhang Mingzhu’s injury case has entered the public prosecution stage.
If nothing else happens, Zhang Mingzhu will be sentenced to at least ten years.
"Ten years? It's an advantage for her."
Song Wei snorted dissatisfied when she thought that she had lost her child in exchange for Zhang Mingzhu's ten years in prison.
"Ten years is already the maximum punishment."
Jin Hengchuan rubbed his eyebrows and whispered: "We have lost a child, but because the child was not born and has no human rights, the police can only charge Zhang Mingzhu with intentional injury and cannot charge her with murder."
"But don't worry, Uncle Hou and Uncle Qin have already spent money to take care of it. After Zhang Mingzhu goes to prison, she will be locked up with the most vicious bad guys. If nothing happens, the next ten years will be worse for her. Ten years of death.”
so what?
No matter how much Zhang Mingzhu suffered, it could not offset the pain of losing her son.
Song Wei unconsciously grabbed the clothes on her abdomen and was silent for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice: "What about Kong Qi? Did the police look for him? How many years was he sentenced?"
