Zhong Lingyu clenched her fists slightly, "What should I say?"
"There is a medicine in it. I only added a small amount of it, and then mixed it with other medicines. I wrapped it and handed it to you in person. But the amount of this medicine in the medicine dregs is getting heavier. If you drink it for a long time, it will affect your heart and lungs. Functions are affected, but Lingtang is physically weak and cannot bear the ferocious properties of the medicine." Shopkeeper Guo explained while wiping away cold sweat.
Zhong Lingyu doesn't understand anything about Chinese medicine.
Fortunately, my mother was sent to the hospital in time.
She was afraid for a while.
"Does Mr. Guo have an apprentice?" Zhong Lingyu recalled the appearance of the young master and described it to shopkeeper Guo.
Shopkeeper Guo denied, "I have an apprentice, but he left the apprenticeship early and is no longer with me. Miss Zhong, the person you mentioned is a temporary helper."
Temporary helper?
The truth seems to be clearing away the clouds.
Zhong Lingyu sent someone to send shopkeeper Guo away, and sent guards to Mrs. Chen's residence.
That night, the guard turned back again, and he looked strange.
A bad premonition arose spontaneously in my heart.
Zhong Lingyu asked: "Where is Mrs. Chen?"
"Ms. Zhong, the Mrs. Chen you asked me to find...hanged herself!"
boom!
The cup in his hand fell off, water spread all over the floor, and the glass broke into pieces.
Zhong Lingyu's eyes were dull, "Suicide?"
The guard took out a crumpled piece of paper from his sleeve, "When I got there, the body was already cold. I also found this. The paper was soaked in water, and your name was visible. It must be a letter written to you. .”
Zhong Lingyu took it with trembling hands and opened it.
The handwriting is crooked: Miss Lingyu, I am sorry for you and your wife, but I have no choice but to do it!
Forced...
Zhong Lingyu curled his fingers slightly, and the paper gradually wrinkled.
Therefore, Mrs. Chen did it.
She gave her mother medicine, tampered with her, and then committed suicide out of fear of guilt.
Zhong Lingyu's thoughts were confused.
She clutched the piece of paper and slowly curled up her body. Her eyes were empty and she didn't know what she was thinking.
After a while, big tears fell from his eyes to his knees.
I can't tell if it's hate or sadness.
Mrs. Chen, who had watched her grow up, committed suicide.
The helper who claimed to be Mr. Guo's apprentice was also shot to death by Jiang Zongrui.
The clues were interrupted and the culprit could not be found, and the mother had not yet woken up.
Zhong Lingyu didn't know where to look for a moment.
She grabbed her hair, feeling severe pain from the tearing of her scalp, and then she slowly calmed down, "When you went there, was there anyone else at Aunt Chen's house?"
The guard shook his head, "No."
"Sister-in-law Chen has a daughter, please go find her."
"good."
Zhong Lingyu was buried in the quilt, trembling all over.
In the middle of the night, Shen Huaizhou came to the hospital after a long journey. He went to hold her hand and felt her trembling, "Are you cold?"
He took off his shirt and lay down, hugging her tightly.
Zhong Lingyu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and held his arm tightly.
She said nothing, buried in his arms, and gradually fell asleep.
The next day, Zhong Lingyu was still asleep.
Someone pushed her.
She opened her eyes and heard Shen Huaizhou say in a deep voice: "Your mother's condition has worsened."
There was a roar in his head, and Zhong Lingyu's eyes turned white.
With her body trembling, she pushed Shen Huaizhou away, limped to the ward with bare feet, and saw Yun Suqing being pushed into the operating room.
Yun Suqing's lips were purple, her face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was twitching.
Zhong Lingyu was so frightened that her legs weakened and she almost fainted.
Shen Huaizhou helped her in time.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't believe it, "My mother just came out of the operating room yesterday, and she was fine at that time..."
Shen Huaizhou hugged her and said, "It'll be fine."
Zhong Lingyu didn't respond, just stared in the direction of the operating room in a daze.
Time passes, and every minute and every second is a waste of time for Zhong Lingyu.
Ding dong!
Lights went out.
Zhong Lingyu suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
The doctor came out, looked at Zhong Lingyu, shook his head and sighed, "Sorry, we... tried our best!"
The cold wind howled and blew open the corridor window, tearing the doctor's voice into two halves.
Zhong Lingyu's ears were filled with unreal roaring sounds.
The window hit the wall, and the sound was a bit abrupt.
She suddenly laughed, "Shen Huaizhou, my ears may have been injured when Zhao Chongxin was chasing him. Why do I have auditory hallucinations?"
Shen Huaizhou pursed his lips and hugged her tightly.
"I can't use my eyes well either. The one who came out just now is definitely not a doctor."
She murmured in a low voice, "The lights outside the operating room are also broken, please wait a moment."
At this time, the operating door was completely opened, and the body covered with white cloth was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed.
Zhong Lingyu looked over blankly, his pupils gradually widening.
She suddenly became restless, grabbed Shen Huaizhou's hand, and begged: "I must be dreaming, wake me up, wake me up hard."
Shen Huaizhou was silent as he pressed her head tightly against his chest.
Zhong Lingyu's brain was starved of oxygen, and tears slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.
She bit her lip and drew blood.
The pain is very real, so real that it's disconcerting.
Zhong Lingyu plucked up the courage to look over again, and saw the same scene: her mother's lips were blue and purple, covered with a white cloth, and she was silent.
His body gradually became stiff, and his limbs no longer looked like his own.
Zhong Lingyu pushed Shen Huaizhou away fiercely and fell to the side in embarrassment.
She put her finger under Yun Suqing's nose, "She's still breathing. My mother is still breathing. Come to the doctor and save her!"
No one answered, there was silence, desolate and cold.
The eyes of the medical staff were full of sympathy.
The hope in Zhong Lingyu's eyes slowly dimmed until it disappeared.
Gradually, an invisible force suddenly pulled the voice out of his throat.
The machine's desolate cry suddenly echoed through the entire corridor.
Zhong Lingyu tried hard to grab Yun Suqing's hand.
It's cold, colder than ice.
But the day before yesterday, these hands were gently stroking her head, and her mother's words were still clear in her ears, "My baby, mother is proud of you."
The mother called her baby and hugged her tightly.
She couldn't wait to put Yun Suqing's hand on her head.
That hand slipped away feebly.
Zhong Lingyu lost all his voice, and even his crying was carried away by the wind.
She stared blankly at her mother's sleeping face, her body was like a sculpture, cold and stiff.
Shen Huaizhou squatted on the ground and picked her up.
Zhong Lingyu didn't respond, and his eyes lost their sparkle. Only his hand was still exerting force unconsciously, holding Yun Suqing's hand without letting go.
Shen Huaizhou went to pry her hand off, but couldn't.
Her hands were also bone-chillingly cold.
Suddenly, Zhong Lingyu was shocked, "It's warm. My mother's hands are warm. She may still be alive."
That was Shen Huaizhou's hand.
Shen Huaizhou's hands were so hot that she couldn't tell where the temperature came from.
Zhong Lingyu struggled again, threw herself beside the bed, and hugged Yun Suqing tightly, "Mom, please open your eyes and look at me!"
Shen Huaizhou went to hug her.
She struggled fiercely, stubbornly believing that Yun Suqing could still wake up.
But reality is cruel after all.
She was already dead, and Shen Huaizhou could not let her continue like this.
He stretched out his hand and tapped her acupuncture point. Her pupils trembled and she slowly closed her eyes.
His entire body slid off the hospital bed uncontrollably.
Shen Huaizhou caught her and then ordered Adjutant Li to arrange Yun Suqing's funeral arrangements.
Zhong Lingyu slept for three days and three nights. When she woke up, Shen Huaizhou was sitting beside the bed.
She hurriedly grabbed Shen Huaizhou's hand and said, "Shen Huaizhou, I had a terrible dream. Fortunately, I woke up. Where is my mother? Please take me to find her."
