Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

Shang Zhi sneered, if he was so easy to take advantage of him, wouldn't he be too sorry for Ji Weiwei's suffering?
Hearing this, the bodyguard looked up at Shang Zhi suspiciously, and the man with the scar was also curious about what Shang Zhi wanted to do to him, without any fear on his face.

"Go and pick up the whip from the ground."

Seeing that Ji Weiwei fell into a coma, Shang Zhi lightly put her on the stretcher aside, and took the whip from the bodyguard.

Only now did the man with the scar understand what Shang Zhi meant, and his whole body trembled continuously.

"Mr. Shang, I knew I was wrong. I thought this little girl was trying to scare me. If I knew it was your woman, I wouldn't dare to touch her even if you gave me a hundred guts!"

The man with the scar cried and shouted, and even got up and knelt on the ground, not at all the majestic side just now, looking very dirty.

Shang Zhi's eyes fell on Ji Weiwei who was quiet and sleepy, he could see every mark on her body caused by the whip clearly, although it didn't hit him directly, it made him feel distressed.

"The wounds on her body were all caused by you?" Shang Zhi withdrew his eyes and said indifferently, looking at the man with the scar as if he was looking at a dead person.

"very good."

Without waiting for the man with the scar to respond, he spoke directly, his tone didn't sound like there was anything wrong, but the anger in his eyes could be clearly seen.

Raising the whip in his hand, he slammed it towards the scarred man.

The man with the scar started screaming.

Shang Zhi didn't reserve any strength at all when he struck, as if he wanted to slam all his strength on the scarred man.

The screams of the man with the scar continued to fill the entire abandoned factory, but within a few minutes, the man with the scar was pinned down by several bodyguards, who directly beat him to pieces.

"I beg you Mr. Shang, I was wrong, please forgive me."

At the beginning, the man with the scar had a bit of strength in his hands, but he didn't even have the strength to howl at the end.

A sneer slowly crossed Shang Zhi's mouth, and he threw down the whip in his hand. In the end, the man with the scar was powerless except for begging.

"Mr. Shang." The bodyguard brought by Lian Shangzhi couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly walked to his side to persuade him, "Mr. Shang, there is no need to spend time and energy for a bitch."

A sneer slipped across Shang Zhi's mouth, and he piled the whip on the scarred man without even looking at it, just took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his hands.

The man with the scar looked weak, even struggling to move his lips.

"Help him up for me."

The bodyguard helped the man with the scar up, his feet were already weak from the beating by Shang Zhi, and he couldn't even stand up straight, let alone run away now.

"Press his head into the bucket for me to wake up."

This was the whipping just now, and now he was about to be waterboarded, the bodyguards looked at each other, they had never seen Shang Zhi so furious.

"Wake him up for me, then hit him."

Seeing that Shangzhi's will was so firm, the bodyguard didn't dare to have any intention of disobeying Shangzhi, so he hurriedly pulled the man with the scar and walked straight to the bucket not far away.

He was already in a semi-comatose state, Shang Zhi still directly pressed the scarred man's head into the water, and then there was a "gurgling" sound.

That was the breathing of the man with the scar.

"stand up."

When the man with the scar was pulled out of the water, he trembled as if he had received a pardon from the world.

"Mr. Shang, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I don't dare to do such a thing, please." The scarred man cried without any masculinity.

"Forgive you? A joke."

Shang Zhi picked up the whip on the ground again, and was about to start whipping the scarred man again. At this moment, the sound of an ambulance continued to be heard.

Soon, a bodyguard rushed in from outside the door, "Mr. Shang, the ambulance is here, you should hurry up and take the young lady to the hospital."

When Shang Zhi heard the ambulance coming, he seemed to see hope. He ignored the man with the scar behind him and rushed over, holding Ji Weiwei in his arms.

"Mr. Shang."

Just when Shang Zhi was about to leave, a bodyguard behind him suddenly stopped Shang Zhi, "What should he do?"

Shang Zhi turned his head, his eyes fell on the half-dead man with the scar, and his thin lips were slowly opened.

"Keep beating me to save my life. When I pass out, I will wake up with water. Wait for the police to come and hand it over to the police, and then tell the police that if his conviction and sentencing are not the most serious, I will directly destroy the entire police station."

"Yes."

According to Shangzhi, the bodyguard continued to beat the scarred man with a whip, while Shangzhi left the abandoned factory with Ji Weiwei in his arms.

"Mr. Shang."

The ambulance and doctor team had already arrived, and they all stood aside and waited for orders. As long as Shang Zhi said a word, they would go on to do other things.

"Hurry up and save people, leave me alone..."

Seeing that the woman Shang Zhi was holding was dying, the doctor quickly put her on a stretcher, and then drove towards the hospital.

"Vivi..."

Shang Zhi touched Ji Weiwei's head, she had already started to have a fever, her face was very pale, as if she was about to collapse.

He tightly held Ji Weiwei's palm, "Ji Weiwei, without my permission, you must not have any accidents, otherwise I will not forgive you!"

Soon the ambulance stopped at the gate of the hospital.

"Mr. Shang, we have checked the situation of the young lady, and there is basically no major problem except the trauma."

After the doctor's examination, it was finally safe and sound, so Shang Zhi could breathe a little bit of relief.

Shang Zhi nodded with a gloomy face, but there was no smile on his face, and Ji Weiwei hadn't woken up yet, so it wasn't all right.

"Mr. Shang, wait here for a moment. The nurse is changing the young lady's clothes. You can go in after changing your clothes later."

Seeing that Shangzhi didn't speak, the doctor quickly explained.

Shang Zhi nodded expressionlessly, didn't say anything, just kept looking at the ward without moving at all.

"Mr. Shang, you can go in now."

Shang Zhi didn't know how long he waited outside, the moment the door was pushed open, the little nurse reminded Shang Zhi that he could go in.

"Okay." Shang Zhi's heart tightened, and he rushed in.

After being treated by the doctor, Ji Weiwei lay quietly on the bed while taking a drip. It could be seen that her complexion was not as ugly as before.

"Vivi."

Shang Zhi walked to the front of the hospital bed and began to call her name in a low voice, but she didn't respond at all, as if she didn't hear his words.

Shang Zhi's heart was about to fall into endless darkness.

"Drip drip."

At this moment, Shang Zhi's cell phone rang suddenly.

"it's me……"

The moment the phone was connected, the voice of the bodyguard who stayed in the abandoned factory came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. Shang, the police have arrived just now, and the person has been taken away. According to your order, half of his life is basically gone. "

"Now go and investigate who is the culprit of this matter, and who is manipulating this matter behind the scenes." His voice was cold enough to make people shiver.

"Yes, Mr. Shang, I'll do it right away."

Soon after hanging up the phone, Shang Zhi's eyes fell on Ji Weiwei.

From the expression on his face, one thing can basically be concluded, that is, he is very angry, and he must make the person who is really manipulating this matter behind his back pay a considerable price for it.

"Mr. Shang."

Shang Zhi stayed with Ji Weiwei in her ward for a long time, and when the little nurse came in to help her change her dressing, she saw that he hadn't left yet.

"Mr. Shang." The little nurse sighed slightly, "If there is nothing else, you can go back first, we are here."

"No need."

Shang Zhi's hand held Ji Weiwei's hand tightly, and he never took his eyes off her face.

The little nurse sighed slightly, turned and left from the ward.

Shang Zhi behind him obviously didn't intend to leave the ward.

But there was only one bed in the ward, so he held Ji Weiwei's hand tightly, then leaned on the bed and gradually fell asleep and fell asleep.

"……Well"

The next day, when the sky was getting brighter, there was a faint sound in Shang Zhi's ear.

That was the sound of Ji Weiwei moaning.

"Vivi? Are you awake?"

Shang Zhi stood up directly from the chair, watching Ji Weiwei raised his hand and touched her forehead, but fortunately, the fever did not continue.

"En." Ji Weiwei looked at his worried look, nodded slowly, but didn't say anything.

"How are you feeling?"

Shangzhi's concern made Ji Weiwei feel a little uncomfortable.

"Where am I?"

Ji Weiwei's consciousness is still not very clear, and her memory has been vaguely stuck in the past. Before she fell asleep, the man with the scar wanted to tear her clothes and wanted to do something wrong with her.

"It's okay, it's all over."

Shang Zhi kept stroking Ji Weiwei's back, only then did she realize that the clothes she was wearing had been changed.

Ji Weiwei was so surprised that she couldn't speak. She was afraid that these clothes were not changed by herself or by the doctor, but that the man with the scar was rescued after torturing her.

"Shangzhi, I..."

Ji Weiwei looked terrified, and Shang Zhi could almost understand the deep meaning in her eyes, "Don't worry, nothing happened."

Shang Zhi stretched out his hand and touched Ji Weiwei's head.

Ji Weiwei looked at Shang Zhi with a suspicious look on his face, afraid that he said that on purpose to deceive herself.

"Are you sure?" She hesitated for a while before speaking slowly, not believing what he just said at all.

"I'm sure." Seeing Ji Weiwei's distress, Shang Zhi stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, trying to give her some warmth.

"Don't worry, nothing happened. I arrived in time. How do you think I will let you have an accident?"

As if coaxing a child, Shang Zhi patiently explained to Ji Weiwei in his arms.

"That's good." The tears in Ji Weiwei's eyes gradually began to be unbearable, and kept falling down.

Seeing this, Shang Zhi's heart seemed to be stabbed several times with a knife, and he was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.