After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Yan Zheng was lying on a mobile bed and was pushed out by medical staff.

The doctor took off his mask and looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best. The patient's palm was pierced and the tendons were affected."

"The patient's right hand will no longer be able to exert force or hold heavy objects. It will take some time for rehabilitation training to restore the grip strength. He can only carry out simple daily activities such as eating and washing."

The sky was falling for the strict father and mother. The strict father held the strict mother and looked at the doctor worriedly and anxiously.

"Doctor! My son doesn't have any other problems, right? It won't affect him, right?"

"Everything else is fine. You will need to take good care of him for a while. It would be best to arrange for a professional rehabilitator."

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you..."

When the strict father finished speaking, the light in his eyes had disappeared, and he had no strength left.

He looked at Yan Zheng lying on the hospital bed, his eyes red.

Mother Yan wiped her tears and murmured to herself: "What can I do? Zheng'er is the most stubborn. If he knew what happened to his hand... Oh!"

Lu Shenxing and Song Mingyi couldn't bear to see the two old people.

Lu Shenxing sent someone to arrange Yan Zheng's follow-up rehabilitation treatment, and Song Mingyi helped send Yan Zheng to the ward.

Song Mingyi promised: "Yan Zheng did this to protect my husband. We will arrange follow-up work for him later."

The strict father and mother shook their heads and sighed: "Zheng'er is such a child. He will help anyone."

Song Mingyi felt uncomfortable and didn't say anything more.

The old couple needs to digest these emotions themselves.

It was not until the afternoon that Yan Zheng slowly woke up.

The strict father and mother immediately asked nervously: "Zheng'er, are you feeling unwell? Are you okay?"

When Yan Zheng saw the familiar faces of his relatives, his heart softened slightly.

He tried to smile, held his parents' hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine."

After he finished speaking, he saw that the two elders were still wearing old clothes, and he frowned immediately.

"Didn't I buy you new clothes? Why aren't you wearing them?"

Strict Father: "Oh, those things you bought are too expensive. What a waste of money."

Mother Yan: "That's right. We have saved the money you send us every month, waiting for you to get married in the future."

"Mom and Dad, it's okay. You worked so hard to earn that money. Save it for yourself and don't spend it on us!"

They lived a simple life all their lives.

Even if I was wearing clothes that were washed white, I was reluctant to change into new clothes.

All the money was kept safely for Yan Zheng.

"You've lost so much weight from work. I've told you so many times to take good care of yourself. It makes me sad..."

As Yan's mother spoke, tears began to flow.

Yan Zheng's eyes were burning, and his throat rolled: "Okay, this time I will go home to accompany you and take good care of my injuries."

The ward is very warm.

Song Mingyi saw this scene outside and pursed her lips.

It’s no wonder that such a warm family could cultivate Yan Zheng into such a talented person.

This was a luxury she could not get.

Song Mingyi raised the corners of her lips gently and left.

The police quickly launched an investigation into the case.

At the same time, news came that Wang Qiang had died after failed rescue efforts.

Police: "Mr. Lu, Ms. Song, our people found out that someone transferred a sum of money to Wang Qiang's daughter's account. The amount is about three million."

"This is an overseas account. We have not yet traced the source. But what is certain is that this is a murder for hire."

Lu Shenxing: "Are there any clues about the people Wang Qiang had contact with before his death?"

"No abnormalities at the moment."

After sending the police away, Lu Feng's investigation also came to a final conclusion.

"We checked the surveillance footage at the scene and found that before Wang Qiang's assassination, Xia Jiaojiao had been leaning towards you, Mr. Lu, intentionally or unintentionally."

Lu Feng took out the surveillance photo: "Here, a few seconds before Wang Qiang made his move, Xia Jiaojiao had already reacted and wanted to block the knife for Mr. Lu. She was even smiling."

When the picture is enlarged, the joyful expression cannot be faked.

It even looks a bit scary.

Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing looked at each other. It seemed that this assassination was most likely related to Xia Jiaojiao.

At the critical moment, if Yan Zheng had not blocked the knife, the life-saving grace would have fallen on Xia Jiaojiao.

It is self-evident what Xia Jiaojiao wants.

"correct."

Lu Feng then reported: "Someone is behind the scenes, spreading the news of Xia Jiaojiao's pregnancy."

Song Mingyi: "Let the public relations department take action to temporarily curb public opinion and prevent it from fermenting further. Then investigate which companies are deliberately opposing the Lu family."

"Yes."

Lu Shenxing frowned.

He picked up the evidence, his eyes flashed coldly: "Let's go and see Xia Jiaojiao."

at this time.

Xia Jiaojiao had quietly left the hospital and returned to the hotel booked for her by the Lu family.

If she didn't leave at this time, was she waiting there for Song Mingyi and the others to react?

It’s just, what a pity!

Xia Jiaojiao couldn't help but curse. If it weren't for Yan Zheng, she would have gone over to block the knife for Lu Shenxing!

If she continued to pretend to be dead, wouldn't everything be just as arranged in that text message?

She actually lost such a good opportunity!

Xia Jiaojiao was so angry that she smashed the guest bedroom in the hotel suite to vent her anger.

No, she had to find a way.

Xia Jiaojiao hurriedly contacted the mysterious text message.

"I'm sorry, there was an accident this time. Can you help me again?"

Two words came from the other side.

"waste."

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door outside: "Bang, bang, bang!"

Xia Jiaojiao was so frightened that her hands shook and she deleted all the text message dialog boxes with this number.

"drop."

The hotel staff swiped the room card and came in: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Song, this is Miss Xia's room."

It's them!

Xia Jiaojiao's heart trembled, and she quickly hid her phone, pretending to be fragile, and covered her belly.

She was only slightly hurt at the time, but that didn't stop her from continuing to pretend.

As soon as Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing came in, they saw her sitting on the sofa with a fragile look on her face.

"Shen Xing, I'm in so much pain."

Xia Jiaojiao said aggrievedly: "Why don't you come to see me? I'm so sad. I'm going back to the hotel with the baby. You don't act like a father at all."

Veins bulged on Lu Shenxing's forehead. He didn't care about being a gentleman at all and directly threw the evidence in front of Xia Jiaojiao.

"Tell me, who asked you to arrange this?"

A cold look spread across Lu Shenxing's handsome face.

With Xia Jiaojiao's intelligence and ability, she is not yet capable of planning such a meticulous plan.

There must be someone behind this.

What is the purpose of the person behind this?

Is there any benefit in helping Xia Jiaojiao successfully enter the Lu family?

Lu Shenxing's eyes were extremely oppressive, and Xia Jiaojiao's heart trembled.

Xia Jiaojiao: "I, I didn't..."

"You still haven't told me?" Lu Shenxing frowned and ordered Lu Feng, "Go."

Lu Feng immediately stepped forward and grabbed Xia Jiaojiao's wrist, forcing her to face it.

Xia Jiaojiao immediately covered her stomach and pretended to say, "Ouch! My stomach hurts so much... Song Mingyi, are you just going to watch? You and I are both mothers, why are you so unsympathetic?"