A month later.

Song Fan supported Zhou Ziche for a walk on the corridor of the hospital, and told him the court's decision after deliberation.

"Brother Zhou, the court has convicted the murderer of intentional injury and eight years in prison."

"The crew said that they can shoot other people's scenes first, and then go back after your injury is almost recovered. The director and several leading actors said they would come to see you. When they heard that you needed to rest, they sent some fruits. Peel an apple and eat it."

Zhou Ziche walked slowly along the side of the corridor. He had been bedridden for nearly four weeks, and it was only two days before he was able to move about on the ground.

The business has naturally stopped, but fortunately, the crews that have contracts with him are willing to wait for him to resume work or postpone the start of the TV series, which also reduces the pressure on the studio a lot.

"I'm a little tired, please help me back to the ward." The young man's complexion was still pale and haggard from a serious illness, and his voice was very soft, "Go and see how Xiao Zhang is doing, and then go to rest. I can walk around by myself now , I don’t need to accompany you at night.”

"How can this be done?! Brother Zhang, if he knew that I was passive and sabotage, he would give me a discounted leg. Besides, Mr. Jiang's ward is far away from you, so it would be inconvenient for you to walk there alone—"

It was only after the words came out that Song Fan realized that something was wrong, and quickly shut up.But he saw that the brown pupils of the people around him had rippled a little, and the eyes that were a little bit alive finally dimmed again.

"Just find me a wheelchair."

"...Well then, brother Zhou, if you have anything to do, remember to call me anytime."

"Ah."

Soon after Zhou Ziche returned to the ward, Song Fan pushed him a brand new wheelchair.

He sat on it and tried it, only to realize that it is not so easy to control the wheelchair, especially when there are injuries on his body.After practicing in the ward for less than 10 minutes, his back was sweating.

Fortunately, he has already learned the basics of steering and braking. As long as he controls the wheelchair to drive slowly in the corridor, nothing will happen to him.

"Brother Zhou, I'll wash you with a hot towel, can you wipe off your sweat?"

Zhou Ziche raised his hand to wipe the sweat dripping from the broken hair on his forehead, and nodded slightly.

Watching Song Fan turn around and walk into the bathroom, somehow his first reaction was Jiang Gu.

Jiang Gu also sat in a wheelchair for a long time. When he first started practicing how to control the wheelchair, did he also feel at a loss?He insisted on not letting anyone help him, and he had to run around in a wheelchair many times because of the things between them. It must have been hard work.

The warm towel touched the back of his hand, and Zhou Ziche suddenly came back to his senses, took the towel and wiped his face.

"You go, I'll go see Jiang Gu after dinner."

Jiang Gu has been in a coma since the operation. Although the doctor has not come to a conclusion, everyone knows how low the probability of vegetative waking up is.

That day he saw with his own eyes that when Jiang Gu changed his dressing, the bandages were covered in blood.

Skull fractures, fractures in various parts of the body, severe burns on the arms, just looking at the medical certificate is shocking.

Fortunately, his property is enough, enough for him to live in the ICU all his life and use the best medical equipment to continue his life, but... the news that Jiang Gu is in a vegetable state is still strictly kept secret, but what about in the future?Sooner or later this matter will be hidden.

Jiang Gu's secretary and cronies can handle the group's affairs on his behalf for a while, but it is impossible to keep it a secret forever.

According to the law, if Jiang Gu cannot wake up, his property will be handed over to his stepmother and stepbrother.

Those two people hated Jiang Gu to the bone, and it is unknown that they would refuse to pay Jiang Gu's medical expenses...

Before he knew it, he had controlled the wheelchair and arrived at Jiang Gu's ward. The doctor on duty knew him well, and quickly opened the door to let him in.

"The patient's condition is very stable, but there is still no sign of waking up... There are actually quite a few cases of vegetative people waking up in the past. You can try to talk to him more, maybe it will help."

Zhou Ziche said "Yes", and moved to Jiang Gu's bedside: "Thank you doctor."

"You're welcome, you should." The doctor closed the door and went out, and soon there were only the two of them left in the ward.

Jiang Gu's handsome face paled a lot, and after being in a coma for a month, he could only rely on injections and infusions to maintain his life. His cheeks became thinner and more angular.

The bandage on his forehead hadn't been completely removed, and the burns on his arms left only scars, which clung to his skin like several ferocious centipedes.

"Although we're divorced, it doesn't matter... I don't hate you for the previous things, including those things you did before you lost your memory."

Zhou Ziche watched him quietly, and whispered.

"If your stepmother is unwilling to pay for your treatment, I will bear all your expenses."

Jiang Gu lay on the hospital bed, unresponsive, as if he was asleep.

Zhou Ziche couldn't tell what kind of mood he felt when he looked at him. Occasionally, he would still think of Jiang Gu's betrayal of him, the life he lived as a plaything when he was with Lin Shiwei, and the memory of Jiang Gu's betrayal of him. Those bitterness and heartache.

When he thought about it before, he couldn't help but hate, wanted revenge, and wanted to escape.

But now, seeing Jiang Gu lying on the hospital bed like this, knowing that he may only be lying on the hospital bed like this for the rest of his life, it seems that all those hatreds have dissipated since he doesn't know when.

There was even a strong feeling of loss and sadness that enveloped his heart all the time, and he couldn't tell whether it was the guilt of Jiang Gu for saving him, or other reasons he didn't want to believe.

Does he still like Jiang Gu?

he does not know.

He felt that he didn't like it anymore, but Song Fan said that sometimes he would burst into tears in the middle of sleeping in the middle of the night, calling out Jiang Gu's name.

He dreamed of the quiet and sweet years when they first got married.

I dreamed about the car accident.

Having dreamed of what never happened, Jiang Gu begged him to forgive him.

But the only thing he can do now is to ensure that Jiang Gu's treatment will not be interrupted.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou. Excuse me. I am the lawyer appointed by Jiang Gu. Now the hospital has issued a report on Mr. Jiang's condition. According to the property transfer agreement drawn up and notarized by Mr. Jiang, it will take effect immediately as long as you sign it. .”

Zhou Ziche turned his head in a daze: "...what?"

"Boss Jiang left a property transfer agreement before. In the agreement, it is written that if he has an accident, including death, disappearance, mental disorder, brain death, etc., all the properties under his name will be transferred to you."

"This is a contract document. As long as you sign it, this agreement will take effect immediately."

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