Chapter 128: 128, Did Jian Qing get killed? (Third Watch)_1 Chapter 128: 128, Did Jian Qing get killed? (Third Watch)_1 Having finished the phone call, Jian Qing lay on the bed, a captivating smile creeping onto her rosy lips, with the image of a handsome face vividly emerging in her mind’s eye.
Her gaze fell on the sketchpad by the floor-to-ceiling window; the artwork on the paper was still unfinished, but she could roughly make out the enchanting face of a man.
Goodnight, Xiaojing!
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Private Hospital in Beijing, VIP ward
The ‘beep-beep’ of medical equipment echoed in the ward, the air thick with the mixed stench of alcohol and medicine, a bit nauseating.
“Chengcheng, please talk to mommy, utter a word,” pleaded An Man, sitting at the bedside. She looked at her motionless son on the bed, her hands reaching out but hesitated to touch him, afraid she might accidentally hurt him.
When the doctor’s diagnosis was announced, An Man fainted on the spot. Ever since regaining consciousness, her tears had barely stopped.
His legs paralyzed and mute for life, relegated to a bedridden existence – this devastating news almost shattered her mentally.
“Chengcheng, can you say something, even a single word? Your mother is begging you.” She refused to accept the fact that her son could never speak again. She refused to believe it.
Xiang Cheng had many tubes attached to his body, his hands and legs wrapped in thick bandages. His gaze was fixed on the ceiling while his eyes showed their purplish bruises.
His once high-spirited demeanor was gone; his cheekbones were sticking out from his slowly thinning face, his eyelids turned bluish, and entire being seemed lifeless.
Despite An Man’s pleas, he showed no response at all, his eyes empty as they stared fixedly at the ceiling.
The ward’s door was pushed open, and Xiang Yuan walked in. He glanced at his son on the bed, his face showing a streak of distress.
“Aman, you’ve not taken a rest for days. If you keep this up, your body won’t hold up,” said Xiang Yuan, a hand on An Man’s shoulder.
“How can I rest when Chengcheng is in this condition?” An Man’s voice was shaky, her tone shrill.
“All thanks to that damned girl Jian Qing! Chengcheng is your son too. Why won’t you take revenge for him? How can you call yourself a father?”
Xiang Yuan’s face darkened, he snorted coldly, “Calm down, Aman. I’m upset too seeing Chengcheng in this state. Besides, didn’t your father already say that the people who kidnapped Chengcheng that night were not Jian Qing?”
As if she’d just heard a colossal joke, An Man cackled hysterically, “If not her, then who else? My father always favored that bastard. It was so seventeen years ago, and it still is now. It’s all because of Jian Qing that Chengcheng ended up like this.”
She pushed Xiang Yuan away, completely losing her sanity, “Why won’t you avenge Chengcheng? Tell me, why? You’re so useless!”
Why did her son have to suffer when that bitch Jian Qing was living free and easy? She just couldn’t accept it…
“Enough!”
Weary from rushing back home to manage his son’s affairs, and after days of sleepless toiling, now being lashed out by An Man, Xiang Yuan couldn’t suppress his anger any longer.
“What do you want me to do then, huh?” He glared coldly at An Man, his voice chilly.
“Should I go kill Jian Qing?”
“Why don’t you ever reflect upon your mistakes? Would Jian Qing bear grudges against you if not for your interference seventeen years ago? Half of the blame for Chengcheng’s condition falls on you.”
An Man staggered backward, shaking her head blankly.
“No, it’s not like that. It’s not me who hurt Chengcheng.”
Xiang Yuan looked at her hysterical state, contempt flashed in his eyes, he sneered coldly, “Take your time and cool down. I’m going to S City tonight, I won’t be back for a while.”
An Man dropped her gaze, it wasn’t clear if she heard him or not. Xiang Yuan didn’t care, he just straightaway walked out.
The door slammed shut with a ‘bang’.
An Man fell to her knees, holding her face in her hands, and cried out hysterically.
“Ahhhhhhh…”
Lying in bed, Xiang Cheng closed his eyes, a tear trickled down from the corner of his eyes.