After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

three days later.

The constant beeping of the instrument is so monotonous that it makes people panic.

Beside the hospital bed, Zhou Lin stared at Cheng Zhiwei warmly and distantly, thinking of her pale face and stiff body when he picked her up. If she hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, she would have died.

Secretary Zhang came in quietly and lowered his voice: "I didn't find him."

Meng Qiancheng and Cheng Zhiwei fell into the water at the same time, but Meng Qiancheng disappeared.

In such a big sea, there is no hope of survival, but the possibility is slim without rescue.

The salvage team searched for three days but could not find Meng Qiancheng.

"Withdraw the people and monitor Zhou Chenyan's side closely." Zhou Lin ordered lightly. If Meng Qiancheng was still alive, he would definitely go back to find Zhou Chenyan.

Now that all the rights of the Zhou Group are firmly in his hands, Zhou Jinzhong cannot make trouble, let alone Meng Qiancheng.

Secretary Zhang continued to speak, but Cheng Zhiwei, who was motionless on the bed, suddenly trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Secretary Zhang said in surprise: "Young lady is awake, I will go find the doctor right away."

He hurriedly went to find Zhang Yuanheng.

Cheng Zhiwei had just woken up, and his consciousness was still a little blurry.

Zhang Yuanheng did a simple check and breathed a sigh of relief, "Just wake up."

Then he asked the nurse to hang up the needle again.

When the needle penetrated the back of her hand, Cheng Zhiwei's confused eyes gradually became clear. Her eyes slowly fell on Zhou Lin, her dry lips moved slightly, and her voice was weak and inaudible.

Zhou Lin walked to her right and said indifferently, "Meng Qiancheng ran away."

Cheng Zhiwei closed his eyes. What did he mean by running away... was he still alive?

She didn't answer, so Zhou Lin turned around and left.

"Zhou Lin." Cheng Zhiwei almost screamed, and her already dry throat hurt as if it was being torn apart. "For the sake of helping you this time, let my sister go."

Zhou Lin's brows and eyes were filled with extreme indifference. He smiled like a slap and slapped Cheng Zhiwei on the face, "You help me? I need your help?"

Cheng Zhi raised her head slightly, feeling pain all over her body. The pain was so painful that she couldn't even move, but she still had to endure it and beg Zhou Lin.

"If it weren't for me..."

"If it weren't for you, I would have caught Meng Qiancheng. Your sister was only instigated to commit a crime. If I don't pursue it, she will be out soon. But now that Meng Qiancheng is missing, your sister will have to take the blame."

"It's not like that." Cheng Zhiwei shouted in a low voice. The back of his hand quickly swelled up where the needle was inserted due to the force.

But that pain was nothing compared to the pain and pain all over my body.

"Zhou Lin, you can't do this." Cheng Zhiwei sat up, and the liquid in the infusion tube was pushed up by the red blood.

Her silky black hair was as messy as winter weeds, and her complexion was pale and completely dilapidated and withered.

Zhou Lin's already ugly face became even more sinister. He glanced at the swollen back of her hand and the blood flowing back into the infusion tube, and sneered: "I have made all the arrangements. I'm just waiting for Meng Qian to be taken away as soon as they arrive." The city has arrested him and wants you to hold him in your arms and jump into the sea with dignity? Do you know..."

He swallowed the rest of his words. If he didn't find her in time, she would die.

Cheng Zhiwei couldn't say a word. In fact, what she wanted to argue was, how did she know what arrangements he had. What she saw was that Lin Yu was coming, and that Lin Yu might be taken away by Meng Qiancheng.

But at this moment, she just felt that she didn't want to speak at all. The tiredness and exhaustion could make her completely collapse.

Zhou Lin went out, and not long after, the nurse came in and gave Cheng Zhiwei another injection.

Cheng Zhiwei was lying in front of the hospital bed, feeling dizzy in front of his eyes.

In the blur of consciousness, I could only hear the nurse's voice: "Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang, the patient's heart rate has dropped... his blood pressure has dropped..."

half a month later.

Wang Mei entered the ward with breakfast as usual, but bumped into Cheng Zhiwei who was about to go out in a hospital gown.

The hospital gown hung empty on her body, making her even thinner.

"Young madam, where are you going?" Wang Mei asked quickly.

Cheng Zhiwei's eyes were a little dull, and he took Wang Mei's hand and pushed her aside, "I want to go find Zhou Lin."

"It's cold outside. You have breakfast first, and I'll call the young master." Wang Mei said with some joy.

Cheng Zhiwei stayed in the intensive care unit for a week since he last entered the emergency room. After he came out, he became unusually quiet. He often looked out the window in a daze, said nothing all day long, and ate very little.

She suddenly said that she was looking for Zhou Lin, and she seemed to be in much better spirits. Wang Mei was very pleased.

She finally figured it out.

"I have to find him." Cheng Zhiwei insisted, "I want to save my sister."

Wang Mei held her arm, "Miss Zhiyin..."

"My sister is innocent. It is impossible for her to steal things. Aunt Wang, please let me go."

"Don't get excited, I'll call him and ask him to come over."

Cheng Zhiwei was silent for a few seconds and said with a wry smile: "He won't come. Xu Zhenzhen is going to have an operation soon, and he has to accompany her."

Wang Mei's expression changed, and she looked at Cheng Zhiwei in disbelief and cautiously, "Young madam, you said Xu Zhenzhen needs surgery?"

Cheng Zhiwei leaned against the wall as if he was exhausted, "I heard what you and Zhang Yuanheng said. Zhou Lin won't come. He has to accompany Xu Zhenzhen. He has to convict my sister and let Meng Qiancheng go to jail for the rest of his life. But I He can't be allowed to do this."

"Young madam, you rest first, I will contact the young master, and I promise to find the young master." Wang Mei suppressed the worry in her heart and comforted Cheng Zhiwei softly.

Cheng Zhiwei was dumbfounded and followed her movements back to the bed.

After Wang Mei closed the door, she took her cell phone and immediately called Zhou Lin: "Master, something's not right with the young lady."

"Come right over." The man on the other end of the phone said.

But when Wang Mei turned around, Cheng Zhiwei had already ran out of the ward.

She ran to the street to catch a bus, but it was the eight o'clock rush hour in the morning. She waited for several minutes but couldn't find a bus, so she wandered around the street like a headless fly.

Just then, she saw a taxi parked across the road, and someone just got out, so she crossed over without thinking.

A strong force pulled her back.

Zhou Lin looked down at her, holding her wrist tightly with his palms, his face as dark as water, "Cheng Zhiwei, are you willing to die?"

Cheng Zhiwei stared straight at Zhou Lin, frowning slowly, as if he encountered something puzzling, and said involuntarily, "Who are you? Are you Zhou Lin? No, Zhou Lin can't be here. , he is at Xu Zhenzhen’s place, I want to find him.”

As she spoke, she struggled and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Let me go."

Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes, hugged her waist, and pulled her close to him, "Cheng Zhiwei, are you even playing the trick of amnesia now?"

Cheng Zhiwei's wrist was pinched very painfully, but her eyes widened, like a cat with fried hair, and she stared at Zhou Lin fiercely, "I tell you, don't think that because you are Zhou Lin's person, I don't dare to do anything to you. In this way, if I tell Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou that you did this to me, they will definitely fire you."