Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 100

"If you don't wake up tonight..."

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"I see." Shen Zhuo directly interrupted Lin's words.

At this time, the nurse had already pushed Su Jingcheng into the ward, quickly connected him to the oxygen mask, and after tidying up, several accompanying nurses opened the door and came out.

The head nurse looked at Shen Zhuo, then at Lin, and finally chose to speak a long series of English to the latter who was there all the time, speaking very fast, without any pause or hesitation at all.

After finishing speaking, the head nurse led a few nurses to leave. This ward is not on the floor of the emergency room just now, and the environment looks quite good. There is neither noise nor noise, but occasionally the family members of the patients walk by quietly with things. .

Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, and said politely: "The nurse said that the boss's condition is not dominated by organs, and there is no need to go to the intensive care unit. The isolation suit is in the next office, go in and have a look?"

The ward is quite large, with windows on two sides, one facing the outside of the building and the other facing the corridor.

At this time, the window facing the corridor did not draw the curtains, and Su Jingcheng could be seen lying on the hospital bed from outside.

The walls of the hospital bed were painted light pink, and he was covered with a medical quilt, from a distance, he could hardly see the rise and fall of his chest.

Lin seemed to have not waited for Shen Zhuo's reply for a long time, so he glanced at him, and asked again: "Are you going in?"

Shen Zhuo came back to his senses this time, he was about to speak back, but before he could utter a word, he coughed first.

A series of coughing lingered in the corridor of the inpatient department for a long time, until Lin couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the mobile phone in his hand, checked the time and said, "Are you caught a cold? There are probably still people in the outpatient department, why don't you go first?" have a look?"

After a while, Shen Zhuo finally swallowed his cough, he waved his hand to signal Lin to ignore it, but reached out his hand to take out the cigarette case from his pocket: "You go in first, I'll go to the balcony in front of the corridor to smoke a cigarette Smoke will come."

Everyone who has dealt with Shen Zhuo knows that Shen Zhuo is addicted to cigarettes. Besides, people are here in the middle of the night, so Lin is not worried that Shen Zhuo will leave without saying a word.

Simply nodded, turned around and walked to the nurse's station where the isolation suit was placed: "Alright, then I'll go in and see the boss first, just come in when you come."

Shen Zhuo nodded, didn't answer any more, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it leisurely in the night.

The balcony at the end of the corridor is separated from the entire corridor by a closed glass door, which is well sealed. It is the only environment provided for smokers in the hospital-although there is a sticker on the door that smoking is harmful to health.

But even if this is the point, Shen Zhuo is not alone in smoking, there is also a white man who is also hesitating, and when he sees his colleague coming in, he greets him in Chinese in a friendly and blunt way: "Ni, Hao~ "

"Hello." Shen Zhuo smiled at him, walked to the other side of the balcony, and brought the cigarette to his lips.

The two of them each occupied one end of the balcony, and the smoke rose up curlingly. Originally, they only smoked one cigarette, but neither of them smoked less.

In the end, the nurse who made the ward rounds came over and dragged the white man next door back. The white nurse opened the closed glass door very angrily, said something to the man with a solemn face, and then pointed to the inside of the corridor. , obviously telling him to go back immediately.

The Caucasian uncle has a very good temper, and he didn't get angry after being said a few words. He pinched out the remaining eye and threw it into the trash can. He didn't forget to say hello to Shen Zhuo: "ayoungboy~ See you again gone."

Shen Zhuo turned around and leaned against the fence, but felt that this uncle was quite interesting, so he also waved: "Goodbye."

The nurse was a little impatient and urged the uncle to leave quickly, but the uncle held on to the railing calmly, pointed to the line of English posted on the door, glanced at Shen Zhuo, and translated to him: " youngboy~ Smoking, smoking, harmful, healthy, healthy."

Shen Zhuo smiled and narrowed his eyes, took the cigarette away a little, slowed down his speech and said to the white man: "Yes, you should also smoke less and pay attention to your body."

Unexpectedly, the white man seemed to be slightly stunned, and then showed a very generous expression. He waved to Shen Zhuo, and walked out with the support of the nurse, using his The extremely slow and unauthentic Chinese said to Shen Zhuo: "I, it's okay."

"I'm going to die~"

Until the closed door of the balcony was closed for a long time, the strong night wind blew out the fireworks at Shen Zhuo's fingertips.

Only then did he look back from the empty corridor, and put the half-burned cigarette to his lips.

Overseas wards are never allowed to be built too high. Shen Zhuo squinted his eyes and looked straight ahead, which was soon blocked by other tall buildings.

Rebirth...

He wanted Su Jingcheng to suffer unspeakably, wanted Su's high-rise building to collapse, and wanted to pay the price for all those who pushed him in the previous life.

Now there is only one Hua family left.

The countdown to the destruction of the Hua family has already begun.

Shen Zhuo brought the last cigarette to his lips, the cigarette butt flickered, and when he threw it into the trash can, he could see a very clear tooth mark on the cigarette butt.

—he has enough time.

——It was enough, but he couldn't help wasting it.

He will live and die, after everything has been sorted out.

That was what he had dragged on for too long, and it should have been the result.

Shen Zhuo stood up, straightened the corners of his clothes almost silently, then opened the closed glass door, and walked out lightly.

When he reached the door of Su Jingcheng's ward, Lin was closing the door and was about to take off his protective clothing.

I was a little surprised when I saw Shen Zhuo: "Mr. Shen, why have you been gone for so long?"

"A few more." Shen Zhuo bent his lips, subconsciously glanced at Su Jingcheng through the glass of the ward, turned around and asked Lin, "Can I go in now?"

Lin folded the protective clothing in his hand, and said, "Okay, I just went to return the clothes. You and I can change the protective clothing together."

Shen Zhuo nodded, and followed Lin to the nurse's station to get his clothes. Fortunately, the balcony was windy, so there was no smell of smoke on his body.

Seeing that the clothes were put on, Lin thought for a while and said: "Mr. Shen, talk to Su Dong more after you go in. When he was unconscious in the ambulance, he kept saying your name and kept saying sorry……"

"He didn't apologize to me in any way." Shen Zhuo smiled at Lin, turned around and walked out, "Even if there was before, it's even now."

He lightly put his hand on the doorknob, and as if he remembered something, he turned and squinted his eyes to look at Lin: "When I come out, remember to give me the things from the Hua family."

It seemed very quiet in the ward.

In order to observe the situation, the lights were always on. After Shen Zhuo walked in, Su Jingcheng was still in the previous posture, lying extremely quietly.

In fact, Shen Zhuo really wanted to smoke, but fortunately, before he came in, he thought that he might become addicted to cigarettes, so he threw the cigarette case on the marble countertop in the nurse's station.

Under the pale, bright light, Shen Zhuo first walked to the window on the other side of the corridor and closed the curtains, then sat down on one of the pair of chairs next to Su Jingcheng's bed.

The chair is made of rattan, and it rocks back and forth naturally when sitting on it, which is quite comfortable anyway.

And Su Jingcheng was lying less than two meters away from him, motionless, wearing a thick breathing mask, and transparent liquid slowly flowed into his body from the infusion tubes tied on both hands.

There are even induction tubes inserted in the head and chest.

Shen Zhuo has never seen such a fragile Su Jingcheng.

Thin, helpless... He even had to stretch out his hand to grab this man's neck——

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes and didn't think about it any further.

Sitting and lying down, the two of them seem to be less tense.

Autumn and winter in the UK are always rainy. At midnight, there was another heavy rain outside the window. The sudden rain crashed on the window glass of the hospital bed, interrupting the dull and dazed thoughts.

He glanced back, then stood up and went to the window and closed the window outside.

It happened that there was a sudden thunder outside at this time, and the pale thunder flashed from the window along the glass to Su Jingcheng's handsome side face, and he couldn't tell which one was paler for a moment.

Shen Zhuo seemed to be in a daze, looked back at Su Jingcheng, and suddenly whispered something, as if it was for Su Jingcheng who was in a coma, or just for himself.

"Su Jingcheng, it's fine if you haven't met me..."

Shen Zhuo's affection for Su Jingcheng was never unexpected.

Even though the two have been together for such a long time, Su Jingcheng always felt that he first fell in love with Shen Zhuo on campus, and then laid the bait to coax Shen Zhuo to his side step by step since he just graduated from university.

But for Shen Zhuo - the two had actually met each other a long time ago.

In the memory that Shen Zhuo has not recalled for a long time, when he and Su Jingcheng met for the first time, it was also a night of heavy rain.

After his mother left, apart from the few banknotes exchanged from the pawnshop and the last savings of his mother, all Shen Zhuo had left was the old house at home.

Fortunately, he studied well, and he knew how to save money since he was a child, so he barely made it from elementary school to junior high school.

I passed the best key points in the city in high school, and I finally got a scholarship. I do odd jobs in my spare time, and I have to save all my money.

The first time I met Su Jingcheng was when he was a sophomore tutoring junior high school students in physics. One night, it was past ten o'clock after class, and he didn't bring an umbrella. Fortunately, the student's home was not far from the school. He gritted his teeth and prepared to take a risk. Rain quickly ran back to school.

Because of long-term malnutrition and excessive fatigue, and the heavy rain that day, I passed out when I crossed the road at the last intersection of the school.

It was a red light at that time, and in the rainy night, there was a car parked behind the zebra crossing.

It's a supercar, royal blue, although Shen Zhuo doesn't recognize it, it looks expensive.

When falling down, Shen Zhuo glanced into the car subconsciously. After the windshield wipers turned slowly, he saw Su Jingcheng for the first time—a young, handsome face with a bit of arrogance.

Shen Zhuo fainted and thought helplessly: "It's over, you don't think I'm a fan of porcelain..."

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he was in the hospital. Seeing Shen Zhuo waking up, the nurse re-examined him recently, and finally smiled and said: "Okay, why is the young man still malnourished, go back and make up for it."

Shen Zhuo was a little stunned, he looked at the surrounding environment, and subconsciously asked: "Who sent me here?"

"Huh? It seems that a driver brought you here, wait a minute," the nurse forgot the specific name for a while, walked over to check the record book, "Oh, it was a driver of Mr. Su who brought you here Yes, we'll leave after a preliminary inspection of you."

As she said that, the nurse patted her head as if remembering something, and took out an envelope from the bedside table next to the hospital bed: "The driver said that Mr. Su gave it to you, and told you to mend your body."

2000 yuan.

Shen Zhuo still remembers it very clearly.

For Su Jingcheng, it might not be enough for a meal, but for college students at that time, it was a huge sum of money.

It was also the money... It freed Shen Zhuo from the days when he could only eat two steamed buns and pickles a day, and then went to the cafeteria and a bowl of porridge at night. Although he still didn't eat well, he could at least eat one vegetable a day .

A child grew up alone, apart from the neighbor who helped him when he was a child, Shen Zhuo felt more deeply about the other side of the world.

He picked up trash and plastic bottles when he was in elementary school, distributed leaflets for others when he was in junior high school, and was able to do odd jobs in high school.

Child labor is something that many bosses dare not ask for, and the boss who dares to ask for it has some background, so even if Shen Zhuo's salary is deducted, he dare not say anything.

After so many years, it was the first time that Shen Zhuo felt a little kindness from a stranger.

Let's call it goodwill.

A long time later, when he and Su Jingcheng had been together for many years.

One day the two stayed at home, after a strenuous exercise, Shen Zhuo lay on the table to read documents, Su Jingcheng just took a shower, walked into the bedroom and hugged Shen Zhuo into his arms.

Shen Zhuo always didn't like to be disturbed when he was working, and he didn't break away even after earning money, so he could only let Su Jingcheng go.

Because he is in the media, Shen Zhuo's news app push is always on at any time. At this moment, the screen of the phone lights up, and it is a news app that has pushed a piece of news about Pengci.

Maybe it was because of the sudden fit of the scene, Shen Zhuo paused for a moment, then took the phone over, opened the news and glanced at it.

"What are you looking at baby?" The two of them have been together for so long, Su Jingcheng naturally knows that Shen Zhuo doesn't like being disturbed while working, but he just likes to bully Shen Zhuo when he is working.

Sometimes Shen Zhuo would stare at him if he was bullied hard, and if he got angry, he would kick him directly, or kick him out unceremoniously, which was totally different from those other little lovers.

— But he was quite happy about it.

Sometimes people are short of twitching, Su Jingcheng thought about this, and hugged Shen Zhuo a little tighter, bit his white and clean earlobe with his lips, took a deep breath and said: "No, baby, social news Do you take it so seriously?"

Seeing that Shen Zhuo's gaze still seemed to be on the phone screen, Su Jingcheng finally had no choice but to put his head on Shen Zhuo's shoulder, and went to look at the news together: "Sixty-year-old man, the latest Mercedes-Benz on the sidewalk ——Is sidewalk porcelain so popular now?”

Shen Zhuo's attention was drawn from the news, he looked at Su Jingcheng sideways, and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, I'll tell you baby," Su Jingcheng finally managed to get all of Shen Zhuo's attention again, and happily hugged him on his lap.

Shen Zhuo's figure was originally thin, but Su Jingcheng had a good figure who exercised regularly, and with the sofa stool as a support, it was easy to hug him.

Su Jingcheng lightly bit Shen Zhuo's earlobe again, and then hugged him tightly with one hand, but with the other hand, he sneaked in dishonestly along the edge of Shen Zhuo's pajama pants.

Shen Zhuo's experience in this area is far behind Su Jingcheng's, and he just finished it just now, he didn't expect this guy to come again so soon, and when he reacted, Su Jingcheng had successfully placed his hand on him Sensitive position, close a circle to control his place in the palm of your hand.

Shen Zhuo's hairs stood on end for a moment, he stretched out his hand and pushed Su Jingcheng: "Don't..."

"Good boy," Su Jingcheng lowered her head and kissed Shen Zhuo's forehead lightly, then wrapped her lips around his, pried open the gap between his lips and slipped in, biting all of Shen Zhuo's breathing between her lips and teeth, "Be obedient Baby, hold me, let you take a good comfort."

Su Jingcheng's experience is not comparable to that of Shen Zhuo, he was led into the abyss by Su Jingcheng before he had time to resist, he stretched out his hands to grab Su Jingcheng's arms, vaguely but extremely persistently wanted to ask questions, saying The voice that comes out is full of indescribable ambiguity and panting: "You just said...that touch, ah, don't..."

He took a breath, bit the tip of his tongue and finally asked a sentence: "The Pengci you mentioned... What is it, what's going on..."

Su Jingcheng's subordinates kept moving, he held Shen Zhuo with one hand, but his eyes were firmly locked on Shen Zhuo's face.

Especially those eyes that he loves most, now those eyes are full of emotion because of him, bright and eye-catching, so beautiful that he can't move his eyes away.

He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Shen Zhuo fiercely, and with a few movements, he personally sent Shen Zhuo to the peak of his feelings.

Under Shen Zhuo's slightly distracted eyes, Su Jingcheng gently lowered her head and kissed his eyes again, and then remembered the question just now: "Pengci? Speaking of which, I was touched once before... just now The first intersection from Z University, I don’t know if it’s a college student, but I guess it’s definitely not from Z University, our alma mater can’t teach students who can touch porcelain.”

"It's still far away from my car, so I probably saw my car and fell down."

Su Jingcheng pecked and kissed Shen Zhuo's face as if he was still not satisfied, the two breathed intertwined, and he said casually, "It happened that Lao Zhao was also nearby, so I called and asked him to be sent to the hospital. After checking that there was nothing wrong, I rewarded him with some performance fees for his hard work, and treated him as a beggar."

"Really..." Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, but he didn't speak for a long time.

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