Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 51

"Shen Zhuo!" Su Jingcheng's slender figure stood in the shadow of the lush trees, and he clenched his hands fiercely. He glared at Shen Zhuo angrily, but found that the person did not give him the same response at all.

"You...don't say that." In the end, Su Jingcheng was defeated, he let go of his breath, and said in a compromised way.

Due to the cold, Su Jingcheng's voice was naturally not as pleasant as before, it appeared dry and hoarse, which complemented his pale complexion and haggard expression.

"What did I say?"

Shen Zhuo took the last puff of cigarette slowly, raised his lips and smiled, and said very frivolously: "I said that I might be buried here in my last life, Tomb No. [-]. Director Su, you didn't just go to buy my tomb Come down now?"

Su Jingcheng trembled, as if she wanted to open her mouth to say something, but she didn't say it out loud.

For a moment, he suddenly felt Shen Zhuo's extremely obscure and hidden hatred towards him.

That hatred is hidden under the face he loves, in the eyes he loves the most, but now Shen Zhuo has become less and less concerned about showing his hatred.

All that needs to be said has been said, Shen Zhuo has lost interest in communicating with Su Jingcheng, he still has a lot of things to do, he has no time or mood to stay here and watch a sick Su Jingcheng who has no fighting spirit at all.

So he waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the original road, nonchalantly said: "Forget it, since you bought the land behind me, then I can only look at other places."

After walking a few steps, Shen Zhuo suddenly stopped as if he remembered something, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, I heard that the capital flow of Su's headquarters is empty this morning. The next step is to Is it time to declare bankruptcy?"

Shen Zhuo thought for a moment: "I wish you smooth sailing and a bright future, Director Su."

Su Jingcheng gritted her teeth, watching Shen Zhuo's back disappearing from his sight little by little.

Until the nearby mausoleum staff seemed to be frightened, they asked him very cautiously: "Mr. Su, are you okay?"

Su Jingcheng just came back to his senses, he shook his head slightly, wanted to speak, but coughed a series of times.

The mausoleum area was originally overcast, and he had just stood under the shade for a long time, and he had a bit of a cold this morning, so his cough didn't stop for a while.

"Mr. Su, do you need hot water?" The staff had long noticed that the wealthy local tycoon next to him seemed to be in poor health today, and now seeing that he was coughing so badly, he asked in a humanitarian spirit.

Su Jingcheng rubbed the center of his brows, feeling extremely tired, he let out a breath, and whispered to the staff member: "No need, remember to maintain the two tombs on time, I will visit them regularly."

The staff hurriedly nodded to the big benefactor: "It must be, don't worry! If you are not feeling well, do you need a driver to take you back?"

Su Jingcheng just wanted to be alone for a while, waved his hands, and slowly walked along the road that Shen Zhuo had just walked to the parking lot at the main entrance of the cemetery.

He really hasn't had a cold for a long time, he has a good amount of exercise, and he has enough exercise, but last night he sat in the car blowing the wind all night and didn't sleep well, and he had an argument with Shen Zhuo again. After driving for a long time, Su Jingcheng poked his forehead, probably having a low-grade fever.

The autumn tiger at noon was still very hot, Su Jingcheng moved back to the car, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He turned on the air conditioner, then closed the car window, closed his eyes and wanted to take a rest, but the moment he closed his eyes, he saw Shen Zhuo's extremely cold side face.

The man looked at him impatiently, and with a mocking smile, said quietly: "Su Jingcheng, do you think it's just a dream?"

Su Jingcheng was so startled by his indifferent expression that he opened his eyes almost immediately, and his headache became more and more severe, with periods of cold and heat, and he felt his hands trembling in a daze.

He sighed, thought about the fact that he still had a vacant apartment not far from here in the east of the city, then started the car, backed out of the parking lot, and prepared to go there for a rest.

At this time, it was the time when the traffic was the most crowded at noon, and the sun was shining extremely strongly on the top of the head, and came in from the side of the car window, making people dizzy, and gradually even the vision in front of them began to blur.

Su Jingcheng felt that his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking violently, and his vision became increasingly unclear. He reached out and touched his forehead, feeling that the temperature was even hotter than before.

It was not easy to find a place to park in the congested road section at noon. The temporary parking belt on the roadside was almost full of cars. Su Jingcheng pushed forward and drove for a while, until he reached a crossroad.

Su Jingcheng reckoned that he might not be able to drive a car in this state. He closed his eyes and tried to pull himself together. He vaguely recalled that there was a parking lot when he turned left here. He planned to park the car there first, and then called The driver Lao Liu came to pick him up.

However, Su Jingcheng misremembered the intersection when he was burnt out. You can turn left and there is a parking lot at the next intersection. According to the traffic regulations, you can only turn right or go straight at this intersection.

Under the scorching sun, a black Cayenne suddenly made an illegal left turn in the crowded traffic.

At the same time, a tourist bus full of guests came head-on on the road at the intersection on the left.

At this time, the road was on a green light, the bus driver had no time to slow down, and Su Jingcheng had always been as domineering in his driving, not to mention his consciousness was not so clear, and he didn't think there was any problem with turning left at this time.

The model of the tourist bus is relatively large, and there is a lot of traffic on the road. Even if you turn around immediately at this time, you will only hit other vehicles.

In desperation, the bus driver could only whistle frantically as a reminder. The sensational whistle pierced through the field control and pierced into the ears of everyone present.

It's about to crash!

Su Jingcheng suddenly woke up almost a second before the collision. Maybe people will regain consciousness for a few seconds between life and death.

His eyes were burning red, and he slammed the steering wheel towards the side of the road in the next second!

The road at this intersection is surrounded by trees and guardrails. Su Jingcheng slammed on the brakes the moment he turned the car, but his speed was not slow at all, and when turning with inertia, the whole car was still going along an inclined road. The angle hits the road.

The Cayenne knocked over the road guardrail and rushed all the way to the wall of a convenience store on the side of the road. Finally, the whole car slammed into the wall at an angle.

The airbag popped out almost at the same time, and the glass next to the driver's seat shattered inward into countless pieces, and together with the deformed body, it was severely dented on Su Jingcheng's body.

Su Jingcheng's mind was in chaos, he reluctantly lowered his head to look at the situation inside the car, his left hand was bent on the steering wheel at a strange angle, red blood slowly slid down his five fingers, and rolled onto the seat .

He tried to move, but couldn't feel it.

Pedestrians with good things gradually gathered around: "Sir, sir, are you okay? Hold on, we've already called an emergency for you!"

Oh, he crashed the car.

Su Jingcheng thought vaguely.

But fortunately, the right hand is still able to move, and the right hand is basically not injured. Su Jingcheng felt that the top of the head on the left side was wet, so he touched it with his right hand.

A bloody piece.

Seeing the expressions of the pedestrians around, Su Jingcheng was suddenly a little worried. He tried to reach for the phone, but found that the phone was lost in the collision just now, and he couldn't find it for a while.

At this moment, one of the onlookers seemed to have some experience in first aid, leaned over to look at the situation, frowned and said, "Don't move around, there may be severe fractures and concussions, an ambulance will come soon. "

Su Jingcheng gave him a hard look, and stretched out his right hand to him: "You... lend me your phone."

The man seemed to be stunned, handed the phone to Su Jingcheng, and said with concern: "The password is XXXX, sir, in your current situation, can you use the phone? Otherwise, I will inform your family for you."

Su Jingcheng didn't speak, turned over the cell phone with his bloody right hand, opened the dial button, and pressed a series of numbers.

He always thought that he didn't remember Shen Zhuo's cell phone number, but he didn't expect to find that he remembered it very clearly at this time.

The call was connected quickly, and the person's voice was as gentle and pleasant as usual, as if a soft smile could be heard from the microphone: "Hi, I'm Shen Zhuo."

"Baby..." Su Jingcheng called him, but didn't know what to say.

What do you want to say, you want to say that he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on anymore, and wants to hear Shen Zhuo's voice?

Shen Zhuo was preparing to hold a weekly meeting for various departments, when suddenly a strange call came, and a weak and husky man called him baby?

Baby what the hell?Shen Zhuo was a little speechless, but he still said politely: "Sir, you made a mistake, I have something to do here, so hang up first."

He always hung up the phone quickly, and there was a "beep" hang up sound from the phone in an instant.

Su Jingcheng stared at the phone screen for a while, then suddenly turned to the window, and whispered to the person who lent him the phone: "He hung up..."

I don't know if his expression was too ugly, but the man didn't think of words to comfort him for a long time, and said after a long time: "Sir, don't be sad, he will call you back when he's done working."

Su Jingcheng was silent for a moment: "Really?"

Before the man could answer, Su Jingcheng had already fallen into a coma.

The Su Corporation has been on the verge of danger in recent days, and the news that Su Jingcheng was in a car accident and sent to the emergency room immediately spread throughout the company, and all the employees mistakenly thought that Su Jingcheng was trying to save the company by himself, and that it was everyone's own. dangerous.

But Su Jingcheng, who was in a coma, could clearly hear the voices of people around him, the sound of an ambulance approaching from afar, as well as the low voice of the doctor walking in and the sound of the collision of bottles.

But just can't wake up.

He didn't know if it hurt or not, but the sound of the cold equipment colliding made him very depressed, depressed and uncomfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, everything around him gradually quieted down, the various noises ceased to exist, and he sank into the long darkness.

Some time passed, the darkness gradually disappeared, and in a completely quiet environment, Su Jingcheng dreamed of Shen Zhuo again.

The plot at the beginning was still the same, Shen Zhuo in the dream was kind to him in every possible way, and he dreamed about the day Shen Zhuo died again.

The scene was still dripping with blood, Su Jingcheng stretched out his hand to grab Shen Zhuo, but found that Shen Zhuo still didn't even look at him as if he had penetrated the air.

The cruelest scene was staged again, and Shen Zhuo in the dream died in front of him again.

Then, he dreamed that he went to visit Shen Zhuo's grave again.

The difference from before is that Su Jingcheng dreamed that he sneaked out from the intensive care unit of the hospital and hailed a taxi to visit Shen Zhuo's grave. In the dream, it was snowing heavily.

Still in the mausoleum area, the Shen Zhuo stele was also covered with white snow.

Su Jingcheng lowered his body and wiped off the white snow one by one. He lowered his eyes. This time, it seemed like an extraditional favor. After the snow was wiped off, Su Jingcheng lowered his head slightly, and inadvertently saw the burning date of birth and death on the monument. .

Died, November 26.

"Baby, you set my birthday as the lock screen, and you still say you don't like me?" When he was in a daze, he pressed Shen Zhuo to interrogate the origin of the lock screen.

The person who was pressed by him seemed to froze at that moment. He was stunned for a long time, and then gave a low laugh: "Heh..."

For a moment, Su Jingcheng suddenly felt as if something was forcibly stuffed into his brain that he should have forgotten a long time ago, and it seemed that a hand was stretched out fiercely and cruelly, forcing another fragment of memory into his brain. into his head.

He clearly saw the self in the dream knelt down in front of Shen Zhuo's tomb, bowed his head extremely gently, not afraid of the cold, and kissed the temperatureless tombstone.

"Shen Zhuo, even if you die, you will die by my side."

That may not be a dream.

Whether it's his affection for Shen Zhuo, or Shen Zhuo's malice towards him.

It's not a dream.isn't it?

In the extremely dark world, Su Jingcheng suddenly saw Shen Zhuo's back.

He was still wearing a white shirt, leaning against the door frame, looking at him lazily, as if the two had just woken up early in the morning.

Seeing him touch a cigarette, Su Jingcheng quietly lit it, put it to his lips, and smiled at him: "Su Jingcheng, you owe me your life."

"The patient's state is unstable! The frequency of brain activity has decreased—"

"Heartbeat drops—"

"Prepare for an electric shock!"

In the extremely quiet ward, Su Jingcheng was lying on the ICU bed, his face pale, and his breathing gradually weakened.

"Go invite experts from all over the city to come for a consultation! If it doesn't work, invite experts from abroad!"

After Su Jingcheng entered the emergency ward, because the patient was special, the hospital quickly notified the Su family that Mr. Su was most proud of his grandson, Su Jingcheng. His complexion changed immediately, and he drove over from the retirement villa in the suburbs by a special car.

Soon even the other offshoots of the Su family, including Su Bo, rushed to the hospital.

There are indeed many people who hope that something will happen to Su Jingcheng, but compared to those who hope that something will happen to Su Jingcheng, so far there are more people who do not want something to happen to Su Jingcheng.

Su Jingcheng is like a balance beam, firmly placed between the Su family and the outside world. Once something goes wrong with him, this stable balance will be broken. This is something that many people do not want to see.

When Shen Zhuo heard Aimee talking about Su Jingcheng, it was almost time to get off work. He was packing up and going home, but Aimee told him that Xu Yi was shooting an interior scene in the company's studio today, and that he would come to pick him up from get off work.

Shen Zhuo admired the energy of the young man, the office door was unlocked, he was talking to Aimee, Xu Yi had already opened the door and walked in.

Xu Yi has lost a lot of weight in the recent MV, but his smile is still very bright. He showed a huge smile to Shen Zhuo: "Mr. Shen! Let me treat you to dinner!"

"Then Chairman Su's side..." Aimee was concerned that Xu Yi was an outsider, so he stopped talking halfway through.

Shen Zhuo suddenly remembered the inexplicable phone call he received this afternoon. After thinking about it, he felt that it didn't matter. Who knew if it was Su Jingcheng, or who knew what kind of madness he was having.

The last time Xu Yi invited him to dinner, it ended in embarrassment because of Su Jingcheng, this time he didn't want to embarrass Xu Yi again.

So he waved his hand neatly, without avoiding Xu Yi, and said casually, "Since he has been rescued and is just unconscious, there is no need to worry too much. You can send a flower basket over there, just to show it."

The author has something to say: Su Zhaza: Stop talking. .I was so angry that I was about to have a heart attack. .

Shen Zhuo: Oh?

Xu Yi: Hee hee hee hee hee hee

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Thank you Piccolo Mushroom Cool Landmine~

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Thank you all for the nourishment!

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