Absurd marriage

"Cough-cough-!"

"elder brother..."

Seeing his brother's pale face, Sheng Ling was very worried: "...you took this medicine, it was given to me by Yu Xiao."

Sheng Jisong pushed away the medicine that his younger brother handed over, and said out of breath, "...this medicine...cough cough...can't cure my illness...If you vomit a few more mouthfuls of blood, my life span will also be shortened." It's almost there."

Sheng Ling was so anxious that he jumped up from the wheelchair. He moved subconsciously, but his legs really stood up straight. Although he only lasted for a second, he lost his center of gravity and fell forward. Sheng Jisong was so shocked that he didn't even have time to vomit blood. The younger brother who fell face down, helped him to sit upright, and said pleasantly: "Can you stand up now?!"

"...I came here to tell you the good news." Sheng Ling didn't have time to be happy for himself, so he was anxious for his brother: "Brother, don't die. I was ignorant before, and I will listen to you in the future. I won't make you angry anymore."

"Yu Xiao has only treated you for a month, and you can stand up...very good..." Sheng Jisong murmured joyfully.

Sheng Ling's leg has been disabled for three years, no matter how he treats it, there is no improvement. So it's not because the injury is too serious, but because the doctor at Day Nan is unreliable.

He thought of something, took out a small red gift box from the drawer beside the bed, and handed it to Sheng Ling: "Yu Hailin asked me to give it to you. Open it and have a look."

"..." Sheng Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, opened the gift box as he said, and a crystal clear jade fell into his eyes.

"this is...?"

"It's the Yu family's heirloom jade, it can keep you safe." Sheng Jisong said thoughtfully: "Yu Hailin asked me to hand it over to you, just to show me the Yu family's heart, I accept this gift for you , you will live a good life with Yu Xiao from now on, so that brother can die in peace..."

"elder brother..."

"Xiaozheng is gone, and the only thing I care about in this world is you." Sheng Jisong raised his hand and wiped his tears for his younger brother, as if to explain the funeral: "I will let the lawyer transfer all the property under my name to you." In your name, and then I will divorce Gu Yun, he wants me to leave the house, and I will let him not get a penny..."

"...How did you make such a mess?" Sheng Ling was really puzzled. Even if there was a big hatred before, hasn't it eased a lot after getting along with each other during this time?Being tied to a bomb at the bottom of a cliff has experienced life and death, so how can you not get over the current hurdle?

Sheng Jisong: "In the past three years... I have been played around by the Gu family like a fool in the past three years, and I have been played around enough. I am tired, Ah Ling, I have never been so tired."

He didn’t feel tired when he started the family business alone at the age of 15. He became the secretary-general at the age of 22. He was forced to become a tool of the royal family in order to preserve the century-old honor of the Sheng family. He didn’t feel tired when he dealt with a lot of bad things. Yue, but his mental strength was exhausted.

Sheng Ling felt that when his brother said this, he seemed to have aged many years in a second.

He was no longer the energetic brother who chased him for three streets with a feather duster and held him like a chick without panting, took off his pants and smacked his butt dozens of red marks.

"Brother, have you never thought about letting Jiang Zheng go?" He asked tentatively, "Back then, when you tricked him into going up the mountain to execute him, you didn't seem to be procrastinating."

"...Ahem...Who told you that I was to execute him that night? Jiang Zheng is Yebei's spy. From the day his identity was revealed, Ouyang Hong would never let him go. If I choose to cover up , the Sheng family will be implicated, Jiang Zheng must 'die' once, only when he 'die', Ouyang Hong will divert his attention, you only know that I shot him, but you don't know that I have tried my best The plan at the bottom of the cliff is just to save his life."

"Sheng Ling, even though I thought he killed you, I didn't even think about taking his life. How can you think that I really want to execute him?"

Shocked and anxious, Sheng Ling said, "...why didn't you tell him about your painstaking efforts? You can discuss countermeasures together. Jiang Zheng is so smart, he will definitely cooperate with you seamlessly!"

"I didn't know Jiang Zheng's position at that time. I only knew that he stole a lot of meeting information, even though the information was never sent back to Yebei. But how could I not think about it? What if he Do you want to be loyal to Yebei even if you die?"

"I love him, but he is on the opposite side of me after all. What separates us is not a simple issue of trust, but the interests of two alliances. If I tell him this kind of thing, is it a gesture of favor to the enemy? ?”

"Only when he is 'dead' and disappears from this world, can the various labels imposed on him by Yebei fade away. He is just Jiang Zheng, pure Jiang Zheng. At that time, I will explain the root cause to him, and then go Ask for his forgiveness, as long as Xiao Zheng is willing, he will still be my fiancee, this matter is a family matter that the Sheng family can solve behind closed doors, and has nothing to do with the outside world."

"The plan was originally very smooth." Sheng Jisong's eyes flashed a trace of pain, and he couldn't speak in tune: "If Ouyang Hong's shot hadn't been there, and if Yebei's people hadn't rescued Jiang Zheng first, he might not have died at all. It will not be used as a tool for profit after death!"

His voice trembled badly: "I killed him indirectly, I killed him... Xiaozheng will never come back..."

Sheng Ling really hoped that the one sitting in front of his brother listening to these words was not himself but Jiang Zheng himself, so that their misunderstanding could be cleared up.

But Jiang Zheng never had the chance to know the inside story again, and his brother's deep affection for him was destined not to receive any response.

"...Brother, I will support you in whatever decision you make." Sheng Ling firmly stood by his brother for the first time since he was an adult.

"You want to divorce Gu Yun, and I support you, but in this situation, I'm afraid you have to go to court to solve it. Divorce lawsuits are not easy to fight. You have to cheer up and take good care of your body to be able to fight."

For the first time, the younger brother thought about protecting his elder brother, even though he didn't dislike Gu Yun, he couldn't help being partial at this moment.

He moved back to the wheelchair by himself, and his eyes fell on the medical records on the table. Sheng Ling is a direct relative of Sheng Jisong, and they are connected by blood. These documents are the same in his eyes.

He picked up the medical record, because he didn't know that there were other papers sandwiched in it, so he didn't pay attention when he turned it over, and the prescription and the hospitalization consent slipped down together.

At this time, by chance, a light breeze blew out of the window, and a thin hospital notice was glued onto Sheng Jisong's face impartially.

Sheng Jisong grabbed it irritably, and originally wanted to crush it and throw it away, but as Sheng Ling said, he can't just let it slump, and he must guard against Gu Yun's plot when he has nothing to love again, so he glanced at the hospitalization consent form, After confirming that there is no "family members voluntarily waive the rescue" clause, he swiped his gaze to the lower right corner and glanced at the signature.

What I saw was still the name "Gu Yun", but there was an extra word with strange strokes next to it.

Sheng Jisong felt that his eyes were very familiar. He took a closer look, and finally judged from the three points of water that this was a "river" that had been simply crossed out.

"Brother?" Sheng Ling noticed that his brother wanted to stuff papers into his eyes as if he had forgotten his reading glasses. He asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong?"

"..."

"Who is my attending doctor?!"

"Ah? It's Dr. Zhang from the surgery...Brother?! Where are you going?!"

Sheng Jisong rolled out of bed vigorously, rushed out of the ward barefoot, and rushed to the surgery office. If he was given wings, he could take off on the spot.

Many pedestrians passed by on the way, and after a nurse found out who he was, they chased him and told him to go back to bed and rest.

Sheng Jisong walked like flying, he didn't look like a patient whose life was almost shortened by vomiting blood!

When he rushed into the surgery office, Yu Xiao happened to be there too. For the sake of Sheng Ling, he naturally cared about Sheng Jisong, his future brother-in-law.

As soon as Sheng Jisong came in, he grabbed Doctor Zhang and shook the hospitalization consent form in front of the doctor's eyes: "Who signed it for me?!"

"What?" The doctor obviously didn't respond.

"Who signed the consent form? Forget it, just adjust the monitoring for me." He glanced at the young man in the office, and said, "Please, adjust the monitoring outside the emergency room for me on the day I was admitted to the hospital." Come out! Hurry up!!"

The young man was overwhelmed by his aura, even though he didn't know who he was, he followed suit and ran to the monitoring room.

Yu Xiao was confused: "Mr. Sheng, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Jisong clasped Yu Xiao's shoulders, his eyes sparkled brightly, and his whole body glowed with a guess: "Jiang Zheng is still alive, right? You lied to me again."

"Jiang Zheng?" He said regretfully, "Mr. Jiang...It is true that he passed away three years ago. Don't be too sad."

"Don't lie to me. If he died, why would he come to sign for me? Look, look at the word 'Jiang'." He pointed the lower right corner of the consent form to Yu Xiao: "This is Xiao Zheng's handwriting. , I will not admit my mistake!"

"...This is Mr. Gu's signature."

"Whether Gu Yun signed it or not is not important anymore." Sheng Jisong walked into a misunderstanding, and jumped up like a bewildered man: "The fact is that Xiao Zheng once left this word on it, although he crossed it out. , but it is enough to prove that he is still alive, but I just don’t want me to find out that Jiang Zheng must have been to the hospital! You can hide it from me, but the monitoring will not lie to me.”

"Mr. Sheng, this word was signed by Gu Yun. At that moment, he wrote 'Jiang' subconsciously. I was by his side. I reminded him to change it."

"Yu Xiao, you took money from Gu's family, so naturally you want to speak for Gu Yun, I understand you." Sheng Jisong couldn't listen to anything anymore.

"Surveillance is here!"

Xiaonian put the surveillance video on the computer, and quickly called up the video outside the emergency room on the day the Secretary-General was admitted to the hospital.

Sheng Jisong sat in front of the computer, concentrating, almost more serious than Gu Yun (the first 10 minutes) of the online class.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, but he didn't pay attention to Gu Yun in the picture, but focused on every pedestrian passing by.

He was sure that Xiao Zheng must have been here.

During the monitoring, the doctor in the emergency room came out, and after saying a few words, the nurse took out a piece of paper. Under the high-definition monitoring, Sheng Jisong clearly saw the content of the paper, which was the "Consent to Hospitalization".

He saw Gu Yun take the consent form, take the pen, and sign in the lower right corner of the consent form without thinking. Two seconds later, Yu Xiao interrupted him, reminding him that he signed the wrong sign. Gu Yun obviously paused, and then crossed out. Only after the first word, continue to sign.

When the consent form, which was only in his hands, was handed back to the nurse, there was a simply crossed out "Jiang" in the lower right corner exactly like Sheng Jisong's, and the inconspicuous other stroke was for "Zheng". first painting.

There was no sign of Jiang Zheng during the whole process, only Gu Yun held the pen and signed the word.

"The one who signed was Gu Yun, not Jiang Zheng." Fearing that he would be dazed, Yu Xiao hurriedly repeated the fact.

Sheng Jisong's eyes were blank at first, but soon, the light was lit again.

Ten minutes ago, he foresaw a future in which he might be pissed off by Gu Yun and die young.

Ten minutes later, not only did he not want to die, he even wanted to borrow another 10 years from the sky!