Little Terrified Bun

Wei Min's situation is not optimistic. He started to have a fever in the middle of the night, and the fever did not go away.

Wei Jing was sleeping on a narrow single bed in the hospital. He couldn't close his eyes in a daze. He was thinking about something. He was completely awakened by the noisy noise outside. He looked at the simple small room and smelled the inside of his nose. There was a faint smell of disinfectant water, and he was in a trance for a few seconds before he suddenly jumped off the bed.

Wei Min’s ward is next to him. When Wei Jing passed by, he saw a group of doctors in white coats surrounded by the ward. He Di leaned against the white wall, holding a half-pumped one with his fingertips. Cigarettes, frowning, haggard face.

Wei Jing's heart trembled immediately. He clenched his five fingers subconsciously, and said unsteadily, "What's wrong? Isn't Wei Min all right?"

"It's okay." He Di's voice was hoarse, "It will be okay."

I didn't know if he was comforting Wei Jing or comforting himself.

The young man stood silently beside the man. Xu Gen had already left. Wei Zhe was going to investigate the car accident, and he also left. When he left, he wanted to take Wei Jing away as well. After all, it was useless for him to stay here. ? Wei Jing refused to listen to the man this time, and he just stayed in the hospital.

After about half an hour, the doctors walked out of the ward, Wei Jing and the others hurriedly greeted them, and couldn't wait to say: "Is he okay?"

"There is nothing serious, the temperature has dropped." The doctor said.

"Then...may I go in and see him? Just take a look." Wei Jing said cautiously.

"Yes, you can, but before you go in, you have to put on sterile gowns and disinfect them before you can go in."

"No problem, no problem, it should be."

Wei Min’s condition has now stabilized. The most important thing at the moment is to prevent infection. Wei Jing and the others have tossed, changed their clothes, and entered the ward tightly, and the people on the bed were sleeping peacefully. With a bandage on his face, no expressions can be seen.

Wei Jing covered his mouth tightly with both hands, fearing that he would cry hopelessly.

His life started again, but it ruined Wei Min's life.

Eleven years ago, a car accident that shouldn’t have happened left Wei Min without his mother; eleven years later, he was supposed to be lying in the ward, staying here, and replaced by a disfigured foot injury. Wei Min.

"Don't cry."

The man who had been silently following Wei Jing suddenly spoke. He walked in front of Wei Min and turned to the human on the bed: "You get better now! The people who want to apologize are here. They have thought about it for so many years. How can you give up halfway?"

As he said, such a big man with a height of 1.8 meters, his voice also choked.

Wei Jing's brain was blank for a moment, "What do you mean by someone who wants to apologize?"

"If I say it, he will be angry. Let him talk about it personally!" He Di said.

There was a silent silence, Wei Jing had a vague thought in his heart, but he was not sure. The two of them stayed in the ward for more than half an hour before being invited out by the nurse.

"You go to sleep for a while! I'll guard outside." Wei Jing rubbed his sore eyes.

"I'm not sleepy." He Di sat beside Wei Jing.

"Oh!"

Wei Jing didn't persuade him much, and he couldn't sleep under the circumstances.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, the sky was full of stars on summer nights, and fireflies wandered carrying small lanterns in the grass of the hospital. Wei Zhe's people handled things very quickly, and they brought the truck driver's information that day.

According to the information, this man is a driver who pulls long-distance cargo. He is a gambler. He owes hundreds of thousands of debts outside. He just resigned from his company a month ago. This was another car accident.

Wei Zhe put down the information in his hand and sneered. There must be someone behind this incident.

"Have you checked the invoice flow?" he said.

"Checked, there is no abnormality."

"What about that gambling debt?"

"According to the information we explored in the casino, the gambling debt has been paid off."

"……Ok."

So, who is behind the scenes? Wei Zhe pondered for a few seconds, and there was a person in his heart ready to come out, but it seemed that there was a layer of film, and he couldn't remember it.

The driver who was driving has been locked up in the police station. The man was full of alcohol when he was caught, his speech was slightly vague, but his thinking was very clear.

He insisted that he was drunk driving, everything was an accident.

Wei Zhe looked at the opposite side through a layer of glass, his expression gloomy, right? It doesn't matter, he will pick up all this incident bit by bit by himself, and he will not let any of those who want to hurt Wei Jing.

Wei Zhe thought this way before he left the police station, but what he never expected was that the murderer would have caught himself? ?

Do not! It shouldn't be a self-investment, it should be a struggle.

It was more than two o'clock in the morning. After a day’s fatigue, the tense spirit relaxed, and the whole person was in a state of fatigue. When the vehicle hits over, if he didn’t jump off the car promptly, he might really be caught The opposite succeeded.

Afterwards, Wei Zhe felt incredible. In just a few seconds, his body seemed to be stimulated with infinite potential. The scene before him turned into slow motion, and the door jumped and rolled in one go.

Since the other party was coming at him, the driver sitting in the front seat was seriously injured, but at last he was not worried about his life.

Wei Zhe had a small amount of bruises on his body. He took a few heavy breaths and took out his cell phone to call the hospital and the police station. Then he walked to the other car and looked inside.

The person in the car had gray hair, half of his face was full of pleats, and his body was twisted into a strange range. The blood dripped along the dilapidated car on the black-gray road, and the person would definitely not survive.

This is Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei has been living abroad and rarely returns to China.

Wei Zhe rarely hears from her. After all, the previous generation had enemies. Mrs. Wei didn't wait to see him. He didn't have any feelings for Mrs. Wei. Thinking about it now, all of this is actually traceable.

Then Wei Yuhui was her grandson. He took Wei Yuhui to prison, and Mrs. Wei would naturally hate him.

I just didn't expect her to be so determined? Just drive by yourself.

There were fewer vehicles on the road late at night, and the ambulance and police station rushed over quickly.

The driver, Wei Zhe, notified his family that he would be responsible for the entire medical expenses, and an additional subsidy would be provided.

With the source of Mrs. Wei, everything afterwards can be easily found out. The old lady is already old. She was diagnosed with gastric cancer just two months ago. It is still in an advanced stage. She won't live long, so she returned to China to avenge her grandson.

She came to the truck driver to hit Wei Zhe, but she never found the opportunity. Yesterday the driver met Wei Jing and called the old lady.

The old lady hated Wei Zhe and the people around him so badly. One could kill one, and if Wei Jing was hospitalized, Wei Zhe would definitely visit, and she would find a chance to kill Wei Zhe.

The plan was rough, but the old lady couldn't take care of it.

Her body is no longer good, and she can smell death every day.

This is Mrs. Wei's last fight. After doing this, she can't look back. She has been away from China for many years, and most of the money has also been subsidized to Wei Yuhui. Wei Zhe wants to check and can dig her out in a few days.

So for the final blow, she personally ran into it with a trembling hand.

Even if she died, she would not allow herself to enter prison.

Finally, the truck driver was sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for life for intentional homicide. Assistant Xu was a little puzzled after learning the truth, and asked in a puzzled way: "If you do a good job, it should be directly sentenced to death."

"No." Wei Zhe curled his lips slightly, his ink-colored eyes were bottomless, and his smile was calm, "Sometimes... being alive is more painful than being dead."

Assistant Xu slammed abruptly upon hearing the words and closed his mouth.

Time passed in a hurry, half a month later, Wei Min, covered in scars, was finally moved from the intensive care unit to the general ward.