Rebirth 09: Buying a house with a baby UP owner

Chapter 1892: Another Trip to the Gates of Hell

After the medical staff left one after another, Xinxin rushed to the bedside. "Mom, mom, you're awake. Do you still recognize me? I'm Xinxin."

During the whole process of the examination, Zhong Meihui didn't say a word. The doctor said it would take some time, and it was a great blessing that he could wake up now.

Chu Shoucheng also knew that it was impossible for someone who had been lying in bed for several years to get up and walk when he woke up.

He stood a little further away, his eyes fixed on the person on the bed who had already woken up, but he didn't dare to take another step forward.

There were too many emotions in those eyes, too complicated. Zhong Meihui forced a smile, but it was just what she thought was a smile.

At this moment, her throat felt as if it was being roasted in a raging fire, and it was extremely painful. She opened her mouth several times, but no sound came out.

Even when I moved my eyeballs, I felt a dry, burning pain. I tried to lift my fingers, but it was useless.

I did feel something on my arm, it was the feeling of Xinxin's warm tears falling on it.

She wanted to think about what was going on. It seemed like a long time had passed, but her mind was blank. She saw the medical staff busying around, and knew that she should be in the hospital.

I also recalled why I was here.

But looking at Xinxin, and then looking at the person in the distance whose eyes were full of joy but also mixed with a lot of pain, I felt a little dazed.

He seemed completely different from the gentle man in her memory.

Chu Shoucheng looked a little unkempt at this moment. He had stayed up all night yesterday and had some stubble on his beard, looking very decadent.

The long-term malnutrition and staying up late to watch over her made him suffer mentally, and he looked dozens of years older. If he met her outside, even Chu Shoucheng's family might not be able to recognize her at first glance.

"Mom, I'm Xinxin, and that's Dad." Xinxin stood up and pulled her dad to the bed, "Mom, don't you remember us?"

Xinxin's tears had already burst out, and she was sobbing. She once thought that she had lost the mother who had always been so tolerant of her. Later, she found out that it was actually her aunt in disguise.

Seeing the expression in Zhong Meihui's eyes at this moment, Xinxin felt that she had been waiting for so long, and even though they woke up, she might not recognize them.

Zhong Meihui shook her eyes slightly, and Chu Shoucheng, who had been staring at her, reacted.

"Mom just woke up and can't fully control her body yet." Chu Shoucheng tried to calm himself down, but his hands were tightly grasping Zhong Meihui, fearing that if he wasn't careful, she would be visited by the god of death again.

Zhong Meihui woke up for a few days, and Chu Shoucheng took good care of her. Slowly, she was able to speak, but that was all. Zhong Meihui could not fully control other functions of her body.

Apart from the doctor coming to check on him regularly and discussing future treatment methods with Chu Shoucheng, most of the time there were only the two of them in the ward.

Chu Shoucheng, who used to be taciturn and would only occasionally say a few sweet words to Zhong Meihui, has habitually spoken a lot in the past few days.

It seemed as if the person on the bed still hadn't woken up yet. He told her what happened after leaving the capital, told her about Xinxin's performance in school, and told her how happy they were to be together now.

Some also said that there was nothing going on between him and Shen Mengling, and it was Han Xiaocui who was causing trouble.

Zhong Meihui listened to Chu Shoucheng's story for several days and knew the fear in Chu Shoucheng's heart. She was worried that she was not really awake.

I also learned from the nurse that he had been staying in this ward since I was admitted to the hospital, learning from the doctor how to observe the values ​​of those instruments and how to take care of her.

How to keep her body's original functions as much as possible.

Compared to those cared for by professional caregivers, his care is much more loving.

Zhong Meihui also understood how much Chu Shoucheng had done for her. She would not mind what happened in the past, even if it was true.

"Many families find it difficult to pay the high fees. Some family members even choose smaller wards to save money. Your husband treats you very well and tries to give you the best environment possible." The nurse is also Chinese.

Chu Shoucheng went to the doctor's office, and she came over to take notes. Zhong Meihui didn't quite understand what she said.

Even though Chu Shoucheng didn't have much money, she had countless assets under her name. Even if she lived here for the rest of her life, she could still stay in the most luxurious ward.

When he came back, Zhong Meihui saw that his decadent look had lessened a lot. It was like a dead tree coming back to life, and it made people feel that there was a little hope injected into his lifeless life.

Was it because she woke up? She didn't quite understand. He could have hired a nurse and it would have been easier for him.

The clothes Xinxin wore these days were all old ones from many years ago. Even if she had a few new clothes, they were not very expensive.

"Roll up the bed, I want to ask you something." Zhong Meihui's voice was still a little hoarse.

I didn't dare to talk much because my throat was burning.

Chu Shoucheng adjusted her into a comfortable position, and everything was done with ease.

Then he sat down, took her feelingless hands, and trimmed her nails.

"What happened during the years I was in a coma?" Zhong Meihui keenly sensed that something big must have happened.

She had once again escaped from the gates of hell, and it was a great fortune that the King of Hell did not take her away. But for several years, no one knew what had happened to Zhong Meihui, leaving Chu Shoucheng unable to even get the money for a nurse.

From what the nurse said, it seemed that they were required to pay the monthly treatment fee in advance. This meant that Chu Shoucheng's financial resources could not gain the trust of the hospital.

Chu Shoucheng raised his head, met her gaze, and then lowered his head again. "Wait until you feel better."

As her body gradually recovered, it seemed that his words gradually became less and less.

"Tell me now. I want to hear it." The unquestionable tone really made the person cutting the nails pause.

Then he told the story of the strange things that happened after the car accident.

After a long time, Zhong Meihui took a deep breath. Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoli had such great ambitions. And her father and mother actually helped the evil.

Zhong Meihui did not feel the slightest bit of pain for her mother's death. When she made that decision, she should have known that keeping such a big secret would make it difficult for her to spend her old age in seclusion.

As for Sister Xia, she deserved to die.

However, Chen Xiaoli, the one who benefited the most, is still living a free and easy life in Beijing.

"I thought that the sincerity I showed her during those years and the fact that blood is thicker than water outweighed the resentment I felt for her being abandoned back then." Zhong Meihui closed her eyes.

Although she was a little sad, she was also very glad. She was glad that Chu Shoucheng was able to unravel the mystery and found out that she had been swapped.

As for money, it was just something outside of her body. Even if Chen Xiaoli had taken over her identity, she might not be able to take away everything she had.