Wei Min's condition wasn't optimistic. He started to have a high fever in the second half of the night.
At that time, Wei Jing was sleeping on a narrow single bed in the hospital. He was in a daze and couldn't close his eyes. He was thinking about something and was completely awakened by the noise outside. He looked at the simple small room and smelled the faint smell of disinfectant in his nose. He was in a trance for a few seconds before he suddenly jumped out of bed.
Wei Min's ward was next to his. When Wei Jing went over, he saw a group of doctors in white coats surrounding the ward. He Di was leaning against the white wall with a half-smoked cigarette between her fingers. She frowned and looked haggard.
Wei Jing's heart skipped a beat. He clenched his fists subconsciously and said while breathing unsteadily, "What happened? Didn't Wei Min recover? "
"It's okay." He Di's voice was hoarse. "He'll be fine."
She didn't know if she was comforting Wei Jing or herself.
The young man stood silently beside the man. Xu Gen had already left. Wei Zhe had also left to investigate the car accident. Before he left, he wanted to take Wei Jing with him. After all, there was no use for him to stay here. This time, Wei Jing refused to listen to the man no matter what and insisted on staying in the hospital.
About half an hour later, the doctors came out of the ward. Wei Jing and the others hurried over and asked eagerly, "Is he okay?"
"It's nothing serious. His temperature has dropped," the doctor said.
"Then … can I go in and see him? Just one look, "Wei Jing said carefully.
"Yes, you can, but you have to change into sterile clothes and disinfect them before you go in."
"No problem, no problem. It's my duty."
Wei Min's condition had stabilized. The most important thing now was to prevent infection. Wei Jing and the others went through a lot of trouble and changed into clean clothes. They wrapped themselves up tightly and entered the ward. The person on the bed was sleeping quietly. His face was covered with bandages and his expression couldn't be seen.
Wei Jing covered his mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that he would cry out of helplessness.
He was given a chance to restart his life, but he had ruined Wei Min's life.
Eleven years ago, Wei Min lost his mother due to a car accident that should not have happened. Eleven years later, he should have been lying in a hospital room, but instead, he was replaced by a disfigured Wei Min with a foot injury.
"Don't cry."
The man who had been silently following behind Wei Jing suddenly spoke. He walked in front of Wei Min and turned to the person on the bed. "Get better quickly! The person I want to apologize to is right here. I've been thinking about this for so many years. How can I give up halfway? "
As he spoke, the 1.8-meter-tall man began to choke with sobs.
Wei Jing's mind went blank for a moment. "What do you mean by someone who wants to apologize?"
"If I tell him, he'll be angry. It's better for him to say it himself!" He Di said.
There was silence. Wei Jing had a vague idea in his heart, but he was not sure. The two of them stayed in the ward for more than half an hour before they were asked to leave by the nurse.
"Go and sleep for a while! I'll keep watch outside. "Wei Jing rubbed his sore eyes.
"I'm not sleepy." He Di sat beside Wei Jing.
"Oh!"
Wei Jing did not try to persuade her. He could not sleep in this situation either.
The moon was bright outside the window, and the summer night sky was full of stars. Fireflies carrying small lanterns wandered in the bushes of the hospital. Wei Zhe's men were very efficient. They brought the truck driver's information over on the same day.
According to the information, the man was a long-distance truck driver. He was a gambler and owed hundreds of thousands of yuan in debt. He had just resigned from the company he worked for a month ago, and the next thing he knew, he was in a car accident.
Wei Zhe put down the information in his hand and sneered. There must be someone behind this.
"Have you checked the loan details?" he asked.
"Yes, there's nothing unusual."
"Then what about the gambling debt?"
"According to the information we found at the casino, the debt has been paid off."
"… Yes."
So, who was the mastermind behind this? Wei Zhe pondered for a few seconds. There was a person in his mind, but he could not remember it, as if there was a layer of membrane between them.
The driver was already locked up in the police station. When the man was caught, he reeked of alcohol. His speech was a little slurred, but his mind was very clear.
He insisted that he was drunk driving and that everything was an accident.
Wei Zhe looked across the glass with a gloomy face. You're not going to say anything? It was fine. He would dig out the truth bit by bit. He would not let go of anyone who wanted to hurt Wei Jing.
That was what Wei Zhe thought before he left the police station. However, he never expected that the murderer would walk into a trap.
No! He should not have walked into a trap. He should have fought with all his might.
It was two o 'clock in the morning at that time. After a tiring day, his tensed mind had relaxed, and he was in a state of fatigue. When the car crashed into him, if he hadn't jumped out of the car decisively, he might have really been hit by the other party.
After the incident, Wei Zhe found it unbelievable. In just a few seconds, his body seemed to have been stimulated with infinite potential. The scene in front of him became slow motion. He opened the door, jumped out of the car, and rolled over in one breath.
Since the other party had come for him, the driver, who was sitting in the front seat, was not in danger of dying even though he was seriously injured.
Wei Zhe's body had a few abrasions. He took a few deep breaths and took out his 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 a head full of white hair, and half of his face was full of wrinkles. His body was twisted at a strange angle, and blood dripped down the broken car onto the dark gray road. He was definitely not going to survive.
That was Madame Wei.
Madame Wei had always lived abroad and rarely returned to China.
Wei Zhe rarely heard about her. After all, Madame Wei did not like him and he did not have any feelings for Madame Wei. Now that he thought about it carefully, all of this actually made sense.
Wei Yuhui was her grandson. He had sent Wei Yuhui to prison. Madame Wei naturally hated him.
But he did not expect her to be so decisive. She directly drove over.
There were fewer cars on the road in the middle of the night. The ambulance and the police station quickly rushed over.
Wei Zhe informed the driver's family that he would pay for the medical expenses and would also give them an additional allowance.
With Madame Wei as the source, everything that happened after that was easily investigated. Madame Wei was old. Two months ago, she was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer. She did not have long to live, so she came back to China to avenge her grandson.
She was the one who had found the truck driver to hit Wei Zhe, but she had not found an opportunity. Yesterday, the driver had seen Wei Jing and called Madame Wei.
Madame Wei hated Wei Zhe and the people around him to the core. She wanted to kill as many as she could. In addition, if Wei Jing was hospitalized, Wei Zhe would definitely visit her. She would then find an opportunity to kill Wei Zhe.
The plan was very rough, but Madame Wei did not care.
Her body couldn't take it anymore. She could smell the scent of death every day.
This was Madame Wei's last gamble. Once she did it, there was no turning back. She had been away from China for many years and had given most of her money to Wei Yuhui. If Wei Zhe wanted to investigate, it would only take a few days to find her.
Therefore, she used her trembling hands to hit the truck for the last time.
Even if she died, she would not allow herself to enter prison.
In the end, the truck driver was sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of his political rights for life because of intentional homicide. Assistant Xu was puzzled when he heard the truth. He asked in bewilderment, "If we do a good job, we should be able to sentence him to death."
"No need." Wei Zhe curved the corners of his lips slightly. His dark eyes were bottomless and he smiled casually. "Sometimes … living is more painful than dying."
Hearing this, Assistant Xu shuddered and shut his mouth.
Time passed quickly. Half a month later, Wei Min, who was covered in injuries, was finally moved from the intensive care unit to a normal ward.
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