Chapter 146 I don’t want anything that the Xie family gave me.
Chapter 146 I don’t want anything that the Xie family gave me.
Xie Jincheng slowly opened his eyes, and the unique smell of hospital disinfectant hit him in the face.
He frowned slightly, feeling dizzy and his body aching as if it had been crushed by a heavy object.
He glanced around confusedly, trying to sort out his thoughts.
Suddenly, memories came flooding back and he had a flashback of the car in flames.
His heart suddenly contracted, a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and he subconsciously grabbed the bed sheet.
"Chizuru! Chizuru!"
Song Yubai, He Yang and Zhao Zechuan, who had been on guard all night, heard the sound and rushed forward immediately.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you, how are you?"
Xie Jincheng sat up, pulled out the needle from his hand, then pushed Song Yubai and He Yang's hands away and was about to get out of bed.
"Where's Chizuru? I want to see Chizuru!"
Song Yubai and He Yang were extremely anxious and stood on both sides of him, holding down his shoulders. When Zhao Zechuan saw this, he did not dare to hesitate at all and hurried out to call a doctor for help.
"Old Xie! Can you please calm down first? Just listen to what I have to say!"
Song Yubai explained loudly at the top of his voice: "Qianhe was not in that car at all."
"What did you say?"
Xie Jincheng's voice was filled with astonishment that was difficult to conceal. Song Yubai continued to add, "Qianhe should have successfully escaped before the car exploded."
"Where is she? Where is she now? I want to see her, take me to see her!"
Xie Jincheng's voice suddenly rose an octave. He clenched his hands into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from squeezing too hard.
His eyes were filled with anxiety and uneasiness, as if if he relaxed even a little bit, he would lose Shen Qianhe forever.
Song Yubai looked at Xie Jincheng's anxious expression and looked embarrassed.
He scratched his head, tried to organize his words, and then uttered those few words with difficulty:
"She's missing."
"Missing? How could she be missing? Have you guys looked for her carefully? Why would she be missing?"
Xie Jincheng's voice was full of confusion and anger.
His chest heaved violently as he tried hard to control his emotions.
He Yang looked at the emotional Xie Jincheng, patted him on the shoulder gently, and said in a low voice: "Your people, my people, as well as the police and firefighters, searched the area all night but couldn't find her..."
Xie Jincheng frowned tightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "How is it possible... How is it possible that I can't find it..."
He Yang took a deep breath and continued, "There are tall and lush trees on both sides of the road where the accident occurred. Your car was parked on the side of the road. In addition, there was a faint smell of ether at the scene. We suspect that she had been taken away before the car exploded."
Xie Jincheng's mind was in a mess. He tried desperately to recall what happened yesterday, trying to find some clues.
However, his memory seemed to be shrouded in a fog and he could only vaguely remember some fragments.
"Old Xie, don't worry. Qianhe will be fine! What we need to do now is to calm down and think about what to do next." He Yang comforted.
Xie Jincheng gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down.
He knew that it was useless to worry now, and he had to find a way to find Chizuru.
He looked at He Yang, his eyes full of pleading: "He Yang, help me find her at all costs!"
"Don't worry, I will."
The sharp-eyed Song Yubai noticed that there was blood on Xie Jincheng's hand. He took a tissue from the bedside table, gently pressed Xie Jincheng's hand that was bleeding from pulling out the needle, and said:
"Speaking of which, you are really lucky this time. Did you know that there are four other cars in your garage that were also equipped with time bombs? Fortunately, there was no danger this time, otherwise the consequences would be really disastrous."
"Four more..."
Xie Jincheng murmured to himself, his gloomy eyes filled with murderous intent.
After returning home last night, the Maybach he often used was sent for maintenance.
It seems that they calculated the timing well.
Want to kill him.
"But, always think positively."
Song Yubai tried to make his tone sound more relaxed, "It's a blessing that Qianhe wasn't in that car. If the person who kidnapped Qianhe really had some ulterior motive, he would definitely contact us."
As he was speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and Zhao Zechuan and several doctors came in one after another.
Zhao Zechuan's face was filled with concern and nervousness. He quickly walked to the bedside, looked around Xie Jincheng, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, in the lounge next door, Mr. Xie also heard the sound of Xie Jincheng waking up.
He hurriedly walked out with the help of Xie Wen, staggering.
After completing a series of examinations, the doctor straightened up, gently took off his stethoscope, and said to Mr. Xie with a smile:
"Except for the head injury, Mr. Xie is fine elsewhere."
After that, he turned to look at Xie Jincheng and continued, "In the days to come, you need to get enough sleep and proper nutrition. Avoid strenuous exercise and emotional excitement to avoid unnecessary pressure on the wound. We will change the wound dressing on your head on time and pay close attention to your physical condition."
"Okay, okay, thank you doctor."
Old Mr. Xie sat in front of the hospital bed. His already old face looked even more haggard at this moment, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
Wrinkles were deeply carved into his face, and his eyes were bloodshot, and it looked like he had not slept all night.
Last night, he learned that Xie Jincheng's car exploded, and he rushed to the hospital without even having time to change into his pajamas.
Wei Yan wanted to accompany him, but he refused. He called the fourth sister Xie Wen to come to the hospital together.
"Seventh Brother, besides your head, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else? Tell Dad, don't hide it."
Mr. Xie's voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of love for his son.
Xie Jincheng looked at the elderly man whose lips were cracked and flaky, and felt an inexplicable pang of sadness in his heart.
"I'm fine, Dad."
The old man nodded, seeming relieved.
But when he lowered his eyes and saw the large amount of blood on his son's hand, he anxiously grabbed his hand and asked nervously: "Oh! How is this hand broken? Doctor, come and take a look at my son!"
The doctor quickly stepped forward and took the tissue from Xie Jincheng's hand.
He looked at the nurse beside him and ordered, "Bring the saline solution and clean Mr. Xie."
Then, he smiled and explained to Mr. Xie: "Mr. Xie, don't worry. Mr. Xie just pulled out the needle and some blood came out. It looks scary, but it's actually nothing serious."
The old man patted his son's arm, and a light flickered faintly in his dark yellow eyes.
"Okay... okay... I'm glad you're okay."
After the nurse cleaned up the blood on Xie Jincheng's hands, he turned to the people in the room and said slowly, "You've all worked hard all night, why don't you go back and rest first. I have something to say to Lao Qi alone."
Everyone nodded and left the room.
Old Xie sat at the head of the bed, his eyes fixed on Xie Jincheng, whose face was slightly pale. His lips trembled, and for a long while, he could not utter a word.
The atmosphere in the ward was solemn and silent; even the air seemed frozen.
"Dad, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Xie Jincheng was the first to break the silence. The old man sighed deeply and then asked hesitantly, "Seventh Brother, what do you think about this incident?"
"What do you think?"
Xie Jincheng did not answer his father's question, but threw the question back.
Mr. Xie took his son's hand and asked carefully, "So what are you going to do?"
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
Mr. Xie’s expression froze.
Last night, he accidentally overheard the phone call between Wei Yan and Wei Guan.
He has always known that although this family appears harmonious and peaceful on the surface, there are actually undercurrents.
Especially after he brought Wei Yan and her son back to the country, there was no longer even the superficial harmony between them.
Wei Yan's ambition and resentment were like two sharp knives, tearing the family into pieces.
Last night, he tossed and turned, thinking all night.
He regretted the wrong thing he had done back then, which not only harmed Xie Jincheng's mother, but now also harmed their son.
But Wei Guan is his biological son after all.
The inseparable blood ties made it impossible for him to be cruel.
He had already lost a son and could not bear to watch his own flesh and blood killing each other.
He knew very well that if he allowed the situation to continue, Xie Jincheng would definitely find out the truth, and then he would fight Wei Yan and her son to the death with anger.
Thinking of this, Mr. Xie decided to show more sincerity as a concession in order to save the lives of Wei Yan and her son.
Mr. Xie sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched, his eyes full of fatigue and determination.
"Child, I thought about it all night. I was indeed inconsiderate when I decided to bring Wei Yan and her son back. I have decided that as long as you don't pursue this matter, I will never mention Wei Guanjin's family tree again. When I am a hundred years old, I will not leave even a penny of my inheritance to them."
He looked up at Xie Jincheng with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
However, Xie Jincheng just sat there quietly, seemingly not moved by these words.
Seeing this, Mr. Xie's heart tightened, and he continued: "I will give you another 20% of the shares you mentioned to me last time. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will immediately arrange for someone to handle the relevant procedures!"
"Do you think this is appropriate?"
Xie Jincheng raised his eyebrows slightly and coldly pulled his hand out of his father's hand, "As long as you think it's appropriate."
Mr. Xie was delighted, thinking that Xie Jincheng agreed to his proposal.
Before he could say anything happy, Xie Jincheng said calmly, "Thank you, Dad, for telling me who planted the bomb. This saved me the trouble of looking it up."
"However, I will not interfere with any of your decisions, and I hope that you will not interfere with mine."
This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured on Mr. Xie's head, and he was speechless for a moment.
"I remember you taught me before that being soft-hearted will only hurt others and yourself. Their behavior this time has touched my bottom line. You have to understand that they are the ones who want to push me to a dead end, not me who won't leave them a way out."
Old Master Xie looked solemn, trying to soften Xie Jincheng's determination with the bond of family affection: "But...but he is your brother after all! Your eldest brother is gone, do you still want to be so stubborn with your brother? Besides, you and Qianhe are not hurt."
It would be fine if Shen Qianhe was not mentioned, but as soon as Shen Qianhe was mentioned, Xie Jincheng's eyes became even colder.
"Not hurt?"
"Qianhe is still missing and her whereabouts are unknown!!!"
"Did you know that in addition to that car, they also planted bombs in four other cars I had."
"The reason I can sit here in front of you this time is not because they showed mercy, but because God has mercy on me!"
Mr. Xie's eyes widened in shock. He didn't expect the situation to be so serious. And Xie Jincheng's next words made him feel heartbroken:
"You want me to endure? I want to ask, what qualifications do you have to ask me to endure?"
"Wei Guan is your son, but I have never acknowledged him as my brother."
"It's not enough that Wei Yan forced my mother to death, now she wants to harm me and Qian He."
"If you insist on protecting them and their child, then from today on, I, Xie Jincheng, am willing to leave the Xie family tree."
"I don't want anything that the Xie family has given me."
"I just want justice."
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