CHAPTER 501: CHAPTER 309 LOVE ACCOMPANIES LIFE AND DEATH 2_2

The TV in the hospital room was playing the current news, and Zhuo Yufeng and Gu Qingchen exchanged a smile.

Gu Qingchen had injured his back, while Zhuo Yufeng’s injury was more serious; his leg had been hurt and he would need to rest for some time.

"What, all the credit goes to him?" Gu Qingchen said teasingly as he watched Zhuo Yufeng’s inability to move his leg.

Zhuo Yufeng sighed, "I survived a catastrophe, there must be a blessing in store. What I really want to do now is to find someone to fall in love with. But then, looking at Song Xuyao’s condition, I feel too scared to even try. Imagine if one day I went crazy over a woman just like Song Xuyao lost control, that would be too terrifying!"

Gu Qingchen lit a cigarette, "That’s the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy of love, all sorts of flavors included. By the way, I heard from colleagues that Song Xuyao didn’t get blown up, he is just in a coma. Seems like he wants to die, but even death evades him! He’s in a coma now and can’t die even if he wants to!"

Zhuo Yufeng grabbed a cigarette too, his eyes widened, then he whispered, "Love, what is it really?"

Those who have never loved do not understand what love is!

Those who have loved each have their say, millions of versions, all different.

Zhuo Yufeng took a deep drag on his cigarette, "Did you notify Tian Xin? I still remember her saying that I was like her brother, how nice!"

"Notified!" Gu Qingchen nodded, "She should be on her way now!"

Just then, a nurse pushed the door open, and Yang Ting saw them each holding a cigarette in their hands, "Director Gu, Zhuo sir, both of you are smoking..."

Zong Zheng walked in, respectfully asking Gu Qingchen, "Master, are you still in pain?"

Yang Ting looked at Zong Zheng, "They’re smoking, didn’t you notice?"

Zong Zheng scratched his head, "Should be okay, right? They are still in pain..."

Yang Ting glared at him whimsically, "It’s harmful to your health!"

Gu Qingchen rarely joked, "It’s fine as long as Zong Zheng doesn’t smoke!"

"Okay, I won’t!" Zong Zheng blushed with embarrassment.

Yang Ting’s face turned red, and then she ran out.

Zong Zheng bowed his head, as the sound of Gu Qingchen and Zhuo Yufeng’s hearty laughter filled the room. Love for him must have arrived quietly, right?

Zhuo Yufeng finished his cigarette, "Watching these young people all bathed in the river of love’s happiness, I suddenly feel old!"

"Then you should just go for someone from the seniors’ club!" Gu Qingchen hummed without any courtesy.

He then grabbed his phone and had Zhuo Yufeng take a picture of the injury on his back.

Zhuo Yufeng took a picture and laughed, "What’s this? Trying to get sympathy? Is this for Qian Wei to see, are you rolling out your 36 strategies of pursuing love?"

Hospital.

After Tian Xin and her parents arrived at the hospital, they saw Song Xuyao lying motionless in the ICU, wrapped in white gauze.

Upon seeing Song Xuyao, Tian’s mother recognized him as the man she had seen in an old abandoned building and immediately threw herself onto him, "My child, my child... my son..."

Although Tian’s father had been silent all along, seeing his son in a severe coma and the doctor uncertain when he might wake up moved him deeply.

Men’s sorrow is not easily revealed, but at this moment, Tian’s father silently wept as well.

Tian Xin cried out in anger too. Before Song Xuyao went to seek revenge on Qin Shan, she had hoped he would see his parents one last time. But what did he do?

He was determined to take revenge, and as a result...

"Song Xuyao, do you realize how much of a bastard you are..." Tian Xin couldn’t help but curse, "Why do you have to be so stubborn? Can’t you bear to see your parents so heartbroken?"

Before coming to the hospital, Tian Xin had already discussed everything about Song Xuyao with her parents, including the woman he once loved and what he is doing now. Hearing he was in a deep coma, they were already grievously heartbroken.

Cries and curses filled the hospital room. The nurses came several times, but their persuasion was to no avail.

Zhuo Yufeng, with an injured foot, insisted on not using crutches and hopped over to where the family was immersed in sorrow. Could the comatose Song Xuyao hear them now?

Could he hear his mother’s tearful, heart-wrenching calls? A son is a piece of flesh dropped from the mother’s body!

Could he hear his father’s mountain-like silent love? A son has always been the bloodline a father is most proud of!

Could he hear his sister’s deep accusatory cries of love? An elder brother has always been the umbrella a sister wishes to have!

Whether Song Xuyao could hear it, no one knew!

But at this moment, those who are still alive, especially the living relatives, are bearing the greatest sorrow, calling out to him to come back quickly.

"Zhuo sir..." Tian Xin saw this injured man and hurriedly helped him sit down, "You’re running around with injuries, can’t you stay put for a while?"

Zhuo Yufeng looked at her, "I heard it’s quite noisy here. Besides, the nurse said not to disturb him. He might sleep for a few days and naturally wake up. He’s too obsessed, too tired; he wants to rest for a few days, free from care..."

Tian’s mother looked at him, "And you are...?"

"Mom, this is the head of the Major Crimes Unit, Zhuo sir. Song Xuyao used to be the head too... they are colleagues!" Tian Xin explained.

"Auntie..." Zhuo Yufeng looked towards the mother overwhelmed by sorrow, "Xuyao is a stubborn person. Whatever he’s set his mind on, he will do. Thankfully, this time it was thanks to him that Qin Shan was killed. I will write a detailed report, asking the superiors to give Xuyao the demerits he deserves, as well as the credits."

After hearing that, Tian’s mother felt that her son had finally made some contribution and quickly thanked Zhuo Yufeng, "Thank you, sir Zhuo, thank you..."

Zhuo Yufeng, a tough guy, briefly greeted them and didn’t stay any longer, so he prepared to leave.

Tian Xin came out to see him off, "Let me help you back to your room."

Zhuo Yufeng, assisted by her, entered the ward. He broke out in a sweat then sat on the bed, still gasping for air, "It’s rough being injured..."