Chapter 355
Though his heart told him to endure, Sheng Wenhao couldn’t resist his inner desire. By the time he realized it, he had already stepped out of the room and stood beside Sheng Hong. As he looked at this man who had deceived him for the first half of his life and tormented him nearly destroying his life in the latter half, Sheng Wenhao’s lips slowly curled into a bloodthirsty smile. Under the sunlight, his sharp teeth glinted like blades.
“You’re getting off easy,” Sheng Wenhao remarked somewhat regretfully as he touched his arm, once full of needle marks, and looked at the unconscious Sheng Hong on the ground, whispering softly.
Then Sheng Wenhao’s gaze stopped three inches below Sheng Hong’s navel, and his lips twisted again, full of malice, “But it doesn’t matter. Although I can’t let you taste the agony of drugs, cutting off your lineage is still satisfying. Weren’t you the one who valued the Sheng Family’s inheritance the most? Then prepare to have no descendants.” Sheng Wenhao spoke softly.
Sheng Hong’s eyelashes trembled, as if he were about to awaken from his coma at any moment.
Wasting no time, Sheng Wenhao ruthlessly stomped down on the target he had just eyed, twisting his foot maliciously, before Sheng Hong could fully regain consciousness.
Sheng Wenhao clicked his tongue twice, satisfied only after seeing the dark colored trousers stained. In a good mood, he hummed a song and stepped into the elevator, singing as he descended.
Meanwhile, Liang Mu, who had been waiting outside, sat in the car watching the once imperious Mrs. Sheng rush out of the hotel, her face unrecognizable, getting into the car she arrived in to leave. Liang Mu’s previously calm expression cracked a bit; she couldn’t believe that Mrs. Sheng had been beaten so miserably.
“It seems the woman inside isn’t easy to deal with.” Liang Mu murmured to herself in the car, her gaze out the window tinged with seriousness.
Liang Mu waited outside for a while longer without seeing Sheng Hong come out. Her expression turned mocking as she speculated that he stayed with the woman. Deciding not to wait any longer, she started the car and left, thus missing Sheng Wenhao, long disappeared from the Sheng Family, walking out of the hotel.
Mrs. Sheng suppressed the pain throughout her body, driving with her now unrecognizable face, eyes filled with hatred, all the way to the best hospital in Shangjing. She utilized her status to bypass the lines and rushed in.
Mrs. Sheng’s nasal bone was completely shattered; surgery was required to remove the bone fragments, and a piece of her rib would be used for reconstruction.
When the doctor handed her the scan, conveying this news, Mrs. Sheng’s face showed no expression. More accurately, her current face couldn’t portray any expression, and even if it could, it would be indistinguishable.
Mrs. Sheng, her demeanor wooden, looked at the person in front of her and asked blankly, “I feel like I can’t hear anything in my left ear. What’s going on?”
“Your left eardrum is severely perforated, and I’m afraid it won’t be able to hear any sound in the future,” the doctor said somewhat reluctantly as he faced the woman.
“So, you’re saying I’m going to be deaf from now on?” Mrs. Sheng’s hand clenched tightly under the table. The repression and coldness in her voice were chilling, especially the hatred in her eyes, which was enough to make one’s heart shudder.
Yet the doctor nodded under her terrifying gaze and advised, “I suggest you have surgery on your nose as soon as possible.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Arrange it immediately,” Mrs. Sheng said coldly.
Upon hearing Mrs. Sheng’s words, the doctor quickly called in a nurse to arrange surgery for her.
Shortly after Mrs. Sheng entered the operating room, the hospital received an emergency call for Sheng Hong. Once Sheng Hong was brought in, the doctors began initial examinations. Upon seeing the rupture in Sheng Hong’s lower body, the doctor in the vehicle cast a sympathetic glance. Being men themselves, they understood all too well the feeling of losing something so vital.
Sheng Hong’s lower body was the most severely injured area. Ordinarily, this matter would be discussed with Sheng Hong’s family, but his only family member was already in surgery under anesthesia. Without other relatives, the hospital had no choice but to forcibly awaken the comatose Sheng Hong and deliver the unfortunate news.
“What are you saying? What nonsense are you talking about!” Hearing the doctors tell him his lower region needed to be removed, Sheng Hong became frenzied. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he looked at the doctor as if he were a sworn enemy. He even wanted to leap from the bed to assault the bearer of bad news, but the injuries held him in place.
Especially when he tried to move and the excruciating pain shot through his legs and lower body, Sheng Hong’s face turned grim. His neck stiffly moved to glimpse his lower half, his hands shaking slightly.
Under the sympathetic eyes of the doctors, Sheng Hong’s trembling hand pulled down his waistband. With just a glance, he felt as if lightning had struck him. In an instant, all sound and color faded, leaving his world in darkness.
“Mr. Sheng, we understand that this result is hard for you to accept. But you must decide quickly; every minute you delay worsens your condition. You can’t postpone any longer,” the doctor advised, standing by Sheng Hong.
“Shut up, shut up! How could this happen? It’s all a lie, a hallucination. Once I fully wake up, everything will be fine, just fine,” Sheng Hong closed his eyes as he spoke, convincing himself that keeping them shut would prevent this reality. However, the piercing pain broke through his delusion, making him more conscious of the agony. The more he tried, the more aware and tormented he became, nearly driving him insane.
“Mr. Sheng, we must act responsibly for your life. Please decide quickly; the sooner, the better,” the doctor urged at Sheng Hong’s side.
“Do it.” Sheng Hong knew the doctors were acting in his best interest, so despite the emotional difficulty in accepting reality, his rationality led him to decide. Once life is gone, everything’s lost. He had to survive to seek vengeance. No matter how powerful Xu Jiahui was, having turned him into something so twisted, he vowed to bite a piece from her, even in death, Sheng Hong thought viciously.