But she would buy Zhou Tong the latest smartphone, the most expensive trendy shoes. She would buy Yang Fengping a bag worth thousands, and Zhou Huaishan a fishing rod worth tens of thousands. What meaning does such a marriage hold? What is the point of being with a woman like her? I can't understand.
She feels like a needle, piercing into my body, greedily sucking my blood to supply the Zhou family. I'm tired; I don't want to be this "door-in" anymore. I want to live my own life. I want to be myself.
That day, while I was discussing business with a client, I suddenly received a call from Zhou Yan. Her voice was choked with tears. "You need to come quickly; Zhou Tong pushed a pregnant woman down the stairs."
I was taken aback. "What happened?"
"Hurry over; that woman is bleeding a lot and is in critical condition."
I rushed to the hospital and found Zhou Yan sitting alone at the entrance. "Where is she?" I asked.
"In the operating room," Zhou Yan replied as she stood up. "Zhou Tong pushed her down, and she's lost a lot of blood; they're trying to save her."
"What exactly happened?"
"I don't know." Zhou Yan wiped her tears. "I heard from my mom that they were arguing, and then it escalated into a fight."
"What about your dad?"
"He's at the door of the operating room."
I approached the operating room door and saw Zhou Huaishan with his head bowed in silence. "What exactly happened?"
I asked, "What else could it be?"
Zhou Huaishan replied irritably, "Someone was pushed down, bleeding heavily, and they're in the process of rescue."
"I meant, why was someone pushed?" I held back my anger.
"How would I know?" Zhou Huaishan glared at me. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see the good deeds your family has done!" I could no longer contain myself and shouted.
"What's all this noise?" A nurse walked over and scolded us. "This is a hospital; take your shouting outside!"
I took a deep breath, forcing down the fury inside me.
"What am I here for?" I stared at Zhou Huaishan. "I'm here to help you clean up your mess!"
"Where's Zhou Tong?" I asked.
"At home," Zhou Huaishan mumbled, looking down.
"He's at home? He caused this trouble and doesn't care?" I was furious. "Is he a child or something?"
"He..." Zhou Huaishan stammered.
"He’s afraid you’ll come after him for this and doesn’t dare to show up," Yang Fengping interjected as she approached.
"Afraid?" I scoffed. "Now he knows fear? Where was that earlier?"
"Xiao Fu," Yang Fengping said as she took my hand, "I'm glad you're here."
"I've talked to them; once you arrive, we can negotiate the compensation with them."
I widened my eyes as I looked at Yang Fengping. I couldn't understand how their minds worked. Right now, the most important thing was to get Zhou Tong to seek forgiveness from the victim. Only then could there be a chance for leniency. But they were thinking about compensation. Did they really believe that paying money would make everything alright? This was a matter of life and death! Could compensation bring a life back? I was nearly driven mad by this family.
I sat down on a bench outside the operating room, trying to calm myself. Now, all I could do was wait. Wait for news from the operating room. Wait for the pregnant woman to be safe. Wait for Zhou Tong to receive a lighter sentence. But I knew that last part would be difficult. After all, this was a serious matter concerning human life.
Soon, I learned what had happened. Zhou Tong hadn't been working during this time and had been sleeping until noon every day. The renovations downstairs created a constant noise, hammering and banging every morning. Zhou Tong was awakened by the noise and felt irritated, leading to arguments with the people downstairs. After several disputes, the conflict deepened.
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