bookbashuk Chapter 233 Despair!
Chapter 233 Despair!
Sha Zhu looked at him like this, and his anger grew even stronger. He roared in his heart: "Xu Damao, do you think you can deceive me? This is too coincidental. If it's not you, who else could it be? I can't let you go so easily. I must find out the truth, even if it costs my life!"
But his weak body made him unable to do anything to Xu Damao for the time being. He could only swear secretly in his heart that he must find out the truth and not let it go like this.
Seeing Sha Zhu so emotional, Yi Zhonghai stepped forward to comfort him, "Sha Zhu, don't get excited yet. I've called the police, and they will definitely get to the bottom of this matter. Your top priority now is to take care of your health first, and don't think about anything else. You've just been through a disaster, and being too emotional is not good for your health."
As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai gently patted Sha Zhu's shoulder. The action was gentle but full of concern, and there was a hint of helplessness and comfort in his eyes, as if he was trying to calm the waves in Sha Zhu's heart, but those waves were like surging waves, which could not be easily calmed.
"There is really no way to prove that Xu Damao did it. He and Xu Damao were both drunk yesterday. This matter is not that simple. You have to calm down."
Yi Zhonghai continued to speak earnestly.
When Sha Zhu heard this, his eyes became red like two burning flames, and he shouted, "How can you ask me to calm down? It's not like you have lost your offspring!"
As soon as he said this, Sha Zhu realized that he had said the wrong thing, and a look of regret instantly appeared on his face.
He knew that although Yi Zhonghai still had descendants, he had no children and was also an extinct family.
The three extinct families in this courtyard are now all gathered in this ward. It is really an indescribable embarrassment and sadness, as if fate has played a cruel and heartless joke, interweaving the fate of these three people in a strange and tragic way.
The atmosphere in the ward froze instantly, as if it was covered by a thick layer of ice. It was so cold that it made it difficult to breathe.
Xu Damao stood aside, with a barely perceptible strangeness in his eyes. That strangeness was like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, spitting out cold tongue. He seemed to be calculating something, as if he was planning the next response strategy, or thinking about how to completely get rid of suspicion.
Yi Zhonghai's face was full of bitterness, as if he had eaten an unripe bitter fruit, and the bitterness spread from the corners of his mouth to his entire face.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Shazhu, I know you feel bad, but we can't lose our composure. Since this has already happened, we have to believe that the police can give you justice."
Sha Zhu silently lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes like a lake about to burst its dam. He bit his lips, trying hard to suppress the grief and anger in his heart. His lips turned slightly white from being bitten by him, as if he wanted to vent his inner pain in this way.
After a while, Sha Zhu raised his head, looked at Yi Zhonghai, and said with a trembling voice: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now. I just felt so aggrieved. Why did this happen to me?"
Yi Zhonghai sighed softly and said, "Shazhu, I understand how you feel. Don't blame yourself too much. We can only wait for the results of the police investigation. Before that, you must take good care of your injuries."
Yi Zhonghai turned around and hurried to call the doctor. The doctor had specifically told him that he must be notified as soon as Sha Zhu woke up.
After a while, the doctor came hurriedly.
He first carefully checked Sha Zhu's vital signs with a serious and professional expression, and then said, "Sha Zhu, the most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries. Don't get too emotional or have random thoughts, as this is extremely detrimental to your recovery."
As he spoke, the doctor prepared to change the dressing on Sha Zhu's wound.
When Sha Zhu heard this, he hurriedly said, "Doctor, I want to take a look at the wound myself."
The doctor shook his head slightly and advised earnestly: "Silly Zhu, I am doing this out of consideration for your body and mind. You'd better not look at it. The condition of this wound may cause greater irritation to you."
But Sha Zhu was determined and said loudly: "No, I must see it!"
Seeing how persistent he was, the doctor sighed helplessly and had to let him take a look when changing the dressing.
Sha Zhu struggled to stand up, and when his eyes fell upon the horrific sight of his lower body, he felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning madly, and everything in front of him became blurred.
Although I have never had a family, I am at least a complete man with infinite expectations and aspirations for my future life.
But now it has become like this, with an empty lower body, as if an extremely important part of life is missing, like a lush forest that was burned down by a fire and left only a barren scorched earth, devoid of all vitality.
The glimmer of hope that still remained in his heart was completely shattered. He felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, his heart dead, as if he was being mercilessly swallowed by the abyss of darkness, sinking forever into the valley of despair.
Xu Damao, who was standing by, saw Sha Zhu's desperate look and felt secretly gloating in his heart, like a fox hiding in the corner and laughing, secretly proud of his own "masterpiece".
However, he didn't dare show any expression on his face and even frowned in pretending to be concerned. The frown was just right, as if he was deeply saddened by Sha Zhu's experience. But in the depths of his eyes there was a barely perceptible indifference and complacency.
Yi Zhonghai's face was full of pity and heartache. He knew very well what this meant to Sha Zhu. It was a heavy blow that almost broke him down completely, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. Every breath he took seemed to be in great pain.
Sha Zhu slowly lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, like beads that had broken off the string, falling one by one on the pillow.
His world seemed to collapse completely at this moment. The road ahead was dark, as if shrouded in endless darkness. There was no sign of dawn, and he didn't know where to go.
Yi Zhonghai was comforting him softly, but Sha Zhu seemed to have been deaf to any sound. He was immersed in his own endless sorrow and despair, as if he was isolated from the outside world by an invisible barrier, struggling alone in his broken world.
The doctor looked at Sha Zhu, sighed helplessly, and said, "Alas, I told you not to see it, but you didn't listen. Now you see, what a huge psychological shock this must be."
As the saying goes, listen to advice and you will have a full meal.
It was obvious that Shazhu didn't listen at all.
After changing the medicine, the doctor shook his head and hurriedly left the ward.
Yi Zhonghai sat down beside the bed, looked at Sha Zhu, and asked softly: "Sha Zhu, think about it again, do you remember what happened yesterday? Even a small detail may help to find out the truth."
Sha Zhu's eyes were dull, and he answered woodenly: "Uncle, I really don't remember anything. I just remember that I was drunk and dizzy, and then I didn't know anything. When I woke up, it became like this. I turned from a good man into this. That place is gone, how can I live in the future......"
At this point, Sha Zhu's voice choked up again, and tears welled up in his eyes again, like a flood that broke through a dam, surging and unstoppable.
Yi Zhonghai frowned and said worriedly, "This matter is too strange. The police will definitely investigate it carefully. Shazhu, don't be too discouraged. Maybe there will be a chance of turning around."
Sha Zhu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Turning point? Uncle, what kind of turning point do you think there will be for me? I am a useless person now, and I will be laughed at to death in this courtyard."
Xu Damao said hypocritically, "Shazhu, don't say that. We are old neighbors in the courtyard. No one will laugh at you. When you recover from your injury, you have to go on with your life."
Sha Zhu glared at him fiercely: "Don't be so hypocritical here. If I find out that you are related to my crime, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"
Xu Damao was so frightened that he trembled and said quickly: "Shazhu, don't wrongly accuse a good person. I really want to help you."
Yi Zhonghai frowned and raised his voice, saying, "Say less! Arguing won't solve any problems at this moment. Shazhu, you should take a good rest first and stop thinking too much. Taking good care of your body is the key."
As he said that, he turned to look at Xu Damao, and his tone was a little softer: "Da Mao, since Sha Zhu is emotionally unstable now and doesn't want to see you, you should go back to the courtyard first. By the way, go to the police station and tell the comrades there that Sha Zhu has woken up, so that the police comrades can understand the situation in time and speed up the investigation."
Xu Damao nodded repeatedly, with a look of amnesty on his face, and said, "Okay, uncle, I'll go right away. I also hope that the police can investigate the matter as soon as possible and give Shazhu justice."
But he was secretly thinking in his heart that he had to think carefully about how to respond to the police on the way back and must not reveal his true identity.
As he thought about this, he hurriedly left the ward, his steps a little flustered, like a mouse eager to escape from a dangerous scene.
Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao's departing back and shook his head gently, his eyes full of doubt.
He turned his head and looked at Sha Zhu again, and said softly: "Sha Zhu, don't take it too seriously, and don't believe everything Damao said. But we can't just accuse people. Let's wait until the police have investigated everything thoroughly before we can say anything."
Sha Zhu nodded silently without saying anything, but his eyes were still staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if his soul had left his body and only an empty shell was left lying on the bed.
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