Chapter 094 Punishing Evil is Promoting Goodness! (29th update seeking flowers)

  Punishing evil is promoting good! (29 updates seeking flowers)

  "When the two vehicles collided, Zhou Cheng directly smashed through the glass and flew out. His head hit the front of the large vehicle... Chen Ju said that his head was smashed to pieces, half of it gone, he's dead, really dead!!"

  "Hmm," Wu Zhengxie nodded calmly, "I gave him a chance, either heaven or hell, let him choose for himself. He chose hell, and I couldn't stop it!"

  Seeing this situation, Yan Jing suddenly calmed down and nodded lightly.

  Zhou Cheng is dead, but Wu Zhengye remains calm and collected, which makes Yan Jing reevaluate him. Others may not know, but she's very clear that Zhou Cheng's misfortune was caused by Wu Zhengye's actions: the car accident, the faulty airbag in the Mercedes-Benz, everything was controlled by Wu Zhengye's moves.

  It's unbelievable that this calm and collected Wu Zhengye is actually the mastermind behind all this.

  "Don't look at me like that!" Wu Zhengye turned his head back, his face calm and natural, "That Zhou Cheng was never a good thing, sending him to hell early is for his own good, let him create less evil in the world, and suffer less after going to the underworld."

  "Hmm, I'm being compassionate and there's nothing wrong with that," he said, and fearing that Yan Jing wouldn't believe him, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Just now, I checked and the destiny blood in my brow has increased again, it's now up to 301 drops."

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing's expression immediately eased, and he nodded slightly, muttering, "Punishing evil is promoting good! It seems that even the heavens approve of this approach."

  Taking a deep breath, a smile finally appeared on his solemn face. "Alright, let's go, we'll head to the hospital and see Cheng Zhong. After visiting Cheng Zhong, there are still many things to do."

  "Exhilarating!" Wu Zhengxie smiled and nodded, "Today was indeed quite fulfilling, yeah, let's go."

  Wu Zhengyi was right, today has been quite fulfilling. Early this morning, I met with Pangzi and others at the police station and resolved his issue. Then, I went to the Da Fa casino and won 200 million. After that, I encountered fourteen black-clad men who surrounded me, and we had a fierce battle. Later, I broke through the Qian Kun Two Instruments Formation and defeated the Style God in the sports stadium. After lunch, I went to Zhou Cheng's villa to collect a donation of 1.5 billion...

  There were more events in the afternoon and an even more important ceremony at night.

  It can be said that Wu Mouren has never had a day as fulfilling as today in the past twenty years.

  Room 302, Inpatient Department, Second People's Hospital of H City. When Wu Zhengxie and Yan Jing walked in, they happened to see a middle-aged woman with a kind face carrying a bowl of thin porridge walking out of the door. The middle-aged woman had a worried look on her face, and among her black hair were some signs of age.

  Her eyes were slightly red, apparently she had just cried not long ago......

  "Aunt Liu, are you okay?" At the door, Yan Jing quickly stepped forward to take over the bowl from the middle-aged mother's hand and asked with a smile.

  The middle-aged woman looked up at the speaker, forced a smile and said "It's Xiaojing", but before she could finish her sentence, she shook her head. "Zhong'er still hasn't woken up, the hospital says they can't do anything about it, they say Zhong'er's condition should be just drowsiness, but there's no sign of any severe brain injury, they can't find the cause."

  "Your uncle Cheng has already contacted Beijing and it's possible that... we will be transferring Zhong Er to Beijing tomorrow."

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing turned her head to glance at Wu Zhengye with a pleading expression, before turning back to the middle-aged auntie, "Aunt Liu, don't worry too much, let him take a look first. If Cheng Zhong still doesn't wake up, we can transfer him to another hospital then."

  "Who is he?" The middle-aged woman looked at Wu Zhengxie with a surprised expression, then immediately furrowed her brow again. "Xiao Jing, who is he?"

  "My name is Wu Zhengxie!" Wu Zhengxie nodded slightly towards the middle-aged aunt.

  "Oh, it's Dr. Wu," As she spoke, the middle-aged woman's eyes revealed a disappointed expression, and then she looked at Yan Jing with a bitter smile, "Xiao Jing, you can go in."

  Jiang Jing took the bowl from her hand, and the middle-aged woman forced a smile, "Xiao Jing, thank you for your kindness, but even the most authoritative doctors in H City have come to see me, yet there's still no solution. I think maybe only going to Beijing will bring hope."

  "Don't believe me?" Wu Zhengxie, who had just walked to the door, couldn't help but turn his head back, with a bright smile, "Alright then, you'd better ask someone else..."

  "Zheng Xie..." Yan Jing looked at Wu Zheng Xie with a solemn and sorrowful expression, "Cheng Zhong wasn't intentionally doing it back then, it was just a misunderstanding."

  Wu Zhengye let out a light sigh and glanced at the middle-aged woman before saying, "Come on in."

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing's face suddenly lit up with joy, "Aunt Liu, let's go in too. Zheng He will definitely be able to save Cheng Zhong. Don't worry."

  Yan Jing was delighted and full of confidence, but the middle-aged woman didn't have even half a bit of confidence. "Xiao Jing, is his medical skills really better than those experienced old doctors?"

  "Don't guess anymore, just go in and take a look." Yan Jing couldn't explain it clearly to the middle-aged woman, fortunately she didn't bother to explain either. After all, facts speak louder than words.

  As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wu Zhengye sitting at the head of the bed, his right hand stretched out and pressed against Cheng Zhentian's forehead, his eyes slightly closed, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

  Seeing this, Yan Jing made a silent gesture to the middle-aged aunt, and then the two of them went to sit on a nearby rest chair to wait.

  For a moment, Wu Zhengye withdrew his right hand that was pressing on Cheng Zhongtian's forehead, furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, "Strange, this master has never made a move against him, so why is his heavenly soul being sealed?"

  "What's wrong? Can he be saved?" Yan Jing quickly got up and rushed to Wu Zhengye's side.

  Turning back to look at Yan Jing, Wu Zheng Ye revealed a smile, "Rescue is possible, but I'm just a bit puzzled."

  "It's fine as long as we can save him!" Yan Jing suddenly became excited, "Then let's hurry up and do it, we still have a lot of things to do later."

  "Xiao Jing, can Doctor Wu really save Zhong Er?" The middle-aged woman's skeptical voice rose again, she really didn't dare to believe this fact, because they had almost invited all the famous doctors in H city, but those famous doctors shook their heads one by one. And now, this young man who didn't look very impressive just touched Cheng Zhong's forehead, without even taking his pulse, and said he could be saved...this seemed too childish, at least, shouldn't they do a full body check before making a decision?

  "Aunt Liu, don't worry, if Zheng Xie says he can save her, he definitely can," Yan Jing said with a smile, holding the middle-aged woman's hand, "The result will be out soon, just wait and see."

  However, Wu Zhengye didn't rush to make a move. Instead, his beady eyes kept scanning the middle-aged woman's body back and forth, and finally, he smiled, "Xiao Jing, isn't your charity organization short-handed? She would do just fine."

  "Ah!" Yan Jing was taken aback, and immediately turned her head to look at the middle-aged auntie. "Aunt Liu, I have some money on hand, planning to set up my own charity organization to help the poor and those unfortunate children without parents. It's just that we're currently short-handed, so I don't know if you'd be willing to join our organization?"

  Yan Jing's serious face, sincere expression, but the middle-aged aunt did not immediately agree, instead thought for a moment before shaking her head apologetically, "Little Jing, Auntie knows you're kind-hearted and wants to help, but now Zhong Er is like this, his father Lao Cheng's health isn't good either, I'm afraid..."

  "Ahem!" Wu Zhengye coughed lightly, interrupting the middle-aged woman's narrative, and said directly, "Letting you join this charity organization is an opportunity for you. Although you often do good deeds in your life, that man of yours is not a good thing!"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing coughed lightly a few times, glared at Wu Zhengye, and apologetically looked at the middle-aged auntie, "Aunt Liu, don't take it to heart, he's just someone who speaks without thinking and often offends people."

  "I didn't say anything wrong," Wu Zhengxie said, too lazy to respond to Yan Jing's warning, and spoke directly. "This master has seen through your face from the beginning. The reason why that man is still alive now is entirely because of your kindness, but the rules of heaven and earth are fixed. Your kindness is your own business, and he, although you are husband and wife, after you got together, your kind thoughts have blocked many fatal disasters for him, but there will always be some problems on his body."

  At this point, Wu Zhengye stopped looking at the middle-aged woman and instead bit his own finger, using the bright red blood to draw on Cheng Zhong's forehead. "If I'm not mistaken, that man is 42 years old and has a disease in his heart and head?"

  The middle-aged woman frowned and looked at Yan Jing, "Xiao Jing, did you tell him this?"

  Yan Jing immediately shook her head, "Aunt Liu, I don't know about these things myself, how can I tell him?"

  "How did he know?" The middle-aged woman looked at Wu Zhengxie suspiciously, "Did Zhong'er tell him?"

  "Auntie, he's not an ordinary person, he is......"

  "Squeak!"

  Just as Yan Jing was about to speak, the door opened and a young woman wearing a white uniform and a white hat walked in carrying a basket. "Huh? What is he doing?"

  The nurse saw Wu Zhengye drawing flowers on Cheng Zhong's forehead as soon as she entered the door, and immediately ran to Wu Zhengye's face to stop him. "Who are you? What did you apply to the patient's face?"

  The young female nurse looked at Wu Zhengxie with an unhappy face, these few wards were her responsibility, if something unexpected happened to the patient or was abused by others and complained, then her bonus for this month would be gone.

  After stopping Wu Zheng, the young nurse turned back, suddenly with a look of astonishment, "The family member is also here? Why didn't you stop him just now? If so, our hospital won't be responsible if something happens to the patient."