Zhao Fucai was stunned and looked at Fu Yingying's deep and calm eyes. Somehow, he actually believed Fu Yingying's words.
Perhaps subconsciously, Zhao Fucai also felt insecure. His instinct for survival made him make a quick decision, pointed not far away and said, "Xinying, bring me your cell phone."
Zhao Xinying ran over and brought her eldest brother. "Dad, who's calling?"
"To Zhang... To Zhao... Zhao Fucai was about to say Zhang Yufeng and Zhao Fuqiang, but he suddenly felt that he didn't trust them completely." call your mother
Zhao Fuqiang was decadent. In the end, he found that what he could fully trust was not the beautiful young Zhang Yufeng, nor his half brother Zhao Fuqiang, nor his weak parents, but his ex-wife who had shared weal and woe with him for nearly 20 years but was ruthlessly abandoned by him.
Zhao Xinying was stunned and surprised. It turned out that her mother was the person her father trusted most.
Zhao Xinying quickly dialed her mother's phone number. Her mother's gentle voice came, "Zhao Fucai, is Xinying okay?"
Zhao Xinying was about to cry when she heard her mother's voice. "Mom, I'm Xinying. When my father was patrolling the construction site, he was hit by a heavy object and rescued, but it was very dangerous. Just now my father woke up and said that someone wanted his life. The person he trusted most was you. Let me call you."
At this time, Zhao Xinying was very smart and didn't say Fu Yingying. Although sister Ying was very powerful, she was young and her mother didn't necessarily believe it.
Jiang Shumei over there was stunned. "Xinying, stop laughing and let your father answer the phone."
Zhao Xinying just wanted to retort and saw Zhao Fucai reach out to answer the phone, "Shumei, it's me, Fucai, it's true. I can wake up for a while through special means now, and then I will continue to coma. You save me, someone really hurt me."
Jiang Shumei knew that Zhao Fucai was not a joker and thought, "OK, I'll arrange it now."
Jiang Shumei does administrative work in the provincial hospital. Although she does not know medical skills, she has a wide range of contacts. The most famous dermatologist in the provincial hospital is her uncle. Jiang Shu soon contacted Zhao Fucai, signed in a sober state, and directly transferred to the provincial hospital.
The provincial capital is a city 100 kilometers away. After driving for more than two hours, the ambulance finally sent people to the hospital and then directly to the intensive care unit. No one can enter except medical staff.
Zhao Xinying saw her mother and threw herself in her arms. "Mom, why don't you come to see me after you leave?"
"Because... Because some things have been delayed." Jiang Shumei said softly in a gentle voice, "my mother will often visit you in the future."
"Mom, do you still hate dad?" Zhao Xinying asked, thinking that her mother was willing to help her father, she had forgiven her father.
"Hate!" Jiang Shumei nodded. How much she loved in those years, how much she hates now.
Zhao Xinying stared. The adult world is really complex. "You are the person my father trusts most. When my father needs help most, if you hate my father, why save him?"
Jiang Shumei smiled and touched her daughter's brain, "because he is your father. If something happens to him, you won't have a father."
Hearing this, Zhao Xinying's eyes turned red. "Mom, you are so great."
Fu YingYing and Li Xiaomeng listened thoughtfully to the mother daughter dialogue, but they didn't understand it very well.