The weather is starting to get colder, and yellow leaves are always falling on the roadside. The occasional breeze is also cold, and people no longer feel comfortable.
After carrying Yun Pei down from the car and placing him steadily on the wheelchair, Qin Mingyuan helped him to straighten his collar and asked, "Are you cold?"
The weather today is not very good, it is gloomy and windy, and it is very dry in this season. It would be better if it rained again.
Yun Pei squeezed his hand, shook his head, looked towards the hospital building not far away, and said, "Let's go."
Knowing how anxious he was, Qin Mingyuan said nothing more. He held the wheelchair handle and pushed him towards the inpatient building.
The private hospital campus is very nice, with a complete range of facilities. It is spotless and you can smell a faint smell of disinfectant.
Yun Pei, who often went to the hospital to have his legs checked, did not feel uncomfortable with the smell. While in the elevator, his eyes were always on the display screen of the elevator floor.
Qin Mingyuan put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Promise me that no matter what you hear later, don't get too excited, okay?"
Excessively intense emotions would affect the body, and that was not what he wanted to see.
Yun Pei followed his hand and looked up at him, a little smile on his face, "Don't worry, I won't be with you by my side."
Qin Mingyuan felt a little relieved and took back his hand to hold the wheelchair again. Just as the elevator reached the floor, his eyes deepened for a moment and he pushed the person out.
The floor was very quiet, there was no noisy sound, the doors of the wards were all closed, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles was particularly obvious.
Yun Pei felt more and more calm as he listened to his regular footsteps. It was a sense of security that came from being accompanied by someone.
They came to a ward near the end of the corridor. The door of the ward was ajar and not closed tightly.
Through the gap in the door, you can see a middle-aged man sitting in front of the bed with his back to the door. He is not sitting straight, his back looks a little hunched, and he exudes a sense of powerlessness.
Qin Mingyuan lowered his eyes to look at the silent Yun Pei, then raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.
The man inside moved, and a hoarse voice came out, "Come in."
He probably thought it was a nurse making rounds, so he didn't pay much attention. He just faced the bed and reached out to tuck in the quilt for the person lying on it.
Two people pushed open the door and entered the ward, only to see clearly that the person lying on the bed was a small child with a respirator on his face so his face could not be seen clearly.
The person who came in behind him didn't make any movement for a long time. The man who felt strange turned around and saw them with a confused look on his face, "Who are you..."
Yun Pei's gaze fell on his face. He remembered that he was only thirty-something when he left their home. Twelve years had passed, but he looked like he had experienced more than twenty years of hardships, like a man in his fifties. His hair on both temples were all gray, and he didn't look as energetic as Uncle Wu.
"Long time no see, Uncle Wang."
When Wang Zhigang heard his words, his eyes fell on his face, his expression was shocked, he lowered his eyes to look at his legs, and stood up suddenly. The stool slid back because of his movement, making a loud noise. He didn't care, his lips trembled, "Young, Young Master..."
Seeing his frightened expression, Yun Pei had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at the bed and asked, "Your son?"
His question made Wang Zhigang subconsciously move a step to block the person on the bed, as if he was afraid of what he would do, and forced a stiff smile on his face, "Why is the young master here?"
Yun Pei shifted his gaze back to his face, "I accidentally heard that you were back and your family was hospitalized, so I came to see you. After all, you worked as a driver for our family for so many years."
"Thank you, thank you, young master, for still thinking of me." Wang Zhigang was very nervous. The other party shouldn't know that he was here. Now he suddenly came here, and he was afraid that the other party might know something.
He rubbed his hands together unnaturally in front of him, and he dared not look directly at the young man sitting in the wheelchair.
He thought Yun Pei was here to test him, but Yun Pei didn't want to beat around the bush with him. "Now that we've seen everyone, let's talk about what happened back then."
Wang Zhigang's heartbeat quickened. He barely managed to maintain his facial expression and asked in a puzzled tone, "What happened back then? What happened, Master?"
Seeing that he was still trying to test him with a fluke mentality, Yun Pei simply told him directly, "It's about my mother's car accident."
A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Wang Zhigang's forehead. He took a step back and his legs hit the bed. He turned his head nervously, and was relieved to see that the person on the bed was not affected.
He turned his head again and met Yun Pei's gaze. He looked away guiltily. His throat was dry due to nervousness. He swallowed and said, "I'm sorry about what happened to Madam back then. No one wants to see such an accident, but so many years have passed. It's time for the young master to let it go. You..."
"Don't beat around the bush here," Qin Mingyuan, who had been watching their conversation in silence, interrupted him, "We know that you tampered with Yun Pei's mother's car back then."
Wang Zhigang could no longer maintain his forced calmness. His face turned pale in an instant. He was completely panicked. He clenched his shaking hands and said, "What are you talking about? It was an accident!"
His voice unconsciously rose due to nervousness, but he still insisted on being stubborn and even wanted to drive them out of the ward, "You guys go back and don't disturb my son's rest here."
Seeing him reaching out to push Yun Pei's wheelchair, Qin Mingyuan stepped in front of him, pushed his hand away, and said coldly: "If you don't want to talk to us, how about letting the police talk to you later?"
"Then why didn't you let my mother go?" Yun Pei was not affected by his emotions and asked such questions in a calm tone, "She never treated you badly. She gave you bonuses every year and festival. She even attended your wedding in person and gave you a big red envelope. But what about you?"
The questioning voice, which did not contain any anger, pierced Wang Zhigang's heart like a sharp sword. His body swayed as if he could not stand steadily. He held on to the railing at the end of the bed, his eyes reddened, and his voice was hoarse, "I didn't mean to do that. I was just possessed by a ghost for a while..."
"But you still did it in the end." No matter how conflicted Yun Pei was at first or how many reasons he had, he still made that choice in the end.
"Yes, I did it..." Wang Zhigang's expression was dull for a moment. He raised his hand to wipe his face and lowered his head in a compromise. "What do you want to talk about?"
"What happened? The deal between you and Huo Lijuan." Yun Pei looked up at him and asked directly.
“It seems you have checked everything…” Wang Zhigang smiled self-deprecatingly and turned his gaze to his unconscious son on the hospital bed.
Wang Zhigang actually liked his job very much back then. His wife had a good temper and never scolded them. She was also very generous. Just as Yun Pei said, she would give him bonuses and gifts during festivals.
The other party didn't even care about the so-called status gap. She went to congratulate him in person when he got married, gave him a red envelope of 50,000 yuan, and gave his wife a gold bracelet.
She was obviously a lady from a wealthy family, but she didn't show any impatience when sitting among his group of poor relatives, and she didn't mind being held by the hand and chatting with the elderly.
Wang Zhigang once thought that with such a master, he could do this job for the rest of his life. He did not expect that he could not resist the greed in his heart.
"Huo Lijuan found me privately that year and said she was willing to give me one million yuan to do something to my wife's car..." Wang Zhigang lowered his head and looked at the ground, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the person opposite him.
Back then, Huo Lijuan was just a lover kept by Yun Haowei. For her to take out one million in one go, it was a huge expense for his mother's life. Yun Pei sneered in his heart.
Wang Zhigang paused and continued, "I didn't agree at first because my wife is so nice and I couldn't let her down, but later..."
Later, Huo Lijuan looked for him many times, and the other party told him that he was only asked to move the car, not to kill anyone. Even if something happened, it had nothing to do with him. Everything would just be an accident, and he would easily get one million.
The other party also promised him that as long as he successfully married into the Yun family and became Mrs. Yun, he would be sent to live in another city and arranged a job for him that was no worse than his current one. One million yuan from more than ten years ago was much more durable than it is now, and there was also a guarantee for the future. Of course, he was a little shaken, but he was always pulled by his conscience.
"Just at that time, my wife found out she was pregnant, and I was going to be a father..." Wang Zhigang's expression seemed to be both crying and laughing, "I want to give my child a better life."
So he still accepted the deal proposed by Huo Lijuan. He was really tormented at that time. Seeing his wife driving out with the young master, he once wanted to speak up to stop them.
But thinking of his wife and the baby in her belly, he said nothing in the end and just watched the car drive away in silence.
"The wife died on the spot, and the young master was crippled..." Wang Zhigang's eyes were red, and his expression was full of regret. "When I received this news, I really regretted it. I wanted to beat myself to death for moving the car."
During that time, facing the young master who seemed to have lost his soul, he felt guilty and he didn't dare to see him. He always stayed away from him and was in agony every day.
It was not until Huo Lijuan entered the Yun family and he was arranged to leave that the pain gradually faded away and he returned to normal life.
But perhaps it was God's punishment for his sins. A few years ago, his son was diagnosed with leukemia, and the family's money was almost emptied out in order to treat him.
He really had no other choice, so he brought his son back to this city that seemed like his nightmare and found Huo Lijuan. He threatened her with what happened that year and asked her to find a way to save his son.
He had actually thought that those things would be exposed one day, but he didn't expect it to come so soon at this time.
Wang Zhigang looked up at Yun Pei who was sitting in a wheelchair, and suddenly knelt down with a plop. "Master, I know I am sorry for you and Madam, but you see, I have received retribution now. Can you let me go? My son is only twelve years old and is sick. He can't live without a father. Please!"
He knew that he was not worthy of begging for mercy, let alone being forgiven, but he had no choice. If something happened to him, Huo Lijuan would definitely not care about his son, and his wife who was taking care of his parents at home would be even more powerless. At that time, his son would have no way out.
Yun Pei did not speak. Qin Mingyuan looked at him coldly with his eyes downcast. "He was only twelve years old at the time, but you took away his mother and his legs."
Wang Zhigang's pale face and decadent appearance did not make him feel any mercy. He looked up at the bed and said, "Your son still has a glimmer of hope, but he will have to sit in this wheelchair for the rest of his life and will never be able to walk again."
"I am sorry, young master. I am sorry..." Wang Zhigang knelt on the ground, mumbling, unable to utter any other words.
Qin Mingyuan didn't care about his emotions, "Does Huo Lijuan have any transfer records for the money she gave you?"
"Yes." Wang Zhigang looked up at him. "Just in case, I printed out a copy. I also recorded the conversation when she called me."
It was because he had these things in his hands that he was able to threaten the other party this time. She would definitely deny it just by saying those words.
Wang Zhigang seemed to have guessed why he asked this, and hesitated, "What do you want to do?"
Qin Mingyuan didn't rush to answer. He turned to look at Yun Pei first. When he saw Yun Pei nodded, he said, "Now, we can give you a choice."
(End of this chapter)