Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 498 accident

Qian Jun was very anxious. Confirming that the man was still unconscious, he squatted down, "Gao Ruyun, wake up, wake up."

But the person on the ground remained completely still.

The hospital team arrived first, and by then several families had come out, offering their own flashlights. The doctor squatted down to examine Gao Ruyun.

"There is no breath."

"Doctor, is there really no other way?"

"They’ve stopped breathing, can’t be saved."

By now, the police from the station had also arrived. Today’s duty officer was Song Qingqing’s husband Shen Jian Country.

"Mr. Qian?"

"Mr. Shen, it’s that beast next to me."

Qian Jun was deeply saddened and filled with regret. Why didn’t he accompany her? Now it’s too late to say anything. He couldn’t admit he knew Gao Ruyun was delivering vegetables this late, otherwise, his reputation would be ruined.

"Mr. Qian, you’ll have to come with us to the police station."

"Okay."

Officers from the station found a board to carry Gao Ruyun away, which is when they discovered the blood beneath her head. Did she die from hitting her head?

More people gathered in the alley, everyone encircled the scene.

Shen Jian Country and Qian Jun walked together. "Mr. Shen, the deceased is my wife. After my bath, I found she was gone, and the leftover vegetables were missing. I thought she might have taken the opportunity to bring them to her mother’s house. So I hurried out to look for her.

When I noticed some movement in this alley, I came in, and after tying up the man, I realized the woman was my wife."

Qian Jun’s voice choked with emotion, and Shen Jian Country genuinely sympathized with him. He knew it was Qian Jun’s wedding day and was puzzled to find him here.

The doctor had already confirmed Gao Ruyun’s death, so they directly took her to the morgue.

When they arrived at the police station, Shen Jian Country sent someone to bring Gao Ruyun’s family over.

He completed the statement for Qian Jun, then handed him a cigarette.

"Mr. Qian, please accept my condolences. No one wished for this to happen."

Qian Jun just hung his head and smoked, feeling deeply distressed.

After half an hour, the Gao Family was brought in, and Shen Jian Country went out to take their statement, though his tone was harsh, leading Gao Ruyun’s mother to confess everything.

Qian Jun overheard that Gao Ruyun had asked them to send her, and yet they didn’t. It seemed he found an outlet for his anger, and he charged in.

He looked at them coldly, "Are you satisfied now? She was assaulted and she’s dead.

She always thought of all of you, yet you didn’t even bother to help bring her home late at night?"

"Why didn’t you go with her?"

"I didn’t even know she had left. If I had known, I’d have thrown away the vegetables rather than let her go at night."

The Gao Family fell silent. Mr. Gao, hearing his daughter had died so disgracefully, crouched on the ground sobbing.

By morning, all the paperwork was done, the criminal had awoken and confessed.

Shen Jian Country handed Qian Jun a glass of water, "Mr. Qian, you can go home now, everything’s settled here."

"Can the Gao Family leave?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I’ll take them to the hospital. Gao Ruyun can be buried now, right?"

"She can be." Shen Jian Country felt deep sympathy for Qian Jun. What kind of tragedy was this? His wedding night hadn’t even passed, and because of some leftover vegetables, he ended up losing his wife.

Qian Jun found the Gao Family. Seeing him was like mice seeing a cat.

"Let’s go, we’ll head to the hospital to pick up Xiao Yun."

The three members of the Gao Family hung their heads, following behind Qian Jun.

Upon arriving at the hospital, seeing their daughter in her sorry condition, Mr. and Mrs. Gao collapsed on her body, wailing.

Qian Jun stood nearby, looking at his bruised and battered wife. Although that was his wife, this was the grim situation he faced.

He shed tears as well. What kind of fate is this? He had just married, and now this happens.

Qian Jun went to the hospital to finalize the paperwork, "Let’s go, bring her back, I borrowed a vehicle from the hospital."

"Qian Jun, Xiao Yun needs to be taken back to your place, she was married," Mrs. Gao said, wiping her tears and choking on her words.

"Alright. But you should not appear."

"Bring her to my house," Mr. Gao, who had been quiet until now, spoke up.

"No need, Xiao Yun is my wife now." Qian Jun would absolutely not let anyone use this against him.

"I was just speaking out of anger, let’s take her to my place."

When Jiang Xinyu returned to her office after the morning meeting, she received the news. It turned out Shen Jian Country had returned from his night shift to inform his wife.

Song Qingqing finished and sighed, "How could something like this happen?"

Jiang Xinyu frowned. She felt unsettled. Though she and Gao Ruyun were merely acquaintances, a young woman in her prime, dying on her wedding day, it was truly tragic.

"Xinyu, can you believe a mother like that, wouldn’t even accompany her daughter so late at night?"

"Yeah, Gao Ruyun really had it tough."

"Xinyu, imagine how awful Mr. Qian must be feeling?"

"What can you do with that feeling? No one wanted it to happen. He’s not entirely blameless; why didn’t he accompany her, knowing nighttime was unsafe for a woman alone."

"Gao Ruyun left while Mr. Qian was bathing."

Jiang Xinyu sighed. How could a man take so long to bathe? He must have realized his wife was bringing things to her mother’s house, felt unhappy, and didn’t go after her immediately, waiting until later to leave.

But better not voice this. Who knows how it might spread.

By lunchtime, the news had circulated around the cafeteria. Everyone seemed to know.

Yao Shimin came over, "Vice Factory Director Jiang, let’s go visit Mr. Qian’s place after lunch."

"Sure, I’m almost finished."

The two of them arrived at the Qian Family home to find the door wide open. In the courtyard, there was a coffin, with Gao Ruyun’s photo placed in front.

At this time, they couldn’t hold an elaborate ceremony, so there were no burial goods, making it feel bleak and sorrowful.

The restrictions for funerals were even stricter; any lavish display would be seen as feudal superstition. Therefore, Qian Jun wore a white flower on his chest and a black mourning band on his right arm.

Seeing his two colleagues and secretary enter, he reciprocated their bows with one of his own.

The three followed him inside. "It’s fine; we’re burying her tomorrow, no need to come over, there’s so much work at the factory."

"Is there anything we can help with?" asked Yao Shimin.

Qian Jun shook his head, "There’s nothing formal, they’ll bury her first thing tomorrow, it’s all arranged."