Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 527 incident

But I just can’t act on this thought, after all, I can’t get close to Jiang Xinyu at all.

It’s not good to go to her house; I know that now she is being watched by the committee, and I can’t enter the textile factory. What should I do?

Zhao Zhongshuo tossed and turned without any idea, while Jiang Xinyu had already received the news from Zhang Bao Hua.

Jiang Xinyu had a cold smile on her face, thinking if Kong Mengjie was smart, she wouldn’t get involved. Otherwise, she definitely wouldn’t hold back.

She also looked at the message from Kong Demin. He was truly as disgusting as ever. Who would have thought he’d still have the nerve? Really underestimated him.

No, since the higher-ups won’t make a move, then I’ll do it myself.

This time, I’ll make sure Kong Demin never rises again.

After washing up and having dinner, she lay down to sleep. Although there were many things happening recently, her sleep was still pretty good. It took less than five minutes to fall asleep once she was in bed.

Meanwhile, Kong Demin was gritting his teeth. This Jiang Xinyu was really hard to handle. Before, he was concerned about the possibility of her having connections higher up, never expecting to receive orders to deal with Jiang Xinyu. This was a perfect opportunity.

But this girl was really difficult to deal with. He once received a clear directive not to use force. So he was still very cautious.

Zhao Zhongshuo also turned out to be useless, couldn’t handle anything effectively. No, he absolutely couldn’t lose this opportunity. He had to figure out a way to bring Jiang Xinyu over, and he still had some medicine. He could handle it once she was there.

She was the woman he had been longing for a long time. There was no way he would be content without having her.

"Wang Dajiang, Wang Dajiang, come in."

"Director, what are your orders?"

"Go call Zhao Zhongshuo over."

"Yes."

An hour later, Wang Dajiang brought Zhao Zhongshuo in.

"Second Brother Kong."

Kong Demin waved his hand, and Wang Dajiang sensibly left.

"Zhao Zhongshuo, where is that woman you said would testify? I’m sending someone to capture Jiang Xinyu tomorrow. Bring her along."

"Second Brother Kong, Hu Xuefeng has already been dismissed by the textile factory. I don’t know where she went."

"So there’s no other evidence?" Kong Demin squinted his eyes and asked.

Zhao Zhongshuo was a bit scared seeing his expression.

"Second Brother Kong, actually even without Hu Xuefeng’s testimony, there’s another way, but Mengjie doesn’t agree."

"What does Guan Mengjie have to do with it?"

"Second Brother Kong, don’t you know? Mengjie’s job was bought from Jiang Xinyu, can’t we use this?"

Kong Demin squinted his eyes, thinking that it might work.

"Second Brother Kong, but Mengjie disagrees. She says we can’t touch Jiang Xinyu."

"You don’t need to worry about this, I’ll talk to Mengjie."

Zhao Zhongshuo walked slowly down the street after leaving the committee, and as he entered their alley, he was suddenly covered with a black cloth bag and beaten severely. It was the kind meant to kill. When his assailants stopped, he was more dead than alive.

But he couldn’t muster the strength to get up, so he could only lay on the ground groaning.

It was already eleven o’clock at night, and even if there were any noises outside, no one dared to look out. Ordinary people were afraid of getting involved in trouble.

So Zhao Zhongshuo lay outside, and now that night temperatures had already fallen to below ten degrees below zero, he knew that if he stayed outside all night, he wouldn’t survive.

So he struggled to crawl home, but he simply couldn’t do it, as his legs wouldn’t support him.

He had no choice but to crawl bit by bit towards home. Even though it was only twenty to thirty meters away, it took him over half an hour.

Struggling to stand up, he had to support himself to unlock the door.

By the time he finally got home, he had no strength left.

Mrs. Zhao was old and hard of hearing, completely unaware that her son had gone out.

She just thought that Zhao Zhongshuo lay like that on the K’ang bed all night.

It wasn’t until nine the next morning when Mrs. Zhao went to check on her son that she found him unconscious.

This terrified the old woman to no end. No matter how disappointing he was, he was still flesh and blood from her own body.

The old woman stumbled outside to find someone to take him to the hospital.

After a series of examinations, the doctors informed Mrs. Zhao that Zhao Zhongshuo would never be able to walk again.

It was like a bolt from the blue for Mrs. Zhao, and she fainted on the spot.

When she regained consciousness, she went to kneel and beg the doctor to save her son.

"Elderly lady, you should know that I am already powerless. His legs were broken by someone, and I’ve checked. If properly cared for, he might stand again in the future, but if not, there is really no chance."

Mrs. Zhao cried herself out and knew she was making things difficult for them. She could only go to the ward to look at her son.

Now Zhao Zhongshuo was on an IV, and although unconscious, his complexion looked much better.

Mrs. Zhao felt extremely upset seeing her son like this, wondering what to do now since she didn’t have much time left herself.

The old woman sat by the bed shedding tears, one after another.

Who on earth had beaten her precious son so badly? May they die in a horrible accident.

The old woman cursed in her heart, tears never stopping. It felt like the sky was falling.

Zhao Zhongshuo woke up at two in the afternoon. Seeing himself lying in a hospital bed, he was finally relieved, knowing he wouldn’t die.

Although someone wanted him dead, he was too strong to easily comply. He hadn’t expected Kong Demin to be such a person.

At this moment, Zhao Zhongshuo suddenly became very clear-headed, realizing that the plan was likely to blame this on Jiang Xinyu.

How could he let him succeed? Absolutely not. But even if he pressed charges, it wouldn’t work, right?

Isn’t Jiang Xinyu still there? "Mom, I’m thirsty."

Mrs. Zhao immediately stood up, her cloudy eyes looking at her now spirited son, feeling relieved, "Okay, I’ll get you some water."

Seeing her son drink down an entire thermos of warm water, she wiped her tears, "Xiao Shuo, what on earth happened?"

"Mom, let’s leave it like this for now, don’t ask. Get me something to eat, and then go to the textile factory to find Vice Factory Director Jiang, bring her to the hospital. I have something to ask her, she’s the only one who can help me get revenge."

"Alright, wait here, I’ll get you some snacks to eat. The doctor said you’ve lost a lot of blood and need lots of sweets."

The old woman knew very well that there was no place selling meals at this hour.

"Mom, it’s not urgent here, get something else at night, please go find Vice Factory Director Jiang first."

"Alright, you mean the female factory director, correct?"

Zhao Zhongshuo nodded, no longer trusting anyone else right now. Having faced near-death, he was not going to recklessly trust anyone, lest he fall into another abyss.