bookrebus Chapter 549 Check-in
Chapter 549 Check-in
The man rolled his eyes, but he was still laughing: "Why are you pretending to be so noble... He even climbed into Mr. Guo's bed——"
Lin Ci'an punched him in the abdomen, and the man slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.
“This is just the beginning.”
Through tears he watched Lin Ci'an's back as he beat up his father, his fingers beneath the plaster cramping with excitement.
In his previous life, this gambler took Guo Mingjie's money and sold his mother's medical records to the media. Now...
"I want him to see with his own eyes," Chu Ziyu licked the blood from the corner of his lips, "how his precious son was held in the palm of his hand."
Seeing that the other party was almost breathing in more than out, Chu Ziyu slowly walked forward.
“Mr. Lin!”
Chu Ziyu rushed over and hugged his arm, "Don't... He will call the police..."
Lin Ci'an looked down at him.
The boy's left face was swollen with fingerprints and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still worried about the safety of the abuser. This almost foolish kindness made him feel stuffy in his chest.
"Call the police?"
He sneered, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Director Li, I have a case of long-term domestic violence and suspected gambling..."
The man on the ground suddenly struggled to get up and ran out, but was stopped by two bodyguards at the door.
“Clean it up.”
Lin Ci'an pressed Chu Ziyu's face against his shoulder, preventing him from seeing what was about to happen. "Don't leave a criminal record."
The body in my arms was shaking.
Lin Ci'an touched the back of his neck and found it was covered in cold sweat. His thin back rose and fell slightly with his sobs.
The woman on the hospital bed was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, and the monitor was giving off a shrill alarm.
Five minutes later, hurried footsteps were heard at the nurses' station.
"The patient's blood pressure has dropped sharply! Prepare for rescue!"
Chu Ziyu froze in place, watching his mother being pushed towards the ICU.
His left hand was suspended in the air, as if he was trying to grab something, but in the end it just hung down in vain.
“It’s going to be fine.”
Lin Ci'an held the cold hand and said, "I have hired the best experts."
Chu Ziyu suddenly turned around and buried her face in his chest, tears instantly soaking his shirt. Lin Ci'an froze and slowly tightened his arms.
"......pain."
The young man's crying mumbling made his heart tremble.
"Where does it hurt?"
He hurriedly checked the other person's injuries, "Is the plaster cracked?"
Chu Ziyu shook his head and held his hand against his chest: "It hurts...here."
Lin Ci'an's fingertips sank into the thin fabric, and he felt his heartbeat violently under his palm.
The dusk filtered through the blinds, casting a crisscross of shadows at their feet.
"Come home with me later."
He heard himself say.
A crack quietly appeared in his heart.
Six hours later, after emergency treatment, Chu's mother was no longer in danger. She gave Chu Ziyu a few simple instructions and fell into a deep sleep.
When the black Maybach drove into the villa halfway up the mountain, Chu Ziyu had already fallen asleep in the passenger seat.
Her tear-stained cheek was pressed against the car window, and her eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.
Lin Ci'an gently carried him out, and the boy unconsciously snuggled into his arms in his dream, his hair brushing against his chin, with a faint scent of gardenia.
"gentlemen."
The housekeeper came over and said, "The guest room is already..."
“Master bedroom.”
Lin Ci'an interrupted him, "Prepare some easy-to-digest midnight snacks."
He placed the person on his bed, as gently as if he were treating a fragile item.
Chu Ziyu's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly grabbed his sleeve: "...Don't go."
Lin Ci'an froze in place.
The young man sobbed in his dream, tears seeping from the corners of his eyes: "Mom...Mr. Lin..."
The two names were stuck together vaguely, like some kind of unconscious confession.
Lin Ci'an slowly leaned forward and stopped an inch away from his lips. The moonlight shone through the gauze curtains, illuminating the boy's slightly swollen mouth.
Although the wound was treated in the hospital, the slap was still too heavy.
Finally, the kiss fell on the forehead, as light as a sigh.
“Go to sleep.”
He brushed aside the loose hair on Chu Ziyu's forehead and said, "I'm here."