Chapter 843 - Is He Committing Suicide? (1/2)

When she looked again, she realized that the thing that scared her was buns. Stone-cold, stiff, and moldy buns.

She took a few steps forward. Clank! This time, it was alcohol bottles instead.

“Ah Lui.” She was shocked and immediately opened the bedroom door. When she opened the door and saw what was inside, she froze.

“Ah Lui…” She trembled as she stumbled forwards towards him.

Chu Lui was on the floor, unwashed for days. He was surrounded by alcohol bottles, and the smell of alcohol was strong enough to intoxicate someone.

Chu Lui lay in the corner without moving.

“Ah Lui.” Song Wan picked up his head, only to find that he had blood on the corner of his lips. There was no color on his face. She could not move.

“Ah Lui, what’s wrong? Don’t scare Mommy.” She was anxious and terrified. She did not know what to do.

Right, call for help, call for help…

After a while, an ambulance left the building. The siren was shrill and cutting.

Inside the hospital, Song Wan sat dumbfounded. She could not find her voice.

“How is it?” Chu Jiang walked in from outside. His breathing was ragged, and there were beads of perspiration on his forehead.

“Brother-in-law, don’t worry. He’s fine.” Su Yunfei stood up to comfort Chu Jiang. Song Wan was of no use now. She couldn’t even talk. Su Yunfei was the one who signed the consent form for the operation.

She did not pity Song Wan but Chu Lui.

How did a good child come down to this? Making money was important, but how did he end up in this state? If not dealt with, he could lose his life.

“Jingtang, tell me, what’s wrong with your cousin?” Su Yunfei tugged on her son’s ears. “You’re with him every day, but you didn’t even know that something this big had happened and let him kill himself.”

“Mom, ease up on the pressure and let go of my ear.” Du Jingtang patted on his mom’s hand. He had nothing to do with this. He really had no idea. Besides, how could Chu Lui possibly have killed himself? He would not be Chu Lui if he did. Even if he wanted to kill himself, he would take a few with him… not just end himself in a state of confusion.

Su Yunfei finally let go of her son’s ear. “Speak, what’s going on?”

“Mom, I don’t know, I really don’t.” Du Jingtang rubbed his ear pitifully. He must be an adopted and unwanted child.

Chu Jiang rubbed his sore head gently. He sat down and gently patted on Song Wan’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. He’s our son; how can he be defeated so easily, right?”