novelzi Chapter 74.1
Chapter 74.1
Zhuo Yan’s mother fell ill.
Little Zhuo Yan had not enjoyed maternal love for a few days before his mother became a patient breathing weakly in the hospital bed. She relied on two slices of ginseng every day to sustain herself. She probably felt that her life was not long, and she also expressed her love to Zhuo Yan for the first time in a long while. Feeling guilty and indebted, she restrained her sharpness and became the gentlest woman. However, such gentleness only lasted for a short period.
Lu Heng didn’t know why he dreamed of this. He only knew that Zhuo Yan in the dream was very sad and on the verge of tears.
Zhuo Yan in the dream was growing up day by day, while his mother was becoming weaker and weaker.
Lu Heng instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn’t explain why. Moreover, he couldn’t control the dream, so he could only stumble forward following the dream’s consciousness.
It was strange that Zhuo Yan’s mother was obviously very ill and about to die. All the doctors had diagnosed her as dying, but she managed to hold on tenaciously.
In the later stages, the entire dream space was set in front of the hospital bed.
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Zhuo Yan changed from a boy to a young man. His eyebrows grew longer and wider, turning into a look that Lu Heng was familiar with. Then he began to freeze. Zhuo Yan’s mother was still lying weakly on the hospital bed, waiting gently and calmly for the moment of death.
Lu Heng’s perspective was not fixed. He walked around the ward again and again until he grew bored and counted all the floor tiles in the entire room and even the window grilles one by one. There was no movement in front of the hospital bed.
Zhuo Yan’s mother called Zhuo Yan softly.
Zhuo Yan held her hand with red eyes.
The sick woman touched his head: “Ah Yan, mother is dying.”
Zhuo Yan cried, but could not speak. He could only hold her hand in vain and shook his head crazily.
Seeing him open his eyes, Zhuo Yan grinned: “You’re awake.”
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Jiang Zhou was talking to Zhuo Bang when a yamen servant came in from outside and said in a hurry: “Sir, the man locked up inside is crazy.”
Jiang Zhou was surprised. “Crazy?”
He looked at Zhuo Bang, but saw that he was also stunned. After a while, he asked, “Is he really crazy?”
“Really crazy! He keeps saying things like ‘don’t look for me’ and so on, but he still pinching his own neck.”
Jiang Zhou asked, “What do you think, sir?”
Zhuo Bang shook his head: “I don’t know if it’s true. I’ll go back and have a look.”
Jiang Zhou thought for a while and followed him.
The prison was dark and damp. It had rained last night and the ground was a little slippery. They passed several cells and walked straight to the innermost cell.
There were obviously dull footsteps, but Lu Heng, who was locked up in the innermost room, didn’t seem to hear them. He was so thin that he seemed boneless, his hair unkempt, covering his face, and he was sitting blankly under the window, his hands still pinching his own neck with such force that the veins on his hands popped out, and he even looked as if he was being strangled, his tongue stuck out.
Zhuo Bang asked, “Do you think he is really crazy or fake?”
Jiang Zhou hesitated, saying, “I didn’t know.”
Ultimately, it was easy to pretend to be crazy when someone was in a hurry.
“It didn’t matter whether he was really crazy or fake; just lock him up for a while,” Zhuo Bang said with a cold face. “Just keep him locked up until my son comes back.”