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Chapter 270 Ashes to dust, dust to dust

Song Jingcheng pulled back the thin silk quilt, and Chu Zhi's tragic death appeared before the three of them.

Just as Captain Zhou said, Chu Zhi bled to death.

She was wearing an indigo-colored half-sleeved nightgown with dark patterns, exposing her arms and legs. At this moment, the skin of her ruptured left arm artery was torn and the wound had begun to scab over.

The same is true for the wounds on the aortas of both legs.

Looking at the old man's body on the bed, which was twisted, hideous, and even a little scary, Song Jingcheng shook his body.

Shen He supported Song Jingcheng in time, "Song Jingcheng, hold on!"

Song Jingcheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then waved his hand and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

Covering Shen He's eyes, Song Jingcheng hugged her and turned around, saying to Captain Zhou behind him, "Take Madam downstairs to rest."

The scene was so bloody that Song Jingcheng was worried that Shen He would have a nightmare.

Captain Zhou subconsciously wanted to step forward to help Shen He.

Shen He took Song Jingcheng's hand, looked at him with clear and firm eyes, shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I've seen bloodier scenes than this."

The way Qin Yi died in the previous life was even more horrifying than the way Chu Zhi died in front of him.

Shen He turned around and said to Captain Zhou, "Tell them to send the old lady's shroud over here. I want to personally wash and change her clothes."

Captain Zhou hesitated and said, "Madam, the undertaker is on the way. Let's wait for him to help the old lady prepare her remains."

Shen He waved his hand, his attitude firm: "The old lady was most concerned about her image when she was alive, so let me do it."

Chu Zhi is a woman who always dresses neatly and puts on makeup when she sees her son in the middle of the night.

Song Jingcheng would definitely not want outsiders to see how Chu Zhi died.

So Shen He has to be the undertaker himself.

Captain Zhou was deeply moved. He said, "Then I'll go get some water."

Song Jingcheng said, "Zhou Ye, you all stay down there, leave this to us two."

"...yes."

Captain Zhou stood outside the door, thinking back on what had happened in the past few hours, and felt it was all weird.

Song Jingcheng picked up Chu Zhi's body, and Shen He quickly removed the blood-stained bed sheet and replaced it with a new one.

Song Jingcheng went to fetch water.

Shen He took off Chu Zhi's pajamas. She stared at the old man's face, which looked shriveled due to excessive bleeding, and felt a little scared.

There are also some sighs.

Such a powerful figure in his lifetime became like this after his death.

In the end, dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes.

Song Jingcheng brought a basin of hot water and handed a half-wrung towel to Shen He.

Shen He took the towel and bent down to wipe Chu Zhi's body. The couple did all this silently, and no one spoke.

After drying Chu Zhi's body, Shen He walked out of the bedroom, personally fetched the shroud, and put it on Chu Zhi layer by layer.

After doing all this, Shen He was already sweating profusely.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Song Jingcheng put his arm around Shen He's shoulders and said, "Let the undertaker take care of the rest."

"it is good."

There were two undertakers in total, one male and one female. The female was the master and the male was the apprentice.

They carried professional tools and put on makeup and combed Chu Zhi's hair.

After everything was settled, Song Jingcheng personally carried Chu Zhi's body into the car, ready to transport it back to Song Garden.

"Mr. Song!" Captain Zhou caught up and handed a tablet to Song Jingcheng, explaining in a deep voice, "This is the surveillance camera in the small building of the sanatorium. Everything that happened in the old lady's room last night is recorded in it."

Taking the tablet, Song Jingcheng asked Captain Zhou: "Which nurse was on night shift last night?"

"It was Ms. Zhang, but before going to bed last night, the old lady made things difficult for Ms. Zhang again and poured a cup of hot tea on Ms. Zhang's face..."

"Ms. Zhang was applying ice to her cheek downstairs last night, so she didn't notice what was happening upstairs..."

Song Jingcheng was well aware of Chu Zhi's bad temper. The older she got, the more serious her mental illness became. She was indeed capable of doing something as vicious as pouring hot water on someone's face.

After thinking for a while, Song Jingcheng said, "Find someone to take Ms. Zhang to the burn department of Fu'an Hospital for treatment, so that she won't get scars or be disfigured."

Whether she is a beautiful woman or an ordinary-looking woman, she always loves beauty.

"Row."

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Chu Zhi's body was placed in the last ambulance.

Shen He sat in the first car with Song Jingcheng.

The two of them gathered together and opened the tablet to watch. This was the surveillance footage left after Captain Zhou edited it, and every frame contained important content.

The surveillance footage begins with a scene of Chu Zhi before she goes to bed.

She rubbed her chest with her hands and muttered, "My chest feels stuffy today, as if something is pressing on it."

Ms. Zhang was originally helping Chu Zhi wash her feet. Upon hearing this, she said, "Then I'll pour the old lady a cup of hot tea. You can drink some before you go to sleep."

Ms. Zhang brought hot tea and placed it on the bedside table. She carefully reminded: "Madam, the tea is a little hot. Please drink it later. I will wash your feet first."

Chu Zhi didn't say anything.

Ms. Zhang washed Chu Zhi's feet. When she was wiping her feet with a towel, Chu Zhi suddenly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

She shuddered at the heat, "It's so hot!"

Chu Zhi forgot that the tea was hot, but she blamed Zhang the nurse for having bad intentions: "You want to burn me to death on purpose, don't you?"

As she said that, Chu Zhi directly poured the steaming cup of tea onto Ms. Zhang's face.

Ms. Zhang tried to hide, but she couldn't avoid the cup of hot tea.

Shen He frowned when she saw this scene. She said, "Fortunately, the temperature has dropped at night, so the tea has cooled down quickly. Otherwise, if this cup of tea was poured on my face, I'm afraid it would burn me."

Shen He has met Ms. Zhang. Fortunately, the burns were treated in time and the skin on her face was just a little red. It is highly likely that there will be no scars.

Song Jingcheng said nothing and continued to look back.

The next surveillance video was taken at around 2 a.m., when Chu Zhi began to have nightmares.

She kept waving her hands in the air as if she was trying to drive something away.

Chu Zhi was still mumbling something.

Song Jingcheng raised his voice and clearly heard Chu Zhi saying, "Little girl, you wanted to jump off the building yourself!"

"I asked someone to rape you, but I didn't ask them to kill you! You were so fragile that you wanted to commit suicide. Why are you blaming me?"

"Don't you just like to seduce people? I found a man to fuck you, but you're still not happy?"

...

Shen He frowned, feeling that Chu Zhi deserved to die.

Song Jingcheng couldn't bear to watch it anymore and quickly moved back.

Then the time came to three o'clock in the morning.

Chu Zhi was still trapped in the nightmare, but her sleeping position changed from lying on her back to curled up kneeling.

She knelt on the bed, kowtowed in all directions, and begged for mercy nervously: "Don't kill me, I don't want to jump off the building! No!"

"Xie Jing, I was wrong. I am sorry for you. Can you please let me go?"

As she begged for mercy, Chu Zhi's behavior became more and more crazy.

Suddenly, Chu Zhi took out the silver hairpin hidden under the pillow, aimed it at her thigh and stabbed it hard. She held the hairpin tightly and scratched her flesh...

"Student Xie Jing, this is my fault. I will listen to you and I am willing to die."

Blood gushed out, Chu Zhi twitched in pain, she cried bitterly: "Can you please let Jingcheng go? Don't push him down the stairs, he didn't hurt you, Jingcheng is innocent."

"Student Xie Jing, please don't kill my son..."

Seeing this, Song Jingcheng's calm eyes finally began to ripple.

He couldn't bear to turn off the surveillance video.

There was silence in the car.

Shen He also didn't expect that Chu Zhi committed suicide in order to appease Xie Jing's hatred and ask her to show leniency to Song Jingcheng.

"Your mother dreamed that Xie Jing held you hostage and wanted to push you down the stairs. In order to protect you, she cut her artery and committed suicide..."

Shen He held Song Jingcheng's trembling hand.

At this moment, she didn't know how to comfort Song Jingcheng, so she lent him her shoulder to lean on.

Song Jingcheng leaned on Shen He's shoulder, closing his eyes to calm down.

After a moment, he sighed, "She is really a hateful person."

They are all about to die, but they still want to show off their deep mother-son love.

But Song Jingcheng's voice was still choked.