My sister-in-law from Qingdao

"Auntie, what happened? Don't cry, just tell me!"

An ominous premonition washed over me, making it hard for me to breathe.

"Lina had a fever today, didn't she? After getting her injection, I went home and wanted to pick some vegetables in the garden, but when I came back, I couldn't find her anywhere."

So I got the villagers to help me search, and we found her in the reservoir.

Although she didn't die, the doctors said that due to brain hypoxia, she will never be able to become a normal person again.

After hearing what Zhao's mother said, my mind went blank.

How could this happen?

"Auntie, where is Zhao Lina now?"

"At the town hospital, the doctor said there was nothing that could be done. Although he survived, his brain was damaged due to lack of oxygen, and he will become mentally challenged in the future."

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll report this to my supervisor right now and see if I can come to Qingdao for treatment."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately told Lin Moli about it.

Lin Moli was also taken aback. She had been spending time with a client, but she immediately abandoned the conversation and rushed back to the company.

"Chen Dong, what should we do?" Lin Moli was a kind woman. When she heard that her employee had attempted suicide by drowning and that this was the result, her eyes turned red.

"Sister, our company is a big company, could you contribute some money to bring Sister Zhao to Qingdao? Maybe that would be more beneficial for her treatment."

Lin Moli immediately nodded in agreement: "No problem, how about we go to Zhao Lina's house tonight?"

"Okay, let's go now."

I drove with Lin Moli in my car, and based on the information provided by Zhao Lina's mother, it took me a little over an hour to get to their town hospital.

We met Zhao Lina in a room at the town hospital.

She lay in bed, her face pale, with a respirator attached to her face, and her eyes tightly closed.

Her mother was a woman in her fifties, with a face full of sorrow.

Holding Lin Moli's hands tightly, tears streamed down her face.

I asked the doctor, and he said it would be good enough if I could just survive. Brain hypoxia is irreversible; even if I went to Beijing, Shanghai, or even abroad, I could never become a normal person again.

After hearing this, I knew that even if I brought Zhao Lina to Qingdao, it would be useless.

Lin Moli and I stayed with Zhao Lina in the hospital room until dawn, but we had to leave because of company business.

Before leaving, Lin Moli left 200,000 yuan for Zhao Lina's mother, saying that she could call anytime if she needed anything in the future.

Just as we were getting on the bus, Zhao Lina's mother tremblingly took out a letter and handed it to me.

"Xiao Chen, this letter is from Lina. Read it when you get back to Qingdao."

Lin Moli and I were driving back, exhausted. Halfway there, I couldn't hold back any longer. I stopped the car and opened the letter Zhao Lina had left for me in front of Lin Moli.

Chen Dong:

You are a good person. You are also the only true friend I have in this life.

To be honest, ever since Wang Zhizhong bullied me, I really don't want to live anymore. I've never done anything bad in my life, never cheated anyone, never lied to anyone, so why does Wang Zhizhong bully me like this?

When a person dies, everything is over. It's just that my mother will be all alone for the rest of her life.

I know what I'm doing is wrong. But only death can free me. Every night when I close my eyes, Wang Zhizhong's ugly face appears before me.

Therefore, I must die.

I'm leaving this letter with no requests, just to say goodbye. I'm an ordinary person, someone who doesn't strive for anything in this world. After I die, you'll quickly forget me.

Do you know what made me happiest when I met you? It was when you went to buy me birth control pills and told me you wanted to get revenge for me.

Actually, I know that with Wang Zhizhong's strength, revenge is almost impossible. After all, we are all poor and weak, while he is rich and powerful. If you want to take revenge, it is no different from throwing an egg against a rock.

But your words touched me deeply. You are my best friend in this life, it's just a pity we can't work together anymore.

Alright, that's enough. If I die, I will definitely become a vengeful ghost, go to Wang Zhizhong's house, and bite his entire family to death.

Zhao Lina's last words.

Looking at the letter Zhao Lina left behind, I felt an overwhelming heartache.

Lin Moli, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also shed tears.

"Young man, why don't we go back and bring Zhao Lina to Qingdao? After all, the medical conditions in Qingdao are better."

Lin Moli wiped away her tears as she spoke softly.

"Let's just leave it at that. She's on a ventilator and her life is in danger. Let's listen to the doctor."

Lin Moli stopped talking, and the two of us returned to Qingdao with heavy hearts.

Lin Moli went to the office, while I returned to my dormitory.

My impression of Zhao Lina is that she is a very honest, cautious girl who doesn't smile much, has strong professional skills, and is a very sincere person.

Yet this very person was bullied by Wang Zhizhong and is now a disabled person, almost in a vegetative state.

I stood by the window, watching the autumn wind blow through the trees in the yard, causing yellow leaves to fall.

Thin, pale clouds filled the sky, carrying a hint of chill.

I light a cigarette, take a deep drag, and exhale.

Then, I made a surprising decision: I would go to find Wang Zhizhong in person.

I didn't tell anyone; instead, I secretly drove out by myself.

Using navigation, we soon arrived at Wang Zhizhong's home textile company.

Because I drive a Mercedes-Benz van used by the company to pick up and drop off clients, the security guard didn't give me any trouble and let me through naturally.

I went in and asked a worker, and learned that Wang Zhizhong's office was in the easternmost room on the second floor.

Alone, with a somber expression, I walked step by step toward his office.

When I stood at the door of Wang Zhizhong's office, I knocked without any hesitation.

A woman in uniform opened the door, and I saw Wang Zhizhong sitting at that huge desk, playing with his phone.

When I entered, Wang Zhizhong's expression faltered slightly.

Two seconds later, he hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "Manager Chen, what brings you here? Please have a seat."

After saying that, he said to the girl in the uniform, "Xiao Wei, go get me some documents. I'm going to chat with Manager Chen for a while."

The girl in the uniform nodded to him, glanced at me, and then turned and left.

Wang Zhizhong came up to shake my hand, but I quickly shook his hand away.

He paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Manager Chen, we're both in the home textile business, and we both do export trade. Since you've come to my office, you're my guest. Please have a seat, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

"No need, I won't drink it even if you make it. I came here to tell you that Zhao Lina committed suicide by drowning. Although she was pulled out, she is likely to be in a vegetative state. If she wakes up, her mental age will be only that of a two or three-year-old, and she may not be able to take care of herself."