Night Rose

"Shareholder support? All shareholders support you?" Zhou Zheng scoffed.

Zhou Chengzhuo stood tall and proud, exuding confidence. "Nonsense! The shareholders have watched me grow up. If they don't support me, why would they support you?"

Of course, he wouldn't tell Zhou Zheng that the Zhou family had another mysterious shareholder who had never appeared at the shareholders' meeting. Although that person controlled a considerable number of shares, he never participated in the company's decision-making.

That person definitely won't interfere with the company inheritance this time.

Zhou Zheng admired his confidence. "Is your dad really going to die? Isn't it a bit premature to start fighting over the inheritance already?"

"Don't curse my dad! You wish he were dead, don't you? Bah, but you won't get what you want," Zhou Chengzhuo spat.

Zhou Zheng shook his head and asked Wu Ting in a low voice, "Has he been pretending all along?"

"Anyone who grew up spoiled by President Zhou and Liao Yun has to act like this," Wu Ting muttered under his breath, his fist pressed against his lips.

"Tsk, what a useless child I've raised." Zhou Zheng sighed and shook his head, completely unconcerned that the person he was scolding was sitting right across from him.

If Zhou Chengzhuo continues to act like a jerk, he wouldn't mind "fixing" Zhou Chengzhuo's teeth again.

The nurse rushed over, as if she had something to say.

Liao Yun rushed over immediately, anxiously awaiting good news. "Nurse, how is he?"

The nurse glanced at the four people. She recognized the three who came with the ambulance, but she didn't recognize the newcomer, Zhou Zheng. However, it wasn't unusual for a boss to have many people around him.

"Madam, Mr. Zhou is awake."

The expressions on their faces varied, but Wu Ting, who had no connection to the situation, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Awake?" Liao Yun was momentarily stunned, and immediately realized her mistake as soon as the words left her mouth. She quickly tried to make amends, "It's good that you're awake. We have all the money we need, and we'll use the best medicine you can."

"If you didn't know better, you'd think she didn't want the old man to wake up." Zhou Zheng chuckled, not bothering to lower his voice or let others hear. "That's true, once the old man wakes up, the group might not go to anyone."

Zhou Chengzhuo's face darkened, and he helped Liao Yun up. He hadn't expected Zhou Ruian to wake up, so he vented his anger on the nurse.

"Hey! Can you finish what you're saying? So can we go in now?"

"The patient is still in the ICU and his condition is not very stable. The doctor will notify you when visiting hours are open." The nurse gave him a small, disapproving look, but didn't dare let him see it.

"Fine, fine! Asking you is pointless." Zhou Chengzhu waved his hand impatiently, and the nurse quickly slipped away to avoid becoming a powder keg.

Zhou Ruian woke up, but not fully awake yet.

Zhou Zheng took Wu Ting and left first. Wu Ting didn't understand and felt that they should stay at the hospital to prevent the mother and son from getting there first.

"Don't worry, the old man will need to lie in bed for at least three or four days before he can speak again. Don't overestimate him." Zhou Zheng patted his shoulder and sent him home to sleep. The bloodshot eyes were alarming.

If the old man doesn't wake up and Wu Ting collapses first, then he will lose a capable assistant.

Zhou Zheng first took his grandfather home, played chess with him for a while, explained his itinerary for the past few days, and showed him his championship medal.

The gleaming gold medal was hung in the most prominent place on the wall, representing his glory.

No matter who comes to their house, the first thing they see is the medals hanging on the wall opposite the door.

"Why don't you tell me about your father?" Grandpa looked up at him.

"What's there to say? It's just like that," Zhou Zheng said dismissively. He made a mistake while playing chess and wanted to take it back, but his grandfather slapped his hand.

"How old are you? Don't take back your moves! No way!" Grandpa pretended to be angry as he stopped him.

Zhou Zheng chuckled and withdrew his hand from the game, then made a random move.

"Your dad is sick, isn't he? I saw it on the news." Grandpa set up his "cannon" and instantly put him in his "army."

Zhou Zheng exclaimed in surprise, examined the chessboard carefully, and realized there was nothing he could do. He then smiled and rearranged the pieces, saying, "You play chess every day, and you still have time to read the news?"

"If you turn on the TV, you can still see this news now, it's broadcast every day. What are you going to do? Fight for it or not?" Grandpa glared at him, waiting for his answer.

Grandpa used to absolutely not want Zhou Zheng to compete with the Zhou family, but after receiving the backup plan his daughter had left for everyone in the family, he changed his mind.

That part originally belonged to the daughter, so why not fight for it?

Zhou Zheng gave up such a good life and the glamorous title of Zhou Ruian's son. He spent so long living a mundane life with his grandfather in such a small place as Nanyuan. Does he have to continue living a mundane life forever?

He could have all of this if he wanted to.

"Fight back. If I don't fight back, Zhou Chengzhuo will take advantage of me. If he only targets me, I'm fine, but I'm afraid he'll target the people around me. If I don't fight back, others will be in danger," Zhou Zheng said calmly.

"Your grandfather supports you, and your mother supports you too. You have the shares your mother left you, so you have the confidence to do whatever you want," your grandfather said firmly.

"understood."

These past few days, Zhou Zheng has been communicating with Wu Ting about the shares. The hospital has also sent people to keep an eye on things to ensure that they can get the news as soon as Zhou Ruian wakes up.

Since Zhou Zheng stopped going to the hospital, things quieted down outside the ICU ward. Liao Yun and Zhou Chengzhuo also stopped coming, though they had left a spy there to keep an eye on things.

Wu Ting's men and Zhou Chengzhuo's men stared at each other, looking at each other intently from opposite chairs.

It was clear from the shift work that Wu Ting's people were more relaxed. They worked three shifts a day, while Zhou Chengzhuo's people worked two shifts, so it was inevitable that they would sometimes doze off.

Just as the man was dozing off, the doctor came out and told the family that they could go in to see him, and Zhou Ruian woke up again.

Zhou Zheng and his group received the news first. Wu Ting was guarding outside, and Zhou Zheng went in to see Zhou Ruian.

The ICU ward was filled with the beeping of machines. The person lying on the bed looked haggard, with tubes inserted all over his body, and his usual vitality was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Zheng stood indifferently in front of his hospital bed, his heart unmoved. Could Zhou Ruian now understand even a fraction of how painful his mother's passing was?

Zhou Ruian struggled to open his eyes and saw the tall man standing in front of him. He wanted to say something and tried to lift his fingers, but the light tubes pressed on his hands, making it impossible for him to lift them.

Her fingers trembled violently as she collapsed helplessly onto the blankets.

Tears welled up in Zhou Ruian's eyes. It was hard to tell whether he was too excited to see his son or just felt that living like this was too tiring.

Under the oxygen mask, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

"Dad," Zhou Zheng finally called out, almost vomiting.