Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 262 Vegetative State

Operating room.

Xie Jincheng was wearing surgical gown and sitting on a black leather sofa that was specially brought for him. His long legs were crossed as he flipped through the shareholder change information of Xie's in recent years that Zhao Zechuan had brought.

The sound of flipping papers was particularly clear in the silent room. His eyes quickly scanned each line of numbers, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After reading the information in his hand, he reached out and picked up the last document, opened the cover, and was stunned by the big words - "Prenuptial Agreement".

His finger paused on the cover for a second, then he turned to the inside pages and browsed quickly.

As his eyes moved, his brows furrowed more and more.

The contents of this agreement are almost all in favor of Shen Qianhe.

Especially the last few additional clauses, which made him almost doubt whether there was something wrong with his eyes.

[After marriage, both parties need to consciously fulfill their marital obligations, meet each other's physical needs, and take care of each other's physical and mental health. Both parties are not allowed to have any unfaithful behavior during the marriage, both physically and mentally. ]

The corners of Xie Jincheng's mouth twitched slightly, and waves of absurdity surged in his heart.

With his personality, how could he sign a document that was almost an "unequal treaty"?

But the familiar signature at the end of the agreement clearly reminded him that this was indeed the prenuptial agreement between him and Shen Qianhe.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the signature, and his fingertips touched the texture of the paper, as if he could feel the emotions when he signed the agreement.

But now he can't remember the scene at all.

Xie Jincheng put down the documents, picked up his phone and unlocked the screen.

The screensaver was still the wedding photo of him and Shen Qianhe.

He also didn't understand why he had kept the original wallpaper since he woke up.

Every time he saw this photo, a strange emotion would arise in his heart, as if something was quietly awakening in his heart, bringing a hint of warmth and softness.

He stared at the screen again and again, his fingers unconsciously sliding across Shen Qianhe's face in the photo.

What position did this woman occupy in his heart in the past?

Why would he sign a deal like that?

But if he really loved her, why was the marriage period in the agreement only three years?

Xie Jincheng's brows furrowed more and more, and the doubts in his heart grew like a snowball.

Doctor Li, who was sitting next to him, scratched his butt, his movements as casual as if he was sitting on the sofa at home.

He had just finished watching four episodes of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and was immersed in the palace fighting plot. When he raised his eyes, his gaze happened to meet Xie Jincheng's.

He smiled awkwardly and tried to find something to say: "Mr. Xie, do you... want to watch it together?"

Xie Jincheng: “No need.”

Doctor Li said "Oh" awkwardly and laughed dryly twice: "Hahaha."

In the entire operating room, there were only him and Xie Jincheng, staring at each other.

At first, Dr. Li was a little reserved and had nothing to do, but when he saw Xie Jincheng was concentrating on his work, he gradually let down his guard.

He first leaned on the sofa and slept for a while. When he woke up, he felt bored, so he opened the video software and started watching TV series.

When he saw that the emperor deliberately designed to let Zhen Huan live in the pavilion in the center of the lake in order to eliminate Nian Gengyao, he looked at Xie Jincheng thoughtfully.

The play played by Mr. Xie is probably not a simple one.

Time passed minute by minute, and the air in the operating room became so stuffy that it made people feel breathless.

Dr. Li leaned back on the sofa, his stomach growling twice.

He exited the video interface and glanced at the time on his phone screen. It was already past one o'clock.

He looked up at Xie Jincheng, who was still sitting there, flipping through documents in his hands. His expression was focused and cold, completely unaffected by time.

Doctor Li hesitated for a moment, but finally broke the silence: "Mr. Xie, that..."

Xie Jincheng didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold tone: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Doctor Li swallowed his saliva and spoke cautiously: "Oh, it's already past one o'clock, and our surgery has already started..."

He counted the time of the "operation" on his fingers, "It's been almost 5 hours. Should I go out and say that the operation failed now?"

Xie Jincheng's eyes were still fixed on the document in his hand, and his voice was calm and without any waves: "Wait a moment."

Doctor Li touched his stomach, smacked his lips, and said helplessly: "Oh..."

Five p.m.

Doctor Li collapsed on the sofa, his stomach growling with hunger, and he almost wilted. However, Xie Jincheng still sat there as steady as a rock, flipping through documents in his hands, with no intention of ending.

Doctor Li looked at the man sitting opposite him with complicated eyes, and couldn't help but complain in his heart:

Isn't he hungry?

Is he Iron Man?

He can't perform here all night, can he?

Just when Dr. Li thought Xie Jincheng was going to stay here overnight, a deep male voice sounded in the operating room: "It's time to end."

Dr. Li felt as if he had been granted amnesty and almost jumped up from the sofa.

He stood up quickly and stretched his stiff muscles.

My butt is almost numb after sitting all day.

He walked to the shelf nearby, took out a roll of gauze, turned to look at Xie Jincheng, and said respectfully: "Mr. Xie, please lie on the operating table. I will wrap gauze around your head."

Xie Jincheng closed the file, stood up, and lay down on the operating table with swift movements.

Doctor Li was very skillful and in no time he had wrapped Xie Jincheng's head up with gauze wrapped tightly, leaving only a pair of cold eyes visible.

After getting everything ready, Dr. Li put on a mask, sprinkled some water on his forehead, and then adjusted his facial expression, pretending to be exhausted.

He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and walked out of the operating room with unsteady steps.

In the corridor, several leaders of the board of directors were already getting impatient, and when they saw Dr. Li coming out, they immediately surrounded him.

Zhang Deshun, who was in charge of the real estate project, was the first to speak, and his tone was anxious: "Doctor, how is Mr. Xie?"

Doctor Li wiped the "sweat" from his forehead pretentiously and said in a tired voice: "The operation...failed. Mr. Xie is now...a vegetable."

"What! A vegetable!"

Zhang Deshun immediately showed a shocked expression on his face, covered his chest with his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "This... How is this possible!"

After he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook, he staggered, and almost fell backwards.

Zhao Zechuan, who was standing next to him, was quick to embrace him and said with concern: "Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Deshun's face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he seemed to have lost all his strength. He leaned on Zhao Zechuan and said weakly, "I... I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

Song Yubai, who was standing behind the crowd, almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

This person is obviously fainted by hunger!

If someone who didn't know this, seeing Zhang Deshun's reaction, they would really think that this old guy was very worried about Xie Jincheng.

Even Zhou Li couldn't help but shake his head after seeing Zhang Deshun's reaction.

His eyes swept over Zhang Deshun's hypocritical face and he sneered in his heart.

He pretends to be quite convincing.