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Chapter 2465 His Thoughts
When they got outside, Marcy asked seriously, "Honestly, what happened?"
Xiao Zhi then briefly explained what happened at Lantes today.
After hearing this, Marcy's heart suddenly jumped up, as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the sound of the explosion seemed to echo in her ears.
She blurted out, "Is Zhou Si injured?"
There was a noticeable tremor in her voice.
Xiao Zhi quickly shook his head and said soothingly, "It's not him, it's William. Logically, he should be safe and sound, but for some reason, I couldn't contact him, so I came here to look for him."
Marcy frowned, took out her cell phone anxiously, and hurriedly dialed Zhou Si's number.
As a result, a cold power-off tone came from the receiver.
She was unwilling to give up and tried to call Assistant Zhou Si.
This time, the call was connected quickly.
Ma Xi hurriedly asked: "How is Zhou Si? Is he okay?"
The assistant's voice was filled with apology as she explained, "Sorry, Miss Shi Yang, both the president's and my phones ran out of battery and turned off automatically. I just charged them.
The young master has something to do. If it is convenient for you, please come to my residence."
Marcy said repeatedly, "Okay."
She hung up the phone in a hurry, turned around and repeated the assistant's words to Xiao Zhi, adding: "I have to go over and check the situation."
Xiao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "I'll take you there."
"it is good."
Then, the two of them quickly rushed to Zhou Si's residence.
When we arrived, we found out that Zhou Si was sick.
I saw Zhou Si curled up on the bed, his once handsome face was frighteningly pale and his lips were chapped.
He was obviously in a deep nightmare. Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead and slid down his temples. His brows were furrowed, and he slept extremely painfully and restlessly, uttering intermittent mumblings from time to time.
The hairpin he held in his hand was extremely tight, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and the sharp part was deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.
Blood gushed out, staining the cuffs and bed sheets red, forming a glaring dark red.
Marcie was horrified.
Xiao Zhi's heart instantly tightened. He leaned over anxiously to check and asked, "How did it become like this?"
The assistant hurried forward and recounted in detail everything that had happened today.
He also said: "The president was already feeling unwell with a cold today, but he was holding it in to avoid being noticed.
This hairpin was something the lady had when she was still alive."
After hearing this, Xiao Zhi's chest heaved violently and he kicked the coffee table next to him in anger.
He growled through gritted teeth, "Damn, this beast."
Marcy was also very angry.
The other party gave this hairpin not because they really wanted to congratulate him, but because it was clearly poison wrapped in honey!
That cold hairpin, like a poisoned dagger, accurately pierced the deepest pain in Zhou Si's heart.
He wanted to use his mother's death to ruthlessly tear open the scars that had finally scabbed over, and stir up all his bloody, dark and painful memories.
Once again, pushing him into the abyss of no return!
What a vicious plan!
After reading it, Marcy felt a sudden pain in her heart.
Marcy forced herself to take a few deep breaths, and the cold air rushed into her lungs, and she regained her composure.
She said: "The most important thing now is to get the hairpin out of his hand.
Otherwise, I don’t know what kind of damage my hands will look like when I wake up tomorrow morning.”
The assistant said anxiously, "I've tried, but I just can't pry the young master's hand open."
Upon hearing this, Marcy immediately tried it.
She gently moved Zhou Si's fingers, but found that he was clenching them tightly, not moving at all, as if they were as strong as an iron clamp, and he would not let go at all.
Xiao Zhi was worried and asked, "What should we do?"
Ma Xi quickly calmed down and decisively instructed her assistant, "Go light some calming incense. Zhou Si's body is too tense. I'll give him acupuncture to help him relieve his tension.
He probably has a headache... and can't sleep well."
Then, she turned her gaze to Xiao Zhi and gave a clear instruction, "Go get a basin of hot water and help him wipe the sweat off and keep him fresh."
Xiao Zhi nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."
Several people divided the work and worked together.
The assistant quickly brought the incense burner and lit the calming incense. Wisps of green smoke slowly rose.
Xiao Zhize hurried to fetch water with quick movements.
Marcy also started to give Zhou Si acupuncture.
Just as she guessed.
Zhou Si's stiff condition was vaguely relieved, his breathing became even, his face was no longer so painful, and his tense brows relaxed a little.
Marcy took the opportunity to make him relax and tried to take out the hairpin.
Zhou Si seemed to have noticed it and instinctively protected his chest, as if the hairpin was a rare treasure that he absolutely did not want to be touched by anyone.
His fingers tightened slightly, revealing a hint of stubborn resistance.
Seeing this, Marcy had no choice but to gently rub his arm, her fingertips gently pressing the tense muscles, again and again, as if soothing a frightened beast.
At the same time, she whispered in his ear: "Zhou Si, can you please loosen your hands a little?
Don't worry, I will keep this hairpin safe for you and will never give it to anyone else.
Have a good sleep first, and I'll return it to you tomorrow morning."
Zhou Si didn't hear anything at first, as if he was in a deep dream.
Marcy never got tired of saying the same words over and over in his ear, her voice as gentle as the breeze.
Her hands continued to soothingly rub his arms and the back of his hands, her fingertips feeling the coolness and trembling of his skin.
Time passed by minute by minute, and more than half an hour passed.
Marcy's fingers were a little sore, but she still persisted.
Until Zhou Si's brows finally relaxed, as if awakened by her patience, and he slowly loosened his clenched fists as if he had heard it.
Marcy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly and carefully took out the hairpin.
The man's palm was punctured with several cuts, covered in blood, with the skin and flesh rolled up, and the wounds varied in depth.
It looks particularly shocking in the dim light and is unbearable to look at.
Marcy said hurriedly, "Hurry and get the medicine box."
Xiao Zhi had already understood what he meant and quickly handed the medicine box to her.
Marcy quickly took it and carefully disinfected the wound with an alcohol cotton pad. Her movements were gentle but decisive, for fear of hurting the other person.
Then, she took out the ointment and applied it evenly, and then carefully wrapped it with a bandage, taking every step meticulously.
It took a lot of effort to treat the wound properly.
After finishing, Ma Xi stood up and told Xiao Zhi and the assistant, "Hurry up and help him wipe off the sweat on his body and change into clean clothes.
Be gentle and let him rest well!"
The two of them nodded quickly and agreed, "Okay."
Marcy picked up the blood-stained hairpin and tiptoed to the living room.
She dipped a wet cloth in clean water and wiped the blood off the hairpin bit by bit.
The bloodstains gradually faded away, and the true appearance of the hairpin was finally revealed.
It was an ornament that was a clever combination of warm white jade and sandalwood, and it was made very delicately and beautifully.
Marcy cleaned it very carefully and meticulously, for fear of damaging the hairpin.
She knew that this hairpin carried Zhou Si's thoughts about his mother.