Buried alive by his own mother, he brought a coffin to the whole family when he returned

Chapter 236: Let his life be worse than death

As smart as Lu Mingheng is, he understands it immediately.

He frowned slightly and whispered, "It was Qin Sizhan... Qin Sizhan sent you here, right?"

The man's footsteps increased in strength, almost squeezing Lu Mingheng's face flat. He said in a cold voice: "Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of being called Fourth Young Master Qin."

"Heh...hehehe..."

Suddenly, Lu Mingheng burst into laughter. "I didn't expect that the fourth young master Qin, who is so powerful in the business world, would resort to such a despicable method to retaliate. Isn't he afraid of being embarrassed if he tells others about it?"

"Do you think an ant like you can threaten him?"

"Okay! In that case, then just beat me to death. Only dead people are the most obedient!"

"Humph!"

The man smiled coldly, "Wouldn't it be a good thing for you if you died? The best way to torture a person is to make him live a life worse than death."

As he said that, the man pulled back his foot and told his men beside him, "Go ahead and teach him a lesson. Remember, don't kill him."

"Yes!"

After giving the order, the man left the warehouse.

……

At this time, the Lu family was in chaos.

Shen Qinghe, with messy hair, sat on the sofa in the living room crying.

Zhao Jinhui, who was standing by, also burst into tears and cried out, "Oh... my son... my precious son... those damned ones, if my son is gone, I will fight them to the death!"

"Alright! Alright! Stop crying. Your crying makes me even more upset!"

Lu Jianting yelled at her with an unhappy look on his face.

Zhao Jinhui wiped her tears, distraught, "Why? My son was beaten and taken away. Now he is still alive or dead. What's wrong with me crying? Do you have a conscience? He's your son, aren't you worried at all?"

"Worry, worry, is worrying any use? I've told him a long time ago that he should be careful when going out. It's tense these days, so he shouldn't go out. But he just doesn't listen and goes out every day. Isn't this just giving himself to others and giving them the opportunity to attack him?"

Hearing this, Shen Qinghe's body trembled slightly.

A look of self-blame appeared on her face, and she whispered, "Uncle, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If Mingheng hadn't accompanied me out to play every day, this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault, wuwuwu..."

Seeing his only sister crying so sadly, Shen Zhixing could no longer sit still.

He hugged Shen Qinghe into his arms and comforted her softly, "Qinghe, this is none of your business. Qin Sizhan is ruthless and cruel. Even if you guard against him day and night, you will never be able to prevent him."

As he spoke, his eyes turned slightly cold, and he looked at Lu Jianting and whispered, "Uncle, don't worry, I have already sent more people to look for him everywhere, and I believe there will be news about Ming Heng soon."

Lu Jianting felt inexplicably nervous when he saw his sharp eyes.

He was also very puzzled. Shen Zhixing looked weak, but he always had a terrifying aura.

Lu Jianting nodded and said nothing more.

In a corner where no one noticed, Lu Xinyao held her breath and tried hard to reduce her presence.

At the same time, I couldn't stop feeling excited.

Because, not long ago, when she went to visit Nie Pofeng who was recuperating from his injuries, he had said that her second brother Lu Mingheng would suffer a bloody disaster. Unexpectedly, it would come true so soon.

It seems that Nie Pofeng is really capable and she should make good use of him.

Maybe I can take over the Lu family in the future.

Everyone in the living room has their own ulterior motives.

The time passed by every second, and for each of them, every second felt like a year.

Finally, the Lu family’s housekeeper rushed in, looking pale with fear. He looked at Lu Jianting and said, “Master, it’s bad! The second young master is back!”

"what?"

Everyone stood up.

Lu Jianting said excitedly: "Where is the person? Hurry up and help him in..."

The housekeeper swallowed nervously, "No... The Second Young Master was covered in blood and was thrown at the door. We dared not move..."

"Let's go! Let's go check it out right away."

So, the group walked to the door of the villa.

Seeing Lu Mingheng lying on the ground, covered in blood and barely breathing, Zhao Jinhui was so frightened that she screamed, "Ah! My son!"

After saying this, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

"Mom! Mom! Mom..."

Fortunately, Lu Xinyao, who was standing by, was quick to act and quickly supported Zhao Jinhui.

The frail Shen Qinghe was also frightened. Her legs went weak and she almost fell down. Fortunately, Shen Zhixing supported her. "Qinghe, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, brother, Mingheng...Mingheng..."

Shen Zhixing narrowed his cold eyes slightly, looked at Lu Jianting, and said, "Uncle, let's send him to the hospital now."

"Yes, you are right, come here..."

Lu Mingheng was sent to the emergency room and Zhao Jinhui was also sent to the emergency room.

Lu Jianting and Lu Xinyao sat on the bench in the corridor, exhausted both physically and mentally.

Shen Qinghe was so tired from crying that she leaned on Shen Zhixing's shoulder and fell asleep.

Shen Zhixing was the calmest one. Even now, he was still neatly dressed and his expression was calm, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

It was not until the second half of the night that the door of the emergency room was finally opened.

Shen Qinghe was awakened, and hurried forward, and asked anxiously: "Doctor! Doctor! What's wrong? My fiancé, is he okay?"

"Yes! Doctor, how is my son?" Lu Jianting dragged his tired body and asked quickly.

The doctor patiently explained: "Don't worry, the injured person has been rescued and is no longer in danger of death. However, his left eye has been disabled and he will never be able to see again."

"what?"

When Lu Jianting heard this, he was so shocked that he lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Xinyao quickly supported him and comforted him, "Dad, don't be like this. It's a blessing in disguise that my second brother can survive."

"Yes, you are right. It is already very good to be able to save a life."

Shen Qinghe was also hit hard.

Her face was covered with tears again, and she whispered, "Doctor, when can we see him?"

"The anesthesia for the injured patient has not worn off yet. He should wake up tomorrow. The nurse will take him to the ward soon, and family members can go in and accompany him."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

As they were talking, Lu Mingheng, whose body was wrapped in gauze, was pushed out by the nurse.

Shen Qinghe immediately stepped forward, "Ming Heng...Ming Heng..."

Shen Zhixing, who was standing by, quickly pulled her back and said, "Qinghe, you are exhausted today and were scared. Since Mingheng is fine now, why don't I take you home to rest?"

"No, I want to stay here with him."