At that moment, Wen Zhenghua let out a hollow chuckle. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, then toppled over, stiff as a board.
When Wen Father saw who had come, he knew it was all over.
This son of his was the most upright of men. If he learned about this, there was no telling what he might do.
Wen Father hurriedly dressed and summoned the servants to carry Wen Zhenghua to a bed in another room.
Just then, Wen Mother returned. When she learned that Wen Zhenghua already knew about their filthy deeds and had even caught them in the act today, fainting from sheer rage, she was overwhelmed with regret.
Wen Mother immediately ordered someone to fetch a physician.
Looking at her eldest son's pale face as he lay on the bed, Wen Mother could not stop her tears. She shot Wen Father and Zhang Fangfang a hostile look and said:
"If anything happens to Zhenghua, I will never let either of you off!"
Wen Father was consumed with guilt. He said nothing, merely watching Wen Zhenghua anxiously. Zhang Fangfang remained expressionless throughout.
Before long, the physician arrived. He said Wen Zhenghua had suffered a shock, and a surge of rage had overwhelmed his heart, causing him to faint. With some medicine and proper rest afterward, he would be fine, but he must not suffer any further shocks.
Only then did Wen Father and Mother breathe a sigh of relief.
Not long after the physician left, Wen Zhenghua woke up.
Watching her eldest son slowly open his eyes, Wen Mother rushed to his bedside and asked gingerly:
"Zhenghua, you're awake? Are you still feeling unwell anywhere? Tell your mother!"
Wen Zhenghua's vacant eyes gradually focused, and he remembered everything he had seen before fainting.
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