Chapter 1: Rebirth

The brain has always been the most mysterious organ of the human body, and currently, hospitals have only a limited understanding of it, let alone any effective countermeasures. The only option is to allow it to recuperate gradually, hoping that it can rely on the body's functions for gradual self-recovery

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Zheng Hui looked at the still calm Nangong Yanzi and suddenly chuckled, saying: "Yanzi, look at me, I'm seriously injured; how could I dare to go play with cars? If my dad finds out, he will definitely break my legs"

Enough, how can you still bring this up! Do you have any idea how serious this is? That kid Zheng Hui has a hole in his head; if he doesn't survive this time, Zheng the Mad might just vent his anger on my Wang family! Sigh... never mind, never mind, you will come with me tonight to apologize in person!

Nangong Yanzi smiled, smiling without speaking. Although it was regrettable this time not to ruin Zheng Hui, she was still very happy to make Zheng Hui's reputation even worse. It is likely that when Zheng Hui's reputation becomes sufficiently tarnished, that old miser from the Huo family, who only recognizes money, will still marry Huo Tingting to Zheng Hui

Zheng Hui watched his father leave with a sullen expression, a strange feeling flashing in his eyes. The family background of this body is truly shocking and thought-provoking, but isn't this body just too disappointing?

Your body has recovered quite well! Unfortunately, that Ferrari you spent 3 million to modify, it doesn't have your tenacious vitality like a cockroach, and is considered completely wrecked, what a pity!" Nangong Yanzi said with a smile as she set down the gift box she was holding.

Zheng Hui's expression was somewhat grim, but suddenly, as if recalling something, he broke into a smile and said: "Indeed, it is quite a pity. The car is totaled, yet I am still alive, and I haven't lost any limbs. What a shame!"

Zheng Hui's sudden display of weakness took Nangong Yanzi by surprise. Could it be that this young man has changed his temperament and is not provoked after all

The financial resources of the Huai River Nanguo family may not be as strong as those of the Zheng family, but relying on the connections supported by the Yan Jing elder brother's family, their influence subtly stands in opposition to the Zheng family. In fact, the two families have indeed been engaged in both open and covert struggles.

Various rare medicinal materials such as century-old ginseng left Zheng Hui feeling overwhelmed and unable to refuse, which truly made him smile wryly

After a while, Zheng Hui seemed to come to his senses, slowly raising his arm and looking at the sensor for monitoring respiratory oxygen saturation on his fingertip, his brow slightly furrowing. Then, an astonishing scene unfolded: the sensor at his fingertip unexpectedly began to float quietly under a mysterious force.

At this moment, the young men following Nangong Yanzi wore expressions of intrigue, each one staring at Zheng Hui, waiting for his response. Zheng Hetu Shuhui believed that if he showed even a hint of difficulty, this group would surely spread rumors outside that he had been severely injured and was too frightened to drive again.

Dad, this was Yan Zige's idea; I merely invited Zheng Hui... I... the young man still wants to explain something

Aren't you just speaking without understanding the pain? Why don't you try opening a hole in your head? You probably wouldn't even need to stay in the hospital; you'd go straight to report to the King of Hell, with no chance left to be afraid

This young man seems to be trying to help Zheng Hui save face, but why do these words sound so harsh to Zheng Hui? Phrases like "a hole in the head" and "the King of Hell has reported" are simply veiled insults

After Zheng Weiguo left, Zheng Hui quietly closed his eyes, carefully recalling the memories of this body. However, he was unsure if it was due to the severe injury to the brain, as many memories had been lost significantly. Fortunately, the main memories of this body had not encountered any accidents; otherwise, he would have truly had to pretend to have amnesia to conceal the truth.

In the days that Zheng Hui was in a coma, the attending physicians and the entire hospital must have endured immense pressure. Now that Zheng Hui has awakened, everyone in the hospital has breathed a sigh of relief

When the leading physician saw that Zheng Hui had actually awakened, he was instantly overjoyed. He directed a group of doctors to surround Zheng Hui, followed by a series of urgent yet orderly examinations. Once he discovered that the abnormal data was merely due to a detached sensor, he finally breathed a sigh of relief

The young man with a striking topknot, exuding a strong artistic vibe, refuted Are's words. However, his subsequent remarks took a different turn: "Brother Zheng Hui is destined to inherit the family business; can he engage in dangerous games like street racing just like us? Don't you think so, Brother Zheng Hui?"

In the early 1990s, Xizi Suburb of Huai Shui City was still a vast orange grove. However, due to the poor taste of the oranges and the annual losses, it was purchased by a Hong Kong businessman. While the orange grove remained unchanged, this businessman constructed a series of high-end European-style villas within it, which is the origin of the term "Xizi Noble District".

Zheng Hui's expression stiffened; this remark was simply aimed at provoking him. I wonder if it is because he nearly had an accident while racing

This is simply nonsense, you are driving me crazy! A middle-aged man pointed at the young man, who hung his head and looked terrified, his face filled with anger

A look of shock appeared on Zheng Hui's face, but just then, his expression suddenly changed, and the sensor that was hovering at his fingertips suddenly fell.

The final utterance of "what a pity" carried a sharp irony, causing Nangong Yanzi's expression to change abruptly. Zheng Hui's words were nothing short of heart-wrenching; it was a veiled insult implying that despite all the effort expended, I am still alive. How could that not be considered a pity

In the days since Zheng Hui awoke, there has been hardly a moment of peace, as visitors have come in a steady stream, including many businessmen from outside the province who specifically flew in to pay their respects

"To be alive is the greatest fortune, don't you think? So stop lamenting. Once you recover, the brothers will accompany you for a game!" Nangong Yanzi's expression changed slightly as she spoke with ulterior motives

Time flows like water, gently and ceaselessly passing by

However, during subsequent examinations, the hospital discovered that Zheng Hui, possibly due to a severe brain injury, although still recognizing many people, had also forgotten quite a few, with his memories being vague and unclear

At that moment, the door to the hospital room was suddenly opened, and a group of doctors in white coats rushed in anxiously

This not only provided Zheng Hui, who had usurped the position of the Zheng family, with a deeper understanding of the family's status, but more importantly, it reflected a sense of helplessness. This is because most of those who came to visit him, rather than genuinely coming to see him, were actually using his serious injury as an excuse to establish connections with the Zheng family.

"Brother Hui is actually afraid of Uncle Zheng; could it be that this car accident scared him?" A dandy laughed.

Zheng Hui, the object of concern and fear for the Huai Water Wang family, was at this moment lying on a hospital bed surrounded by various medical monitoring devices, his face filled with confusion. Due to a severe head injury, his head was fixed in place by a support, slightly elevated, a position that caused him considerable discomfort

That night, Zheng Hui had just finished a phone call with his mother in the United States, persuading her not to come back to visit him, when an unexpected guest made his expression turn cold.

The middle-aged man looked at his son, whose face was filled with fear, and ultimately refrained from losing his temper. He realized that his son had been used as a pawn by that little brat, Yan Zi.

Today, in the study of a simply designed villa located within this orange grove, the atmosphere is unusually tense

The four or five young men who followed Nangong Yanzi couldn't help but laugh in unison, their smiles revealing a distinct hint of mockery that was completely unmasked

In the evening, Zheng Wei Guo—who is also Zheng Hui's father—came over to visit his son with a sullen expression. The fact that someone dared to scheme against his son filled Zheng Wei Guo with great anger, but what angered him even more was his son's lack of ambition

Zheng Hui thought to himself in this manner, a faint bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth

After confirming that Zheng Hui was fine, Zheng Wei Guo left with a sullen expression, not saying a word to Zheng Hui, leaving only a few special caregivers to attend to him

The person who has arrived is none other than Nangong Yanzi, who is responsible for his serious injury this time and who designed the scheme to lure him into street racing

If there is anyone in Huai Shui City who can be completely indifferent to the face of the Zheng family, it would be the branch of the Nan Gong family from Yan Jing, the Nan Gong family of Huai Shui