Chapter 80: The Truth

"Ms. Wang, please don't be agitated. I came today for another matter; I have brought a Yisheng, and he can make your husband wake up," Ning Ruoxue hurriedly explained.

"Wake up? How can he wake up?" Wang Ling became agitated. "It is already a miracle that he has managed to keep his Life; how could he possibly wake up?"

"Permanent damage to the brain marrow—it is indeed difficult to wake up from such an injury with current medical means, but believe me, I can make him wake up. Will you give me half an hour?" Chen Yu looked at the injured man on the hospital bed, his mood somewhat complex.

This injured man was, like him, an innocent person harmed by Zhou Lin. Since he had encountered him today, he would turn this situation around; perhaps this injured man was the turning point for him to clear his name.

"Ms. Wang, do you believe in miracles?" Ning Ruoxue soothed Wang Ling. "Even if you don't believe in miracles, you should still hold onto hope. My friend's Medicine skills are very formidable; will you let him try? Even at the very worst, could it be any worse than the current situation?"

Wang Ling was stunned. Looking at her husband who had been in a coma for over a year, she bit her lip and nodded slightly.

Chen Yu stepped forward and took out the Silver Needle. With brain marrow injuries and several broken bones in the body, some wounds were irreversible to modern Medicine. Even though Chen Yu could now condense a bit of Supreme Profound Sacred Clear Qi, it was still a tremendous challenge for him.

But this person today had to be saved. Firstly, he was a victim, and secondly... he was highly likely the person who could clear the grievances of his previous life.

Chen Yu was extremely cautious with every needle he placed. After a few needles, faint steam emerged from his forehead.

Brain marrow damage, even in today's advanced medical age, had no possibility of repair. Every time Chen Yu performed Acupuncture, he consumed a great amount of Sacred Clear Qi.

The Sacred Clear Qi wandered around the injured man's body, repairing the damaged brain marrow. The white vapor on Chen Yu's forehead grew more and more, condensing above his head and lingering for a long time.

After more than half an hour passed like this, Chen Yu finally finished the Acupuncture. With the final needle piercing the Hundred Meetings point, Chen Yu let out a long breath. He had done his best; whether the injured man could wake up depended on the will of Heaven.

"My husband... how is he?" Wang Ling asked nervously from the side.

Chen Yu did not speak; he stared at the injured man, not letting go of any trace of a clue.

Suddenly, the injured man's hand moved slightly, and then, amidst the surprised expressions of the mother and daughter, Huang An finally opened his eyes.

"Daddy, Mommy, Daddy is awake!" Jingjing shouted excitedly.

"Lao Huang, are you awake? Do you remember me?" Wang Ling held her breath, afraid of startling her husband.

"Wife, daughter..." Huang An spat out two words.

"Husband, you're awake, you're really awake. Do you know how I've spent this past year?" Wang Ling finally could not hold back, and she burst into tears.

"Chen Yu, he remembers things from before," Ning Ruoxue said with pleasant surprise. "Is he alright now?"

"There is nothing seriously wrong, but he needs half a year of recuperation. I will prescribe some medicine and teach you some massage techniques; after half a year, he will be like a normal person." Chen Yu let out a breath and staggered, nearly falling; the True Qi he had just used was truly too much.

"Are you alright?" Ning Ruoxue hurriedly supported him.

"I'm fine, don't worry," Chen Yu shook his head.

"Thank you, you are truly our benefactor. Jingjing, come over and kowtow to the benefactor." Wang Ling pulled her daughter and knelt down with a thud.

"Get up quickly, I need to ask your husband a few questions," Chen Yu hurriedly helped the mother and daughter up.

"Brother Huang, do you still remember what exactly happened on the day of the car accident?" Chen Yu asked.

"I... my home is a convenience store by the road. It was very late that day, and I said I was going to the other side to get some goods, but just as I reached the road, a car flew over. As for what happened next... I don't know anything," Huang An pondered, his tone somewhat hesitant.

Chen Yu's expression dimmed slightly; as expected, he had not seen clearly who exactly was driving the car.

Outside the window, Chen Yu looked at the night. He felt an inexplicable irritability. It would be easy to kill Zhou Lin now, but the grievances of his previous life would never be cleared. The hope he had found with such difficulty had been shattered just like that.

"Uncle, are you unhappy?" Just at this moment, Jingjing came over holding a doll.

"No," Chen Yu smiled; the little girl was very cute.

"This is my favorite doll, a birthday gift from Daddy. Now I'm giving it to you," the little girl held up the doll in her hand to give to Chen Yu.

"Thank you," Chen Yu took the doll and smiled. "It's very cute."

"Daddy said the doll is to supervise me while I practice the piano. If I'm lazy, he can see me," the little girl said.

"Supervise?" Chen Yu turned the doll over and saw a small screen on the doll's chest and a camera on its eyes; it should have a monitoring function. His heart stirred, and he pressed a button on the side.

There were several video files on the screen. His heart shook; one of the video files was from the day of the car accident. He hurriedly pressed the video file.

The screen flashed, and an image appeared.

The content of the image shocked Chen Yu. He saw a man walking onto the road in the image, and just at this moment, a car rushed over at high speed. Four people, including the man, were knocked to the ground.

Chen Yu remembered the license plate of that car perfectly; it was exactly the vehicle from his previous life's accident, and the person who walked out of the driver's seat was definitely not him.

Immediately after, two people behind carried a person who was dead drunk to the driver's seat. The drunk person was exactly him, and one of the people carrying him to the driver's seat was Zhou Lin.

This doll had originally been placed in front of the glass wall of the convenience store; it was a birthday gift Huang An intended to give his daughter the next day. He had forgotten to turn it off after opening and testing it, and then the image clearly recorded everything that night.

Chen Yu clenched his fists tightly; everything had finally come to light.

After the incident, according to investigations from many sides, the road section where the accident happened that day was remote, it was late, and there was no surveillance around. Chen Yu had appeared in the driver's seat dead drunk, and the steering wheel was covered in his fingerprints.

Therefore, this trap set by Zhou Lin became ironclad evidence. But who would have thought that this doll placed in front of the convenience store's glass wall actually had a monitoring function and had recorded everything that day.

"Jingjing, thank you for your doll. Your doll has helped Uncle a great deal," Chen Yu turned off the power.

Leaving a bank card with three hundred thousand for Wang Ling, Chen Yu and Ning Ruoxue left.

The car stopped by the side of the road. Ning Ruoxue finished watching everything the doll had recorded. She closed her eyes, and large tears fell down.

The truth had come to light, but the wrongly killed Chen Yu could never come back...

"I knew it long ago, it wasn't him," Ning Ruoxue murmured. "It's that I was useless; it took a year after your death to figure out the truth."