《After Being Abandoned by My Ex-Boyfriend, I Became His Cousin-in-Law》 Chapter 1 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Sea City People¡¯s Hospital. Deep into the night, the emergency hall was packed. ¡°Hurry up and find Doctor Zhao! No! Call Chief Cheng down for a consultation!¡± The medical staff jogged to clear the green passage for the critically ill patient. The nurse quickly said something, but her voice was quickly drowned out by the chaos. Some blamed each other, while others begged in low voices. Unrelated words overlapped and got on everyone¡¯s nerves. However, the payment line in the corner of the hall was exceptionally quiet. This was a place where money spoke. It was Fang Yan¡¯s turn. ¡°I¡¯m here for Jiang Lan in the ICU. Can you help me see how much money is left?¡± ¡°Less than a thousand.¡± The toll collector looked up out of habit, and his expression changed slightly. The girl outside the glass window looked haggard. She was gray from head to toe, and there were deep and shallow bloodstains on her shoulders. She looked like she had fought with someone in the wilderness. Fang Yan wiped her hands with the corner of her shirt and took out a card from her bag. She handed it over. ¡°Put in another 50,000.¡± The toll collector was skillful, but when he saw the blood on the bank card, he said kindly, ¡°Madam, do you need me to call a nurse for you?¡± Fang Yan was stunned. She forced a smile, thanked him, and left. It wasn¡¯t her blood anyway. Fang Yan sat on the steps outside the hospital and recalled today¡¯s farce with some amusement. She never dreamed that she would one day risk her life for her love rival. Originally, Fang Yan and Cheng Song had agreed to watch a musical tonight, but they received another invitation in the afternoon. She remembered hearing the sweet voice coming intermittently from the phone, which had made Fang Yan subconsciously sit further away. Cheng Song asked and answered questions on the cell phone, but he did not notice Fang Yan¡¯s emotions at all. Fang Yan was tearing an orange peel in boredom. Seeing that Cheng Song had hung up, she finally said, ¡°Jiang Yan again? Has she found a job?¡± ¡°God, who else can it be other than her!¡± Cheng Song took a few steps to Fang Yan¡¯s side and spoke in a half complaining, half showing off tone. ¡°But it¡¯s still not bad. Have you heard about the recent animation festival? Ah Yan also went. I heard that the response was not bad. At least she didn¡¯t embarrass herself.¡± Jiang Yan was four years younger than Cheng Song. The two of them lived close to each other since they were young, and didn¡¯t lose contact until Cheng Song went overseas. After Jiang Yan graduated, she worked as a bar singer in a third-tier city. When she heard that Cheng Song had returned to China at the beginning of the year, she ran to Sea City to ¡°join him.¡± Cheng Song grabbed a piece of orange and threw it into his mouth. ¡°Today is the last day of the commercial performance. Let¡¯s go to the venue in the afternoon and have a meal together. How does that sound?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°I don¡¯t want to go.¡± After saying that, she felt that she was too petty. Her grandmother always nagged her that as a girlfriend, she could not be as willful as at home. She had to be more understanding. ¡°We¡¯re going to watch a musical tonight. Have you forgotten?¡± Fang Yan explained. Cheng Song smiled when he heard that. ¡°You¡¯re talking about that? Don¡¯t worry, Jiang Yan has already asked. The theater and the animation festival are very close to each other. We won¡¯t be late. She was the one who booked the tickets. She said that she felt a little sorry that she didn¡¯t buy a gift the last time.¡± This news instantly dampened Fang Yan¡¯s interest in watching the drama. She reminded Cheng Song, ¡°Really? Didn¡¯t she bring a lot of photos of you two when you were young last time?¡± ¡°Ha! She¡¯s deliberately messing with me, the little girl!¡± Cheng Song scolded jokingly. ¡°You¡¯re not jealous of a child, are you?¡± ¡°Not really.¡± ¡°I knew you were the best!¡± Cheng Song opened the closet and took out an exquisitely tailored white cashmere jacket. ¡°It¡¯s cold at night. I¡¯ll put one in the car for you to wear when you¡¯re cold.¡± Fang Yan agreed. After leaving the topic of Jiang Yan, Cheng Song returned to her usual meticulous and considerate self. When Fang Yan met Cheng Song at the art exhibition in France, she was moved by his thoughtful actions. Cheng Song did not like paintings. According to him, he only liked Fang Yan. However, Cheng Song¡¯s attentiveness seemed to be intermittent. For example, he remembered her birthday, but he could not remember her taste. He remembered that she was afraid of the cold, but he did not know that she hated the color white the most. Therefore, when Fang Yan looked at Cheng Song, it was as if there was a thick glass wall between them. She could only see an outline. Fang Yan was very uncomfortable. Fang Yan used the excuse of preparing milk tea as a return gift and did not set off with Cheng Song. When she arrived, the performance at the event location had ended and the staff and some performing guests were finishing up. Perhaps because Fang Yan had been wandering around like a headless fly for too long, as two girls came over to help enthusiastically. When they heard that she was looking for Cheng Song, the blue-haired girl¡¯s eyes lit up. ¡°You¡¯re here to see Sister Jiang Yan, right? A fan, right? Hehe, I suddenly fell in love with her, so I came to volunteer.¡± She took the milk tea from Fang Yan and said warmly, ¡°But you¡¯re really good-looking. You¡¯re not inferior to Sister Jiang Yan.¡± Fang Yan was caught between laughter and tears. ¡°Thank you, but to be precise, I¡¯m here to look for Cheng Song.¡± She couldn¡¯t get through to Cheng Song¡¯s phone. Fang Yan found Cheng Song¡¯s car and realized that he had left his phone in the car. Apart from the keys, Jiang Yan¡¯s bag and hat were also placed in the passenger seat. Fang Yan suddenly remembered what Jiang Yan had deliberately said to her that day: Look at these photos. Don¡¯t you think Brother Cheng Song and I look more like a couple? Fang Yan kicked the stone hard. In the light not far ahead, a white figure was jumping back and forth. Fang Yan recognized the cashmere coat at a glance. How annoying! Chapter 2 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The audience left the venue one after another. In a corner of the venue, there was still a light. It was Jiang Yan¡¯s party. ¡°Oh!¡± Jiang Yan raised her microphone. Her face was painted, and she was wearing a white cashmere jacket. Under the light, she looked dazzling. ¡°Everyone, look here! Look at me!¡± Jiang Yan thanked the band members and three to five volunteers one by one, as if she was a small celebrity. ¡°Finally, I want to thank¡­ the person I love the most!¡± The drummer beat the rhythm and cheered. Even Cheng Song had an indulgent smile on his face as he waited for the second half of the sentence. Fang Yan stood at the side. Seemed like she had come at the perfect timing. ¡°Cheng Song!¡± Jiang Yan, who was in the middle of the stage, shouted the man¡¯s name and smiled happily. ¡°How is it? Isn¡¯t he worthy?¡± The blue-haired woman poked Fang Yan¡¯s arm and treated her as a gossip target. ¡°Actually, you can¡¯t blame Sister Jiang Yan for being tempted. I heard that Mr. Cheng helped her fight for this performance opportunity! He¡¯s rich and handsome, anyone would give in.¡± Fang Yan looked at the man who was laughing in the corner. ¡°Cheng Song.¡± The scene became strangely quiet. Cheng Song¡¯s eyes met Fang Yan¡¯s as he walked over with a smile. ¡°Why are you only here now? There¡¯s no traffic jam, right?¡± Fang Yan did not answer his question. ¡°Here, this is the milk tea I brought for everyone. It¡¯s made by myself. It might not be as good as the milk tea in stores.¡± ¡°How can that be? Everything Yanyan makes tastes good!¡± Cheng Song was as good at talking as usual, but this time, Fang Yan didn¡¯t respond. Cheng Song¡¯s best friend, Yang Ge, finally realized that something was wrong and stood up to help. ¡°This is Cheng Song¡¯s girlfriend. Sister-in-law prepared this for everyone. Quick, take it yourself!¡± With someone taking the lead, the atmosphere quickly became lively again. ¡°Not from tomorrow onwards.¡± Fang Yan walked under the light and stared into Cheng Song¡¯s eyes. ¡°Let¡¯s break up.¡± Cheng Song¡¯s face darkened and he smiled again. ¡°What are you talking about? It¡¯s all a joke. You know that I treat Ah Yan as my sister. How can you lose your temper over such a small matter?¡± ¡°Yes, I understand. Cheng Song, but I¡¯m not joking.¡± Fang Yan was very easy to talk to. She even patiently advised him, ¡°After we break up, you can continue to be siblings with Jiang Yan. I¡¯ll be your witness.¡± ¡°Yanyan!¡± Cheng Song was finally angry. Seeing this, Jiang Yan was about to cry. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Sister Fang Yan! I didn¡¯t know you minded me so much. It¡¯s my fault. I can¡¯t do anything right. I always ask Brother Cheng Song for help. Don¡¯t blame him.¡± Fang Yan secretly rolled her eyes. What kind of drama queen was this! Fang Yan turned around and was about to leave when Jiang Yan stopped her. In a few breaths, Jiang Yan was crying like a pear blossom. ¡°And this dress! I¡¯ll take it off and return it to you now! Sister Fang Yan, don¡¯t quarrel with Brother Cheng Song because of me¡­¡± That annoying white coat! Fang Yan only remembered that when the coat fell to the ground, Jiang Yan also fell down. The metal lampstand was on the verge of collapse. She reached out to grab it, but she couldn¡¯t! Fang Yan was shocked by the weight of the lamp stand, but she didn¡¯t stay stunned for long. Before the lamp stand fell to the ground, Fang Yan pounced in front of Jiang Yan to protect her. At that moment, Fang Yan thought that she had gone crazy. ¡°I think you¡¯re crazy!¡± Qi You gritted his teeth and concluded on the phone. Fang Yan was almost deafened by Qi You¡¯s shout. She quickly pulled her phone away from her ears. ¡°If you don¡¯t restrain your voice, I¡¯ll have to get my ears checked.¡± ¡°Serves you right! As your elder sister, I¡¯m furious! Was it also this little b*tch the last two times, too? She insists on wearing a man¡¯s dress shirt to bed, uses the same perfume as him¡­ The damn kid¡¯s treating herself like she¡¯s his younger sister!¡± When Qi You heard that Fang Yan was in the hospital, she rushed over. She called her on the way since she was worried. Fang Yan was no longer as angry. ¡°Calm down and drive properly.¡± ¡°You coward! I understand. Erm¡­ are you seriously injured?¡± Qi You was still worried about Fang Yan. Fang Yan smiled. ¡°I¡¯m fine. Although I pounced in front of her, she¡¯s still the unlucky one.¡± ¡°Serves her right!¡± At the mention of Jiang Yan, Qi You was filled with anger. She scolded again, ¡°Then why are you still in the hospital? Don¡¯t tell me you want to reimburse this pair of scumbag and slut for their medical expenses? No way? You¡­¡± ¡°No!¡± Fang Yan interrupted Qi You¡¯s essay and said hoarsely, ¡°It¡¯s my grandmother. Her illness has worsened again.¡± Fang Yan stood up. The glass of the emergency hall reflected her frowning face. Qi You would only be able to rush over after midnight. ¡®Hang in there, Fang Yan. Just a few more hours and you won¡¯t be alone.¡¯ Fang Yan looked at the patients in the hall. Bright red color spread out in front of her eyes. In a blur, she saw a tall white figure rushing over. Fang Yan sighed weakly. Why was it white again? The nurse who had returned to the hospital to hand in her shift greeted the person who was coming . ¡°Director Cheng, it¡¯s time to get off work!¡± Cheng Zheng hugged Huo Jiayan¡¯s limp body. The girl in his arms tried her best to maintain her last bit of consciousness and tried to remind Cheng Zheng, ¡°I think I¡¯m a little dizzy from the blood.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Hey! Director Cheng?¡± The young nurse looked at Cheng Zheng¡¯s back, which was in the direction of the doctor¡¯s lounge. It was late autumn and the night was heavy. Did Director Cheng go into heat? The young nurse came early and thought that she would be able to enjoy the gossip today. Unexpectedly, the head nurse appeared from the corridor and rushed in front of her. ¡°You still know that it¡¯s Director Cheng? You¡¯re bold enough to follow the director!¡± The nurse was shocked. ¡°No, no, no.¡± ¡°If you really like Chief Physician Cheng so much, I¡¯ll arrange for you to perform surgery with him next time.¡± The nurse: ¡°No, no, no!¡± The young nurse was about to cry. Which nurse had not been scolded to tears by Cheng Zheng in the operating room? If she followed Chief Cheng for her first time, she might as well lie on the operating table and get stabbed! How could she be the one to take the bullet? Chapter 3 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Zheng looked at the unsuspecting Fang Yan and smiled helplessly. Although Fang Yan seemed to be fine, Cheng Zheng was still worried and carefully examined her again. Sure enough, there was a slight head injury. Cheng Zheng could not determine the condition of the injury for the time being and hesitated whether to wake her up for further examination. He did not expect to see Fang Yan again under such circumstances. He was already prepared to stand behind Cheng Song and be away from the spotlight. Who would have thought that Cheng Song would be so stupid when it came to dating? The old wooden door of the lounge rang. Cheng Zheng sighed. ¡°I didn¡¯t close the door, Head Nurse.¡± The head nurse, Liu Min, walked in with a smile. ¡°I heard from the nurse that you went to pick up your girlfriend, so I wanted to close the door for you¡­ No, I wanted to come over and help. Do you need me?¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°Then I¡¯ll have to trouble Head Nurse Liu to arrange a head examination. I¡¯m worried that she has a slight concussion.¡± Cheng Zheng did not mention Fang Yan¡¯s name, but Liu Min understood and teased, ¡°Yo, it¡¯s rare for you to be willing to let others help. Don¡¯t tell me she¡¯s really your girlfriend?¡± Cheng Zheng patiently explained, ¡°No.¡± Liu Min stared at Cheng Zheng in disbelief. ¡°Fine, if you say so. Oh right, someone from the emergency department is looking for you. I think his name is Cheng Song. He looks quite rich.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know him.¡± This time, Cheng Zheng strode away, not giving Liu Min a chance to ask further. Liu Min shook her head and lamented. These young people nowadays. Dating was really a strenuous affair. The most tense moment in the emergency hall had passed, so Cheng Zheng did not take the elevator. Instead, he walked all the way downstairs. After turning a corner, he met the ¡°unknown¡± person. ¡°Brother!¡± Cheng Zheng stopped. Cheng Song ran over and pulled Cheng Zheng away. ¡°Why are you here? I¡¯ve been looking for you for a long time. Your hospital really has many restrictions. You even have to swipe your card for the elevator. You have to give me one tomorrow. Otherwise, it¡¯ll be inconvenient for me to see you.¡± ¡°You can take the stairs. I¡¯m on the seventeenth floor.¡± Cheng Song pursed his lips. His gaze seemed to say that he¡¯d rather die. However, Cheng Song would not talk back to Cheng Zheng. After all, Cheng Zheng¡¯s eloquence had been recognized by Old Master Cheng. No one could defeat him. The Cheng family was an aristocratic family of architecture. Their ancestors had been extremely famous architects for three generations, so the Cheng family¡¯s descendants all had this as their life goal. Even if they didn¡¯t study architecture, they would still follow the business and politics and become the family¡¯s support. Only Cheng Zheng wanted to study medicine. Without the support of his family, he memorized books, slept in laboratories, studied postgraduate studies, and obtained a master¡¯s degree. In the end, he gained a foothold in the neurosurgery department, which was filled with capable people. This kind of reckless persistence frightened Cheng Song and made him admire him. Not to mention anything else, Cheng Song didn¡¯t even dare to speak loudly to his father at home, let alone use his courage to oppose the Old Master. Looking at the Cheng family¡¯s juniors fighting openly and covertly for a few positions, Cheng Song felt that his cousin was the strongest. Cheng Song completely believed that even if Cheng Zheng changed to architecture now, he would definitely be the best in this field. Hence, he quickly corrected his attitude. ¡°Don¡¯t joke with me, Brother. I have something serious this time. I have a friend whose foot is injured. It¡¯s quite serious. Can you help take a look?¡± ¡°Then you should go to the Orthopedics Department. I¡¯m not good at it.¡± ¡°She said it hurt a lot. I was just anxious¡­¡± Cheng Song explained. ¡°Who is it?¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Cheng Song didn¡¯t react. ¡°Who is this friend of yours?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. When Cheng Song heard this tone, he felt that something was wrong, but he did not understand what was wrong. He could only tell the truth. ¡°Jiang Yan. She¡¯s also in Sea City.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you to stay away from her? Did you just ignore it?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s not like that!¡± Cheng Song was anxious and angry. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with Jiang Yan? Do all of you have something against her? If you ask me, you and Fang Yan should be a couple! Both of you just throw tantrums at me!¡± Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t seem to be listening to Cheng Song at all. He just looked at him quietly. ¡°Then, then¡­ Jiang Yan is also my friend. If I don¡¯t care when she asks me for help, isn¡¯t that too disloyal?¡± The corners of Cheng Zheng¡¯s mouth sank. ¡°Then have you ever thought about why Jiang Yan only asked you for help even though we grew up together? Don¡¯t forget that Fang Yan is your girlfriend. Don¡¯t do something you shouldn¡¯t do and come crying to me in the end!¡± ¡°It¡¯s not that serious¡­¡± Cheng Song mumbled. Cheng Zheng snorted. ¡°If you choose between Fang Yan and Jiang Yan, who will you choose?¡± Cheng Song was anxious again. ¡°How can I choose like this?¡± Cheng Zheng asked again, ¡°Then how about comparing your future with Fang Yan¡¯s? Which is more important?¡± ¡°Brother!¡± Chapter 4 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Song did not know why Cheng Zheng was so unrelenting today, but Cheng Zheng did not intend to let him off. ¡°Cheng Song, do you think I¡¯m deliberately trying to anger you?¡± Cheng Zheng lit a cigarette, the light flickering in and out of the dark corridor. ¡°You¡¯re going back to England next month. You¡¯ve already taken half a year off school. Can your family continue to let you fool around?¡± Other than Cheng Zheng, Cheng Song was the most talented in design among the younger generation of the Cheng family. However, Cheng Song was hot-tempered and playful. When he encountered problems, he would often avoid them if he could. However, Cheng Song¡¯s father only had him as his only son. Being willing to let him take a year off from school was already the greatest concession. Cheng Song also knew that if he continued to stand by the sidelines, there would really be no place for him in the Cheng family. There were some things that he could ignore, but there were some things he couldn¡¯t do without. ¡°So, hurry up and settle your stupid matters, unless you want to take Jiang Yan to England.¡± Cheng Song repeatedly promised that there would be no problem, and finally Cheng Zheng walked away. However, Cheng Zheng¡¯s mood worsened. Today was not the first time Cheng Zheng had seen Fang Yan. At that time, Fang Yan was still a little girl wearing a bow scarf. Cheng Zheng would never forget that little girl reaching out her hand under the flames that filled the sky to help Cheng Zheng escape the collapsing brick wall. When Cheng Zheng became the attending physician, there was finally news about Fang Yan. However, he was a step too late and Fang Yan chose Cheng Song. Great. Heaven and earth now wanted him to teach him how to be a qualified boyfriend? The direction of this story was really ridiculous. When Qi You rushed over, Fang Yan had already been transferred to a normal ward. Liu Min led Qi You along the way. She also prepared the thermos, blanket, hot water bottle, and other things that could be used. Finally, she carefully explained the things to take note of in the next few days. ¡°Head Nurse Liu, right? Thank you so much for being so considerate. I feel like I¡¯m right at home.¡± Fang Yan gave her a look. No one thanked people like that. Fang Yan was good-looking and had a temperament that was to Liu Min¡¯s liking. Liu Min had already treated Fang Yan as almost one of her own, so she naturally wouldn¡¯t fuss over such a small matter. ¡°I didn¡¯t help much. If you want to thank someone, thank our Director Cheng. He was the one who brought your friend back. That¡¯s all for now. You guys rest well. Just call me if you need anything.¡± ¡°Chief Physician Cheng is so benevolent! I¡¯ll send him a silk banner later to express my thanks!¡± When Liu Min saw that Fang Yan was fine and that she was jumping around, she automatically interpreted Liu Min¡¯s words of ¡®bringing her back¡¯ as ¡®sending her to the hospital.¡¯ On the other hand, when Fang Yan heard Liu Min¡¯s words, she was in a daze for a moment. Qi You called her a few times, but she did not hear her. Fang Yan smiled guiltily. ¡°Huh? What did you just say?¡± ¡°I saw Cheng Song when I came over just now. Is that Jiang Yan also in this hospital?¡± Fang Yan actually did not care about this matter. From the moment she said that they had broken up, she had already excluded Cheng Song from her life. Whether she was saved or not, whether she was injured or not, it would not affect her decision. As if to prove her feelings, Cheng Song called at the right time. ¡°Yanyan?¡± ¡°Mm,¡± Fang Yan replied indifferently. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. It¡¯s my fault. Sometimes, I¡¯m so stubborn that I don¡¯t consider your feelings.¡± Cheng Song apologized on the other end of the phone. ¡°It¡¯s okay. Actually, if you think about it carefully, I didn¡¯t do a good job either. In the end, we¡¯re not compatible.¡± Fang Yan was thinking about how to phrase her words to end this relationship in a harmonious atmosphere. Cheng Song made full use of his good tradition of only listening to half of what he said. ¡°Right? It¡¯s good that you realize this. It¡¯s fine for me to dote on you usually, but I can¡¯t dote on you for everything, right? Other than you, I have to have other friends, right? Why are you competing with Jiang Yan?!¡± Great, the atmosphere took a turn for the worse. Fang Yan stopped Qi You from cursing. ¡°Am I competing with her?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right! Even if you throw a tantrum, you can¡¯t hit her. Ah Yan is in so much pain that she¡¯s crying.¡± Cheng Song then presented a way for her to step down with dignity. ¡°Although I won¡¯t really be angry with you, you have to show some remorse, right? How about this? I¡¯m at the People¡¯s Hospital now. You¡¯re nearby, right? Come over and apologize to Ah Yan, then you don¡¯t have to worry about this matter. I¡¯ll go to England next month. You¡¯ll come with me. You can do your drawing work anywhere anyway, right? What do you think?¡± Qi You snatched the phone away. ¡°What do I think? I think you¡¯re dreaming! I¡¯m telling you, Yanyan broke up with you! You still want her to go to England? Give up!¡± Chapter 5 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Song did not expect Qi You, this firecracker, to be here. He panicked for a moment. ¡°What does it have to do with you?! Yanyan? Yanyan! Don¡¯t say things in a fit of anger. Jiang Yan already said that she would contact me less in the future. Are you still not satisfied?¡± ¡°Qi You is right, Cheng Song. We¡¯ve already broken up, so I won¡¯t go to England. It¡¯s good that we¡¯ve made things clear today. If you want to bring someone else along, you can hurry up and prepare.¡± In the bar, the girls on the dance floor had been paying attention to the cold and unfamiliar face at the table. However, that person did not know how to have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex. A few girls who went to hit on him were scolded until they cried. The two glasses of sweet wine went down Cheng Zheng¡¯s throat, but it still did not quench the frustration in his heart. At this moment, his phone rang. It was Cheng Song. Cheng Song wrote on WeChat: Brother, I¡¯m done with my matters. Early in the morning, Fang Yan looked at the pile of food on the small table and was a little speechless. The palm-sized area was filled with egg custard, soft pancakes, tofu pudding, steamed dumplings, sweet cakes, milk, and all kinds of side dishes. The patient beside the bed could not help but look over. It couldn¡¯t be helped. Qi You had been pampered since she was young and was used to being particular. Liu Min said that someone from the hospitalization department would provide three meals. Qi You thanked her, but with her by her side, she wouldn¡¯t really let Fang Yan eat the same food as the other patients. She even bought salty and sweet tofu pudding. Fang Yan also noticed the gaze that was sizing the food up. She turned around and said with a smile, ¡°Sir, there¡¯s so much breakfast, I can¡¯t finish it alone. Don¡¯t waste it. Why don¡¯t you help me out and choose two things?¡± Fang Yan¡¯s words were extremely thoughtful, so the old man naturally agreed with a smile. Qi You said reluctantly, ¡°You sure know how to do favors. Why don¡¯t you ask me if I¡¯ve eaten?¡± Fang Yan glared at her. ¡°Your Highness, why would you eat food delivery when you have better things to eat? I¡¯m not worried that you might be hungry. I should ask if you¡¯re full!¡± Qi You was amused. Cheng Song¡¯s phone call last night had made Qi You furious. She hadn¡¯t been able to sleep well and had been chasing Cheng Song in her dreams. On the other hand, Fang Yan seemed to have cleared the system files after breaking up, and her emotions weren¡¯t affected at all. Qi You clicked her tongue in her heart. As expected, this was not an ordinary woman. She was ruthless. ¡°Then what about my grandmother?¡± Fang Yan suddenly remembered. Seeing that Fang Yan was frowning again, Qi You comforted her. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve already gone to see Grandma for you. It¡¯s still stable for the time being. When your examination results are out, I¡¯ll accompany you.¡± Cheng Zheng stood outside the door for a while, but still did not enter. When they passed by the nurses¡¯ station, someone with sharp eyes saw the thing in Cheng Zheng¡¯s hand. ¡°Director Cheng, you¡¯re so romantic. You went to Yun Ji to buy breakfast so early in the morning. There must be a lot of people, right? I queued for a long time over the weekend but couldn¡¯t buy it!¡± Cheng Zheng nodded and placed the lunch box on the work table. ¡°I bought a lot. You guys can share it.¡± ¡°Thank you, Director!¡± Unexpectedly, there was an extra meal. A few nurses cheered softly. Hong Hao greeted them and quickly walked past the nurses¡¯ station to catch up with Cheng Zheng. ¡°I heard that you saved a beautiful girl yesterday? You even carried her back? Is it that person that you¡¯ve been thinking about?¡± Cheng Zheng acted as if he did not hear him. Hong Hao ran in front of Cheng Zheng in two steps and punched him in the shoulder. ¡°Don¡¯t pretend! I know how you are, don¡¯t I? I heard that the girl broke up with her boyfriend yesterday? Old Cheng, seize the opportunity!¡± Hong Hao was Cheng Zheng¡¯s junior brother. He was admitted a year later than Cheng Zheng and was a psychologist specially hired by the hospital. Hong Hao¡¯s department had just been established, and there wasn¡¯t much to do, so he had plenty of time to revolve around Cheng Zheng. Coupled with his mysterious professionalism, Cheng Zheng finally found out Cheng Zheng¡¯s secret after an operation when he was exhausted. Cheng Zheng stopped. ¡°I¡¯m warning you, don¡¯t use your tricks to get close to her.¡± Hong Hao was stunned by this sentence. After thinking for a moment, he understood. ¡°You¡¯re talking about her breakup? I didn¡¯t try to get information out of her. That girl was on the phone yesterday on speaker. Everyone in her ward heard it. If you don¡¯t believe me, go ask her.¡± Cheng Zheng was stunned. He did not expect things to turn out like this. Recalling what he had asked Cheng Song about, Cheng Zheng could only say that Cheng Song¡¯s talent points were all focused on design. Hong Hao was already used to the silent Cheng Zheng, so he didn¡¯t mind and continued, ¡°If you ask me, that girl is also a ruthless person. I admire her for daring to put him on speaker! What are you thinking now? Are you still going to chase her?¡± Chapter 6 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios ¡®Chase her¡¯? What kind of question was this? Cheng Zheng even felt that this was not something he should consider. After all, he had never had the chance to pursue her. Cheng Zheng walked all the way from the inpatient department to the office. Hong Hao followed him. The moment Cheng Zheng opened the cigarette box, Hong Hao understood. ¡°It¡¯s my bad, I asked the wrong question. I should rephrase. Have you thought about how to woo her?¡± As the smoke from the cigarette dissipated, Cheng Zheng called out to Hong Hao. Hong Hao said, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Go and read fortunes or something.¡± ¡°Hehe, I got you again, right?¡± Hong Hao couldn¡¯t hide the smugness on his face and happily accepted the affirmation from his senior. ¡°Let me tell you, you still have to ask me when it comes to wooing girls. Otherwise, with just your own power, the little girl will choose your cousin brother again.¡± Cheng Zheng lowered his hand and squeezed hard, extinguishing the cigarette. Hong Hao quickly took a step back. ¡°I mean, luckily you have your good looks.¡± Cheng Zheng let out a long sigh. He really didn¡¯t want to talk nonsense with this charlatan anymore. In a few minutes, it would be time for the doctor¡¯s routine ward round. He estimated that it would be just right if he went over now. No matter what Hong Hao¡¯s suggestion was, Cheng Zheng could be certain that he did not want to lose Fang Yan again. The intern, Xiao Song, woke up late and quietly sneaked to the back of the ward round. This batch of newcomers had just been admitted to the hospital and were not used to working overtime. Xiao Song rubbed his eyes and yawned. Halfway through, he stopped. Who else could this guy in white traditional Chinese clothes be but Cheng Zheng? ¡°Burp.¡± Xiao Song was so shocked that he burped. He resigned himself to his fate and stood in front to receive the punishment. ¡°Master, didn¡¯t you work night shifts for a few days? Why are you still here?¡± Cheng Zheng glanced at him. ¡°So you¡¯re counting my shifts and slacking off? You want the patients on the entire first floor to wait for you? Why did you even study medicine?¡± Xiao Song felt guilty and touched. He did not expect his master to be so considerate. In order to get him to change his bad habit, he worked overtime tirelessly. The other doctors could not stand it anymore. They softly hit Xiao Song¡¯s round head and pulled him out of his random emotional reaction. With Cheng Zheng around, the entire process was very efficient. Cheng Zheng was familiar with the patient¡¯s condition and was deeply trusted by the patient. Even the difficult patient¡¯s family members would restrain themselves in front of Cheng Zheng¡¯s extreme professionalism. ¡°You¡¯re still the reliable one, Director. You¡¯re much more reliable than those young doctors who only know how to wait for the results. Sometimes, I ask a few more questions and they start rushing me away!¡± The intern doctors lowered their heads one after another, afraid that their names would be called. Cheng Zheng continued indifferently, ¡°The results of the examination are also a necessary means for us to understand the condition. Speaking of which, I¡¯m in charge of this batch of intern doctors. They¡¯re indeed a little rash. It¡¯s all thanks to you supporting our doctors¡¯ work.¡± This way, the person could not say anything else. He only asked Cheng Zheng if he would come for a ward round tomorrow. Cheng Zheng replied politely, ¡°It depends on the hospital¡¯s arrangements.¡± This time, the few intern doctors were touched. Liu Min also smiled and followed by the side. Soon, it was Fang Yan¡¯s turn. Fang Yan sat on the bed and stared at the work pass pinned to Cheng Zheng¡¯s pocket. She asked, ¡°Are you Chief Cheng from the Neurosurgery Department?¡± Cheng Zheng was a little surprised. Fang Yan had a deep impression of him. Did this mean that she was also paying attention to him? No matter what, Cheng Zheng still replied gently, ¡°Yes, I am Cheng Zheng.¡± ¡°Director Cheng, can you please save my grandmother? She¡¯s very sick, but the experts say that the surgery is very difficult. Can you save her?¡± Fang Yan¡¯s tone became even more sincere after getting an affirmative answer. Cheng Zheng looked at his hands that were held tightly by Fang Yan. Her hands were warm and soft as she held onto him tightly, as if she was grabbing onto her last hope. When Cheng Zheng spoke again, his tone was still that of the humble and polite Doctor Cheng. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. If I can help, I¡¯ll do my best. However, we¡¯re going around your ward right now. We should focus on your health first, right?¡± Cheng Zheng asked a lot of questions in detail. After confirming that Fang Yan¡¯s injuries were not serious and her mental state was almost recovered, he prepared to leave. ¡°Ahem!¡± Liu Min couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and tried her best to wink at Qi You. ¡°Huh?¡± Qi You was puzzled. ¡°Ah! Director Cheng! I haven¡¯t thanked you for sending Yanyan to the hospital and even helping us pay for our medical bills.¡± Upon hearing this, Cheng Zheng stopped in his tracks. ¡°You¡¯re welcome. I like Teacher Fang Yan¡¯s work very much and can be considered a small fan of hers. If you need any help in the future, feel free to look for me. I¡¯m happy to help.¡± Chapter 7 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Although Cheng Zheng was talking to Qi You, his gaze was only on Fang Yan. Moreover, Director Cheng was Fang Yan¡¯s fan. This news made the medical staff in the ward treat Fang Yan even better. Fang Yan was a little overwhelmed. ¡°You two used to know each other?¡± Qi You was also very curious. Fang Yan shook her head, but when Cheng Zheng leaned over to examine her just now, the smell was very familiar. It was a pleasant pinewood fragrance, mixed with the unique disinfectant smell of the hospital and a faint smell of tobacco. It made people inexplicably feel at ease and could not help but want to approach him. So he was the one who carried her last night? Qi You teased, ¡°That¡¯s strange. Is our Great Painter Fang so famous in the industry that even the hospital has your fans?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t care. As long as he can save my grandmother, I¡¯ll do anything.¡± Thinking of her grandmother¡¯s illness, Fang Yan¡¯s heart became heavy again. At this moment, Fang Yan was actually glad that her profession as an unknown small-time painter could actually obtain the favor of the Unmovable Deity. This was what Liu Min had told her. When Head Nurse Liu mentioned the nickname she had given Cheng Zheng, she had a smug look on her face. ¡°Do you know about Unmovable Deity? That¡¯s a god. In order to save people, he can eliminate all difficulties at all costs. As long as he¡¯s around, no one will panic.¡± Regarding this nickname, Qi You gave a ¡°true¡± evaluation and received a glare from Head Nurse Liu. Before getting off work, Xiao Song specially went to Fang Yan¡¯s ward to greet her. Qi You handed the fruit over symbolically. ¡°Doctor Song, right?¡± Fang Yan tugged at Qi You¡¯s clothes. ¡°Hello, Dr. Song.¡± ¡°Hello, Sister Fang Yan!¡± Xiao Song looked at Fang Yan with a silly smile. In the morning, he didn¡¯t take a closer look and didn¡¯t know what Fang Yan looked like. Now, he understood. It was no wonder Director Cheng spoke to her so gently, though the director refused to admit it. ¡°He¡¯s indeed stupid,¡± Qi You commented. ¡°Ah?¡± Xiao Song didn¡¯t get angry when he heard that. ¡°Master mentioned me to you?¡± Qi You explained kindly, ¡°It¡¯s not your master. It¡¯s your senior brothers and sisters. They¡¯ve already come to clock in. You¡¯re the last one.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Xiao Song was surprised. He was the youngest in this group of intern doctors and was always tricked by his senior brothers and sisters, but Xiao Song did not mind. ¡°What did they say about me?¡± Qi You smiled. ¡°They said you¡¯re silly.¡± Xiao Song: ¡°¡­¡± Qi You smiled even more happily. She thought that this person was really amazing. How could he be so stupid and manage to not be annoying? Qi You couldn¡¯t help but want to tease him. ¡°Doctor Little Song, if your master is really Yanyan¡¯s fan, why didn¡¯t you arrange a one-person ward for her? I heard that there¡¯s even a television in those rooms. The environment is much better than here.¡± Xiao Song explained, ¡°The double ward is already very good. Our hospital¡¯s ward is famous for being in high demand. Many departments are full all year round. Master already used a lot of favors.¡± ¡°Can¡¯t you arrange for the patient to be discharged in advance?¡± Qi You asked again. Xiao Song shook her head like a rattle drum. ¡°Master wouldn¡¯t do such a thing!¡± ¡°Oh.¡± Seeing that Dr. Song was anxious, Qi You nodded in amusement. Doctor Little Song took a step forward. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, don¡¯t be angry with Master. He¡¯s really concerned about you. Master took up the matter personally for all your checkups. He was already on duty for three consecutive days and didn¡¯t go back today. He even specially transferred Head Nurse Liu to your side, afraid that you wouldn¡¯t be able to find anyone to help you.¡± From Xiao Song¡¯s point of view, if Cheng Zheng said that he was Fang Yan¡¯s fan, it meant that he liked her. This kind of liking was not much different from that kind of liking. Dr. Song¡¯s words were sincere, and Fang Yan felt a little guilty. Director Cheng was so tired because of her, but she only wanted to persuade him to help save her grandmother. ¡°Your master, Director Cheng¡­ Is he very busy tonight? Does he need to be on duty? Is there a surgery?¡± Fang Yan asked. Doctor Xiao Song: ¡°There¡¯s no surgery. He¡¯s waiting for you.¡± Fang Yan didn¡¯t understand. ¡°Waiting for me?¡± Xiao Song nodded. ¡°Yes, I remember now. He said that the results of your checkup yesterday are out. He said you should go get them from him.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°¡­¡± Qi You was so happy that she couldn¡¯t straighten her back. She urged Fang Yan to go quickly. Then, she remembered that Fang Yan was also a patient, so she added, ¡°Don¡¯t be too anxious. Look at Dr. Little Song¡¯s way of talking. It probably isn¡¯t anything serious.¡± Chapter 8 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Doctor Xiao Song enthusiastically led the way for Fang Yan and left when the time was right. It was almost time for the lights to go out in the inpatient department. The doctor on duty had a special lounge. The doctor¡¯s office was quiet, and only Cheng Zheng¡¯s light was on. The office door was open. From Fang Yan¡¯s angle, she could see Cheng Zheng writing on the table. He was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. Logically speaking, this style was fashionable and was the most popular type among young people. It added a scholarly temperament to Cheng Zheng¡¯s face. When Cheng Zheng saw who it was, he nodded slightly and gestured for her to enter. Then, he pulled out a scan and a few medical reports from the top folder. ¡°So many reports, and they¡¯re all mine?¡± For the first time, Fang Yan felt that she might be very sick and not as healthy as she looked. Cheng Zheng laughed at her. ¡°If that¡¯s the case, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯d have to chat with you in the ICU now.¡± Fang Yan blushed slightly. What was wrong with her? She didn¡¯t even remember how many checkups she had done. Cheng Zheng considered his next words and did not notice the flash of shyness in Fang Yan¡¯s eyes. ¡°These are your grandmother¡¯s. I went to the intensive care unit this afternoon, so I took out some time to find out more about her.¡± Fang Yan was surprised. ¡°You went to see Grandma? How is she? Is she alright? Doctor Yao said that Grandma¡¯s condition is very dangerous this time.¡± ¡°Yes, the current situation is not bad, but the condition is indeed a little tricky at times.¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s tone was light as he took out the scan and pointed it at Fang Yan. ¡°This is the CT scan of her brain. Here, look, and here, they are all occupied and wrapped around the place with the densest distribution of nerves. Although the tumor is benign, it¡¯s developing very quickly. This is also the reason why Dr. Yao said it¡¯s dangerous.¡± ¡°If this continues, what will happen?¡± Fang Yan asked. ¡°She¡¯ll only have¡­ less than two months.¡± For the first time, Cheng Zheng hesitated when explaining his condition to the patient. He even felt that he was being a little cruel. These words should not have been said by Cheng Zheng, but Cheng Zheng insisted. ¡°Then, can you still operate?¡± Fang Yan asked carefully. ¡°You can, right? Others might not be able to, but you can, right? You¡¯re the most outstanding surgeon at the operating table!¡± Cheng Zheng fixed his eyes on Fang Yan, then rubbed his forehead tiredly and said helplessly, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect Miss Fang Yan to approve of my abilities so much.¡± Cheng Zheng had indeed intended to take on this task, but he did not know that he would be praised to such heights by Fang Yan. For a moment, he was under a lot of pressure. This ¡®Miss¡¯ made Fang Yan realize how emotional she¡¯d acted. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Um, just call me by my name. We¡¯re about the same age.¡± Cheng Zheng raised his eyebrows. ¡°That makes sense. Fang Yan?¡± ¡°Yeah. So, Director Cheng, you can do it, right?¡± Fang Yan confirmed with Cheng Zheng again. ¡°Sure.¡± Cheng Zheng continued, ¡°But even for me, Fang Yan, the success rate of the surgery will not exceed 50%. If that¡¯s the case, will you still persist?¡± Fang Yan seemed to be able to hear her own slow heartbeat. She repeated in a daze, ¡°50%? 50%¡­ what if it fails?¡± ¡°If it fails, the patient may not be able to get off the operating table.¡± Fang Yan sat quietly. She needed time to digest Cheng Zheng¡¯s words. Was what she was about to face destiny? Was it possible that her grandmother would recover through treatment? Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t want to see Fang Yan run into a dead end, so he changed the topic without a trace. ¡°Grandma is old and her condition is more complicated, but fortunately, she took the medicine in time. The colleague in charge said that her waking time has been gradually increasing these two days. If there¡¯s a suitable time tomorrow, you can go in and talk to her.¡± Fang Yan was pleasantly surprised. ¡°Really? I¡¯m free anytime. When can I go?¡± The last time Fang Yan rushed to the hospital, she didn¡¯t see her grandmother. The intensive care unit had strict visiting hours and strict limitations on the number of people. It was very difficult to get permission without an appointment. Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°Although there¡¯s nothing wrong with your test results, there are still two days of observation. Have a good rest. I¡¯ll be the first to inform you when the time comes.¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s assurance made Fang Yan temporarily relax. Outside the office door, Hong Hao, who was on duty, was leaning against the wall, expressing his admiration for Cheng Zheng. ¡°Tsk tsk, you¡¯re also an amazing person. I¡¯ve never seen anyone fighting to be the bad guy in this day and age. Aren¡¯t you afraid of being single for the rest of your life if you chase after girls like this?¡± Chapter 9 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t have a manual on dating, and he knew nothing about wooing girls. He wasn¡¯t like Hong Hao, who could do it at will. Of course, he wasn¡¯t Cheng Song either. If possible, Cheng Zheng wanted to always stand by Fang Yan¡¯s side. No matter how difficult the problem was. If he wanted to be the main character in the story, he might as well start now. At ten o¡¯clock the next morning, Cheng Zheng came to inform Fang Yan that she could visit. ¡°Director Cheng.¡± Qi You had also heard about this from Fang Yan and was very grateful to Cheng Zheng. Cheng Zheng nodded slightly. ¡°If you want, you can also accompany Fang Yan. However, the number of visitors is limited. You can¡¯t enter the intensive care unit.¡± Qi You said, ¡°It¡¯s okay. I¡¯ll wait for Yanyan outside.¡± In the intensive care unit, the precise and cold equipment was operating non-stop. Most of the patients here were unconscious most of the time. The more serious ones were moaning heavily between their breaths. Fang Yan was very resistant to this oppressive environment and subconsciously took a step towards Cheng Zheng. Jiang Lan¡¯s hospital bed was in the innermost area. Her body was wrapped in tubes of various colors, but she was awake. Her eyes were open as she smiled at Fang Yan. Her eyes were filled with endless love. Fang Yan leaned over and pressed her face against her grandmother¡¯s. ¡°Grandma.¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°I haven¡¯t tried your cooking yet.¡± ¡°Oh? That¡¯s right.¡± The old lady widened her eyes and pretended to be surprised. Then, she started to scold Fang Yan. ¡°That¡¯s what happens when you had to go so far away, and you didn¡¯t bring an old woman like me along. Now you want to eat my food? You¡¯ll have to really ask nicely.¡± ¡°Yes, I beg you to get better quickly. When the time comes, I¡¯ll cook for you. What do you think? I¡¯m an expert in the kitchen now¡­¡± Fang Yan said as she suppressed the tears that were about to flow out. An ear-piercing report suddenly sounded. Doctor Yao immediately felt that something was wrong. ¡°The blood oxygen has decreased! Director Cheng?¡± Cheng Zheng stared at the instrument table. The other indicators were still within the normal range. What was going on? Xiao Song pulled Fang Yan over. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, you have to go out first!¡± Fang Yan cried and begged, ¡°No! I want to stay by Grandma¡¯s side! Let me accompany her! Cheng Zheng? Director Cheng?¡± Cheng Zheng turned around and held her arm. ¡°Be good, Fang Yan! For Grandmother¡¯s sake, go out and wait. Qi You is also outside. She¡¯s very worried about you.¡± Seeing that Fang Yan¡¯s rationality was gradually returning, Cheng Zheng let Xiao Song take Fang Yan away. Qi You accompanied Fang Yan outside the intensive care unit. At noon, Liu Min brought lunch boxes to the two of them, but neither of them was in the mood to eat. The rescue continued until the sun set. The first to come out was Doctor Little Song. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, Grandma is out of danger. Master asked me to come out and tell you first. Don¡¯t worry.¡± Fang Yan stood up. ¡°Does that mean she¡¯s fine? Where¡¯s Director Cheng?¡± ¡°He¡¯s fine for the time being.¡± Xiao Song did not know how to explain this to Fang Yan. She only said that Cheng Zheng would only come out after a while. ¡°Then we¡¯ll wait for him.¡± Qi You knew that he could not convince Fang Yan, so he let Xiao Song leave first. Cheng Zheng was the last to come out. As he expected, Fang Yan did not leave. ¡°How is it?¡± Fang Yan immediately rushed over and asked. Cheng Zheng took off his wet mask and said gently, ¡°It¡¯s fine now. Didn¡¯t you see Xiao Song?¡± Fang Yan first shook her head, thought for a moment, then nodded lightly. ¡°What happened? Is it very serious?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°There was a slight hemorrhage in the skull. It¡¯s been stopped.¡± Fang Yan took a deep breath and exhaled. ¡°Will there be any possibility of bleeding again?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Yes.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°Can we operate now?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°There¡¯s only a 20% chance. I don¡¯t approve.¡± ¡°Cheng Zheng!¡± Fang Yan¡¯s eyes instantly turned red. She tried her best to catch her breath, but she could not stop the tears from falling. ¡°You promised me yesterday that you could do it! You can¡¯t go back on your word!¡± ¡°Yanyan¡­¡± Qi You hugged Fang Yan¡¯s shoulder and looked at Cheng Zheng apologetically. Cheng Zheng shook his head to indicate that it was alright. ¡°Fang Yan, I always keep my word. I don¡¯t approve of the surgery, but if you insist, I will definitely be the chief surgeon on the operating table.¡± ¡°Director Cheng?¡± Qi You was surprised. Someone in Qi You¡¯s family studied medicine. Of course, she knew how dangerous such words were for a doctor. At this critical moment, Qi You suddenly thought of another question: Was Cheng Zheng really just a fan of Fang Yan? Chapter 10 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios After the argument outside the intensive care unit, Fang Yan had been very resistant to talking to Cheng Zheng. The next morning, during the ward round, Fang Yan was also very taciturn. Cheng Zheng was not annoyed and continued to ask politely. The old man on the neighboring bed was already familiar with Cheng Zheng. ¡°Director Cheng, it¡¯s been hard on you. No matter which doctor¡¯s shift it is, you still come to do your rounds in the wards?¡± Cheng Zheng smiled gently as usual. ¡°Yes, if you have any questions, feel free to tell me.¡± ¡°Are you coming again tomorrow?¡± The old man asked. ¡°Yeah.¡± Before leaving, Cheng Zheng looked at Fang Yan again. Fang Yan was curled up in the blanket. Qi You couldn¡¯t get her out no matter how hard she tried. She could only watch Cheng Zheng leave apologetically. Feeling someone sitting on the bed, Fang Yan tightened the blanket. Qi You was eating grapes when she reached out to pat Fang Yan. ¡°He left already!¡± The person under the blanket moved left and right, revealing a messy head. When she heard her cell phone ring, her head shrank back. ¡°Say I¡¯m not here!¡± Qi You pulled the blanket away and mouthed the caller¡¯s name: Cheng Song. Fang Yan repeated in a low voice, ¡°Say I¡¯m not here.¡± On the other end of the line, Cheng Song said, ¡°I¡¯m downstairs at the hospital. I¡¯m flying to England tomorrow. Yanyan, meet me.¡± Fang Yan glared at Qi You angrily. You traitor! Qi You waved her hand awkwardly. ¡°I really didn¡¯t say anything. I don¡¯t know where he found out that you were here and came over himself. Yanyan, if you don¡¯t want to go, don¡¯t. I¡¯ll help you send him away.¡± Forget it, Fang Yan thought. She couldn¡¯t hide forever. This time, Cheng Song was called back by his family. His father was old and his health had never been good. He did not have time to continue playing. Fang Yan actually supported Cheng Song¡¯s decision. ¡°That¡¯s good too. I¡¯ve long known that you have talent in design. Don¡¯t bury it.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll be back in four years at most,¡± Cheng Song promised. Looking at his expression, Fang Yan believed in his sincerity this time, but she still shook her head. ¡°Cheng Song, we¡¯ve already broken up. There¡¯s no need to tell me about your future plans.¡± For some reason, Cheng Song¡¯s heart felt empty when he heard these words. Fang Yan was not his first girlfriend. Most of the girls were enthusiastic and lively. They knew how to enjoy life and knew how to compromise at the right time. They also knew how to make him happy. They were completely different from Fang Yan. But at this moment, Cheng Song suddenly wanted to be willful again and stay in Sea City. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Yanyan. I didn¡¯t know that you were injured too. I misunderstood you¡­ I¡¯m going back to England on my own accord this time. Ah Yan¡­ Jiang Yan has already left Sea City. If she needs help in the future, she will ask my cousin for help. Actually, apart from her, I don¡¯t have many female friends. Can you not be angry?¡± Fang Yan still shook her head. ¡°I¡¯m not angry. I just feel that maybe we¡¯re really not compatible. Maybe you don¡¯t like me as much as you think. Of course, maybe that applies to me too. Let¡¯s just be friends.¡± Cheng Song seemed unable to refute or refuse. Before Cheng Song left, Fang Yan gently hugged him. ¡°Have a safe trip,¡± Fang Yan said. Being friends wasn¡¯t bad. After all, there was still a connection. Cheng Song comforted himself like this. The first call he made after bidding farewell was to Cheng Zheng. Cheng Zheng had just witnessed a warm farewell in front of the glass window in the corridor. He did not want to talk to the male lead in the story, but the male lead was persistent. He persevered in wanting to share the journey of his love. Cheng Zheng regretted answering the call even more. ¡°Have you really thought it through? You¡¯re really returning to England yourself?¡± Cheng Zheng pulled out the pen he carried with him and twirled it between his fingers. ¡°Have you completely given up?¡± ¡°Brother, do you think Yanyan will fall in love with me again when I come back from England?¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s opinion was that there was no way. ¡°Four years is not a short time. During this time, she might meet the right guy and fall in love. She might even get married and have children.¡± Cheng Zheng broke the other party¡¯s fantasy, but Cheng Song became more and more ridiculous. ¡°Brother, why don¡¯t you help me keep an eye on Yanyan? That way, I can feel more at ease.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°You¡¯re dreaming.¡± ¡°Then I can only hope that I¡¯m not so unlucky. Four years. Perhaps I¡¯ll be the one to fall in love with someone else first.¡± In other words, Cheng Song knew that Cheng Zheng would not really agree. However, Cheng Song had always had a lack of attention and focus for things since he was young. He would not be troubled for long no matter how big a problem was because he had yet to encounter something he couldn¡¯t acquire in his life. Chapter 11 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios After settling her messy relationship, Fang Yan went to see her grandmother. Today, her grandmother¡¯s breathing was much steadier, but she was unconscious. After experiencing the twists and turns of the past two days, the doctors and nurses in the inpatient department and the intensive care unit all knew Fang Yan. It was very convenient for her to visit. ¡°Hey, what¡¯s wrong with you two?¡± Qi You asked as they came out of the ICU. Fang Yan: ¡°We just broke up.¡± ¡°I¡¯m talking about you and Cheng Zheng.¡± Qi You pulled Fang Yan aside to avoid the crowd. ¡°I saw that you were sad yesterday, so I held back from asking. Did you really not know Director Cheng before?¡± Fang Yan shook her head. Qi You clearly didn¡¯t believe her. ¡°Then it¡¯s completely unlike you to talk to him in that tone.¡± ¡°What kind of tone?¡± Fang Yan asked. Qi You tilted her head and thought, ¡°It¡¯s hard to say. It¡¯s like you¡¯re throwing a tantrum with someone very close to you. You¡¯re like this with me occasionally, but you won¡¯t do it with Cheng Song. Anyway, you¡¯re quite rational most of the time. You¡¯re also polite to others, but there¡¯s more familiarity when you¡¯re polite to him. Aiya! Do you know what I mean? It¡¯s not that it¡¯s bad, but¡­ you¡¯re always afraid of causing trouble for others. Do you really believe that Cheng Zheng will say yes?¡± Fang Yan held Qi You¡¯s arm in silence. When she heard Cheng Zheng say that he did not recommend surgery, Fang Yan¡¯s world was about to collapse. Other than feeling sad for her grandmother, she also felt like she had been let down. ¡°Do you think Director Cheng is cold-blooded?¡± Qi You added on behalf of Fang Yan. He had easily cut off the patient¡¯s life. He was not the Immovable Deity, but the King of Hell. For once, Qi You did not speak up for Fang Yan. ¡°Explaining the truth to the patient¡¯s family is their responsibility as doctors. As for you, I think you¡¯re relying too much on Director Cheng because you¡¯re their idol. Are you¡­¡± ¡°Okay! I admit my mistake. Don¡¯t just randomly spread rumors here.¡± Fang Yan interrupted Qi You¡¯s nonsense and threatened her half-truthfully. Everyone in the hospital took extremely good care of Fang Yan. Of course, she knew who she was indebted to. Even so, Cheng Zheng did not show any intention of coercing her. It was indeed beyond reproach. Fang Yan wanted to apologize to him. Knock knock. The office door was closed. No one was there. Doctor Xiao Song came out of the room opposite with a stack of documents and happened to see Fang Yan. ¡°Hey, Sister Fang Yan! Are you looking for Master? He just walked upstairs. I think the dean is looking for him.¡± ¡®Oh, really? I¡¯ll wait for him here, then.¡¯ ¡°Don¡¯t!¡± Doctor Little Song went around to Fang Yan¡¯s side. ¡°Wouldn¡¯t it be a waste of time if you missed him? Master said that you can¡¯t waste time! I¡¯ll bring you upstairs. Wait upstairs.¡± Fang Yan felt that something was amiss. Doctor Little Song thought that she had something urgent to attend to and comforted her, ¡°Sister Fang Yan, don¡¯t be anxious. Master was personally promoted by Director Yang. Usually, at this time, he¡¯s just casually chatting. He¡¯ll be out soon.¡± Fang Yan agreed. However, she was even more nervous. Walking with Xiao Song, she felt like she was being treated as one of their own. Fang Yan controlled herself and didn¡¯t think about it. The head director¡¯s office was much more spacious than Cheng Zheng¡¯s office. Cheng Zheng sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea. He poured another cup and handed it to the director. Director Yang subconsciously took it. When he realized something, his hand stopped and the cup fell heavily on the table, spilling tea everywhere. ¡°You¡¯re shameless! You¡¯re here to steal my tea again!¡± Cheng Zheng took half a step back in advance to avoid being splashed. He patiently consoled, ¡°Sir, your reputation is widespread. So many people want to sell tea to you. There will still be Xinyang Maojian tea.¡± Director Yang glared at Cheng Zheng as he yelled. ¡°That¡¯s not what I want to talk to you about!¡± Cheng Zheng straightened his back and replied seriously, ¡°Other than Jiang Lan, we can talk about anything else. What do you want to talk about?¡± The director sighed. ¡°Alright, then let¡¯s talk about the female artist you took in. The other departments are spreading rumors about you. Don¡¯t you know?¡± Cheng Zheng frowned. ¡°Did it affect the patient?¡± The director picked up the paper ball beside him and threw it out. ¡°They¡¯re defaming you! Do you think that you can rest easy just because you have the best skills in the hospital? You have to pay attention to your personal reputation!¡± Cheng Zheng lowered his head and reflected. ¡°Yes, I¡¯ll deal with it when I get back.¡± This time, the director didn¡¯t have any paper balls to throw. He stood up with the help of the table and walked back and forth a few steps. He expected better from Cheng Zheng. ¡°How are you going to deal with it? Huh? Go find the other department heads and tell them not to spread rumors?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not a rumor. I¡¯m chasing her.¡± Cheng Zheng looked up at the director and said calmly. Pious and determined. The director was actually a little hesitant, wondering if he should say something to give his blessings. For a moment, the director and Fang Yan outside the door were stunned. Chapter 12 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Director Yang and Dr. Cheng Zheng¡¯s teacher were old friends and he had heard some things about the Cheng family. At first, he was unwilling to recruit Cheng Zheng into the hospital. He wanted to find a young man worth nurturing. How could these descendants of aristocratic families who had been immersed in fame and fortune sink their hearts into academic research? Director Yang had seen many of them relying on their backgrounds to survive in the department. He¡¯d seen many of these types. Unexpectedly, Cheng Zheng was so rebellious that it was difficult for his colleagues to even ask him out for a meal, let alone for anyone to flatter him. He would not care about public opinion at all. However, he was still popular, and Director Yang couldn¡¯t say anything, but this time was different. ¡°You¡¯ve never suffered from gossip! Let me tell you, you can¡¯t do Jiang Lan¡¯s surgery!¡± Director Yang put his hands on his hips and shouted. Seeing that Cheng Zheng wanted to refute, he quickly waved his hand. ¡°Don¡¯t ask me why. The success rate is less than 20%! The patient is already so old. If you ask me, you shouldn¡¯t agree to her performing this surgery.¡± Cheng Zheng stood up and took out a thick stack of documents from his bag. ¡°This is a portion of the same type of cases overseas. I¡¯ve already asked Xiao Song to sort out a few more. I¡¯ve studied them. The latest technology will reduce the risk of surgery by half. I¡¯m nearly 50% confident that if we choose conservative treatment, Jiang Lan¡¯s life will be in danger at any time.¡± ¡°I heard that you¡¯re working the night shift this week. You still have time to read the documents?¡± Director Yang flipped through them carefully and found a loophole. ¡°The patient¡¯s blood type is special.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°The head nurse has already contacted the blood center.¡± ¡°This plan also has high operating requirements for an anesthesiologist.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Director Hao has agreed.¡± ¡°You even managed to deal with Department Director Hao from the Department of Anesthesiology? Have you made up your mind?¡± Director Yang really loved and hated this student whom he had raised single-handedly. The head director closed his eyes. ¡°I¡¯ll do it! I¡¯ll be the chief surgeon, alright?¡± This was the first time this new technology had been applied to surgery in Sea City. Other than Cheng Zheng, only Director Yang, who had worked in the United States before, had the ability to do it. Cheng Zheng remained silent, and Director Yang¡¯s face turned red. ¡°Little brat! I¡¯ve been standing at the operating table for more than 20 years!¡± Cheng Zheng looked troubled. ¡°Director, this round will take at least twelve hours. If you go, the success rate might not even be 50%.¡± Was he looking down on him for being old? Cheng Zheng was kicked out of the director¡¯s office, but he was satisfied. Cheng Zheng wanted to go straight to Fang Yan¡¯s ward, but he suddenly stopped halfway. The little girl had her hair in a bun and was squatting in a corner not far away. She was holding a large box of chocolates that she had bought to apologize with. ¡°How long have you been here?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. Fang Yan: ¡°When you said you wanted to chase me.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°¡­¡± Cheng Zheng put down the things in his hand and leaned over to look at Fang Yan. ¡°It was a strategic tactic for my sake.¡± Fang Yan looked up and coincidentally met Cheng Zheng¡¯s gaze. The lines of Cheng Zheng¡¯s eyes were very beautiful. They were neat and single eyelids, and his gaze was gentle and clean. ¡°What¡¯s in it for you that you¡¯d make others misunderstand that you like me?¡± Fang Yan asked. Cheng Zheng explained, ¡°Recently, I¡¯ve been getting a headache from the matchmaking calls. I actually have a lot of trouble with a face like mine. Can¡¯t you help me out, Miss Artist?¡± Fang Yan was amused. ¡°Alright, I wanted to apologize to you. Yesterday, I was too concerned and lost my temper. Now, we¡¯re even?¡± Cheng Zheng pulled her up and naturally stuffed the box of chocolates into his pocket. Fang Yan reached out to stop him. She failed. ¡°Are you bad at math, Miss Artist? According to your calculation, no matter how I look at it, it¡¯s a loss.¡± Cheng Zheng punched his shoulder with one hand. ¡°Man, I don¡¯t know how many nights I¡¯ve stayed up recently.¡± He was right. Fang Yan was in the wrong. ¡°Then what do you think we should do?¡± Cheng Zheng took a step closer. ¡°I heard that you¡¯re preparing for an art exhibition at the university. The topic is human sketching? Have you chosen a model?¡± The art exhibition was considered a friendly competition between various famous international art academies. Every year, many famous painters participated in the competition. In addition to professional reviews, thousands of art enthusiasts were invited to publicly vote. The award was very valuable. Fang Yan attached great importance to this match. But how did Cheng Zheng know? ¡°The official Wechat account has announced the proposition and the list of participants. For such an important competition, you¡¯re not going to randomly find a sculpture to use as reference, are you?¡± Cheng Zheng seemed to be able to see through people¡¯s hearts at a glance. Fang Yan planned to find a professional model, but she had no good candidates. As for Cheng Zheng¡¯s hypothesis, Fang Yan thought that she could really do it. When Fang Yan thought about something, she would lower her eyes and look in one direction. Only her eyelashes would flutter. Cheng Zheng smiled and invited her. ¡°Why don¡¯t you choose me?¡± Chapter 13 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios ¡°So the repayment you want is a fully nude portrait of yourself? Even if it¡¯s the kind that might be exhibited all over the world?¡± Fang Yan was shocked by the conclusion she came to. Cheng Zheng was the head of the medical Department. Would he be interested in such a refreshing and refined way of becoming famous? Cheng Zheng suggested seriously, ¡°Maybe you should talk louder. That way, everyone will know about this in advance.¡± Fang Yan looked at the people in front and shook her head. It didn¡¯t seem like they had heard. However, Cheng Zheng¡¯s request seemed to have solved another problem for Fang Yan. After all, Director Cheng¡¯s figure looked very well-endowed. From Fang Yan¡¯s professional point of view, he should be the type who would look thin when dressed and definitely have abs when undressed. Jiang Lan¡¯s surgery was tentatively scheduled for a week later. Other than stabilizing Jiang Lan¡¯s condition as much as possible, Cheng Zheng also had to consider the working hours of himself and the other doctors, as this was an urgent surgery. He could squeeze his rest time to the limit, and he could owe his colleagues favors, but he could not interfere with the surgery arrangements of the other patients. When Cheng Zheng found Fang Yan, she was in a daze on the flower bed on the small balcony on the third floor. ¡°It¡¯s the monthly season. Head Nurse Liu planted it. If you had come a month earlier, it would have been the flowering season.¡± Fang Yan looked at the person who came and said loudly, ¡°I know. I can draw all kinds of Chinese roses with my eyes closed!¡± It was her mother¡¯s favorite flower. When Jiang Lan asked Fang Yan about Cheng Song, Fang Yan only gave ambiguous responses. Jiang Lan had always lived in China and had never seen Cheng Song. Fang Yan had mentioned him a few times, and Jiang Lan was very satisfied with his ability and family background. Although Jiang Lan didn¡¯t say anything, Fang Yan knew that her grandmother really wanted to see her get married. Fang Yan¡¯s heart was in a mess, but when Cheng Zheng interrupted her, her thoughts magically broadened. ¡°It seems that you have a special fondness for the monthly season.¡± Cheng Zheng waved his hand, and a can of milk tea was set steadily in Fang Yan¡¯s arms. Fang Yan shook her head with a smile. ¡°It¡¯s not me. It¡¯s my mother. She loved Chinese roses the most when she was alive.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Cheng Zheng apologized sincerely for accidentally bringing up this topic. ¡°It¡¯s okay. I¡¯m not a little girl who likes to cry. I just miss her a little.¡± Fang Yan took a sip of milk tea and bent down to smell the vigorous leaves. Fang Yan told Cheng Zheng that the last time they met, her mother was holding a large bouquet of Chinese roses. However, there was an explosion at the resort. The fire spread extremely quickly, as if everything had fallen into hell. Fang Yan and her mother were separated. Fang Yan met a little boy who was also separated from his family and pulled him away. Later, the tourist who was rescued along with her told Fang Yan that her mother was the first to run out, but she was the last to be rescued. She couldn¡¯t find her daughter outside no matter what, so she rushed into the fire without looking back and encountered a second explosion. This story made Cheng Zheng¡¯s heart tremble. ¡°Do you regret it?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. ¡°Regret saving him?¡± Fang Yan seemed to have heard a funny question. ¡°You don¡¯t even know. That boy fell to the ground, and the fire burned through the soles of his shoes and almost burned his pants. He didn¡¯t even know how to run. If it weren¡¯t for me, he would definitely have died!¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°But if you had come out earlier, you might have encountered your Mom earlier. She wouldn¡¯t have died.¡± Fang Yan thought about it. It had never occurred to her before. The clouds in the distance were dyed red, like flames that filled the sky. The leaves of the Chinese rose swayed and touched her soft fingertips, but Fang Yan did not feel it at all. Just as Cheng Zheng began to regret his question, Fang Yan suddenly felt relieved. ¡°Mom wouldn¡¯t blame me. If she was alive, she would definitely save the boy with me.¡± Cheng Zheng did not expect this answer. All these years, he had repeatedly asked himself such a narrow-minded question. It was rare for Fang Yan to see the sharp-tongued Director Cheng in a daze. She teased, ¡°Director Cheng, are you free now? You came to chat with me.¡± Cheng Zheng came back to his senses and looked at her with a smile. ¡°I¡¯ll go back now. It seems like I can¡¯t slack off at all. Someone is constantly supervising me. However, I might have to spend all my time in a pile of documents for the next few days. If you have any problems, you can look for Xiao Song and Head Nurse Liu or call me.¡± Cheng Zheng asked for Fang Yan¡¯s phone and put his number in. Fang Yan knew that he was busy with her grandmother¡¯s matters. After a few hesitations, she asked, ¡°Is it really only 50%?¡± Cheng Zheng could not spout nonsense when it came to this illness. He could only promise, ¡°I¡¯ll definitely do my best.¡± That night, Fang Yan had a cute and scary dream. Chapter 14 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios In her dream, the little boy she had saved came to thank her with a gift. Fang Yan excitedly opened the box and a naked little sketch character jumped out. He held Cheng Zheng¡¯s white coat and happily showed her his muscles. Fang Yan shouted, scaring Qi You, who was accompanying her at the bed. Fang Yan closed her eyes and waved at Qi You. ¡°No, no, how could there be no clothes¡­¡± In the few days that Cheng Zheng was busy to the point of vanishing, Fang Yan was free. Other than eating, drinking, and sleeping, the most important thing was to see her grandmother. When it was not convenient to visit, she would sit outside the ICU for half a day. Qi You owned her own management company. There were always a few troublesome celebrities among the group of celebrities, and Qi You had a lot of miscellaneous matters to take care of. After accompanying Fang Yan for two days, she went back cursing. Only Head Nurse Liu, who was entrusted by a certain someone, would appear in front of Fang Yan whenever she was free. ¡°Here, I bought jelly for my son this afternoon. I¡¯ll bring you some too,¡± Head Nurse Liu said to Fang Yan with a big bag of snacks. Fang Yan smiled bitterly. ¡°Head Nurse, your bag of things could bury me alive! I haven¡¯t even finished the canned fruits and lollipops you gave me last time. Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯re thinking of making me little Nuo Nuo¡¯s older sister?¡± Liu Min got married late. Her son, Nuo Nuo, had just started elementary school. Whenever she had the chance, she would pester Liu Min to buy food. The little guy was lively and sweet-tongued. After seeing Fang Yan twice, he had become a little familiar with her. ¡°Look at what you¡¯re saying! It¡¯s not like they¡¯ll rot or anything!¡± Liu Min didn¡¯t care about these perfunctory rejections. She put down her things and was about to leave, but she thought of something halfway and turned back. She asked tentatively, ¡°Little Fang, haven¡¯t you heard anything annoying recently?¡± Cheng Zheng was the face of the department. Just as he had said himself, the reputation was tied as well. Other than the illnesses, most of the family members¡¯ topics were about Cheng Zheng. Those who were close to Cheng Zheng would inevitably be dragged out to talk about it. Right now, this person was Fang Yan. The gossip power of the masses was unimaginable. In just a few days, Fang Yan¡¯s educational qualifications and works had been dug up. There were even several versions of Fang Yan and Cheng Song¡¯s breakup. However, Cheng Zheng¡¯s advance ¡°reporting¡± made Fang Yan mentally prepared. She winked at Liu Min and took the initiative to provoke her. ¡°What? Are they saying that I¡¯m prettier than you?¡± Liu Min hit her softly. Everyone thought that Fang Yan¡¯s mentality had been adjusted well. On the day before Jiang Lan¡¯s surgery, Cheng Zheng was on a routine ward checkup when he couldn¡¯t wake Fang Yan up. Cheng Zheng bent over to take a look. The person on the bed was like a small ball. Her face was red and she was sleeping uneasily. A few strands of sweat-drenched hair were stuck to her forehead as she panted rapidly. Cheng Zheng tried to pull the blanket out of her hand, but Fang Yan tightened her grip. ¡°Fang Yan, Fang Yan?¡± Cheng Zheng lowered his voice and called her softly. Feeling someone holding her hand, Fang Yan finally opened her eyes and looked at the person in confusion. The grief in her eyes had yet to dissipate. ¡°Director Cheng?¡± ¡°Yes, it¡¯s me,¡± Cheng Zheng replied in a low voice. Fang Yan grabbed Cheng Zheng¡¯s sleeve. ¡°Where¡¯s my grandmother?¡± ¡°Grandma is fine. She¡¯s fine.¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s voice was calm and comforting. ¡°Cheng Zheng, you must save her.¡± Fang Yan¡¯s eyes turned red, and her cheeks were wet. She looked at Cheng Zheng helplessly and cried quietly. Her shoulders were half-buried in the blanket, and she kept trembling as she cried. Cheng Zheng panicked from her crying. Outside the operating theater, Cheng Zheng had faced all kinds of people. He never took it to heart, nor would he make a promise that went against medical judgment. But now, he felt that as long as he could make Fang Yan feel at ease, nothing else mattered. ¡°I¡¯ll be the chief surgeon tomorrow. Grandma will definitely come out safely. I promise,¡± Cheng Zheng repeated. ¡°I promise you, believe me.¡± Doctor Xiao Song sighed in his heart. He knew that with Cheng Zheng¡¯s personality, he would definitely gather the people in charge of Jiang Lan¡¯s surgery for a long meeting before he got off work. ¡°Did you see that? If you have connections, you can get the director to give you a guarantee and even personally go to the operating table. I don¡¯t have any connections, so I can only pray for Bodhisattva¡¯s blessings!¡± A patient in the next room poked his head in to take a look, and the words spilled out of his mouth. When Liu Min heard this and saw that there were family members who were watching the commotion behind her, she was furious. She turned around and replied, ¡°What are you talking about?! Doctor Yao is a medical professor. He didn¡¯t eat or drink for more than seven hours just to operate on you. Did he do something bad to you?¡± That person snorted and did not say anything else. Chapter 15 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Where there were people, there would be rumors. Cheng Zheng suspected that these words had more or less reached Jiang Lan¡¯s ears. Before the anesthesia, Jiang Lan called out to Liu Min, who was pushing the bed. She looked at Cheng Zheng and asked, ¡°Are you the doctor who will be operating on me?¡± Cheng Zheng thought that the old lady was worried about her surgery and comforted her. ¡°It¡¯s me. Don¡¯t worry, later¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯m not worried.¡± Jiang Lan interrupted Cheng Zheng softly and looked at him with a smile in her eyes. ¡°Young man, you¡¯re so handsome. Do you have a girlfriend?¡± Seeing Cheng Zheng shake his head, Jiang Lan called him to her side and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, ¡°I know that you¡¯ve taken a fancy to my Yanyan. Hmph, that girl¡¯s temper is a little stubborn, but you can give it your best.¡± After more than ten hours of intense surgery, Cheng Zheng sat outside the operation room. His tense nerves suddenly relaxed as he recalled Jiang Lan¡¯s words. No wonder Fang Yan¡¯s memory of her mother was so gentle and beautiful. She was from the same family as Jiang Lan. ¡°Hey, Director Cheng! Why are you resting here?¡± Liu Min leaned against the wall. It was obvious that she had already gotten someone to search for him. Cheng Zheng thought that Jiang Lan¡¯s condition had relapsed, so he quickly stood up and ran over. Liu Min and Cheng Zheng had worked together for many years and she knew that he had misunderstood. She waved her hand and said, ¡°It¡¯s not Jiang Lan, it¡¯s Fang Yan. She¡¯s been waiting for you outside. If you don¡¯t go out now, she¡¯ll fall asleep outside!¡± Cheng Zheng was also a little surprised. In the corridor, Fang Yan was holding an old sheepskin bag and staring blankly into the corner. Cheng Zheng¡¯s voice was hoarse from extreme exhaustion. ¡°I thought you would be in your grandmother¡¯s ward at this time, making a portrait.¡± Cheng Zheng had always given people the impression that he was calm and self-possessed. When such teasing words came out of his mouth, there was a hint of grievance and a faint indulgence. Fang Yan looked up and explained with a smile, ¡°I talked to the medical staff.¡± Perhaps she was worried that her showing up was a little abrupt, Fang Yan added, ¡°Doctor Xiao Song said that the surgery was very successful, so I wanted to thank you. Previously, I only wanted to beg you to save her, but I didn¡¯t think about the pressure you were under. I heard the anesthesiologists discussing the dangers of the illness before I realized how difficult the surgery was. I¡­¡± Cheng Zheng raised an eyebrow. ¡°Trying to bribe me?¡± ¡°No!¡± Fang Yan hurriedly denied. ¡°Fine, that¡¯s right, that¡¯s right. Why don¡¯t I treat you to supper?¡± Cheng Zheng sighed regretfully. ¡°That won¡¯t do.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t want to?¡± Fang Yan asked. Cheng Zheng swiped his cell phone and raised it in front of Fang Yan. ¡°Teacher Fang Yan, it¡¯s 4:30 in the morning. My outpatient consultation is in two hours. Don¡¯t tell me you want me to accompany you for these two hours?¡± Fang Yan was stumped. She sniffled awkwardly. She was indeed lacking in consideration. Cheng Zheng smiled and wanted to reach out to rub her dejected head, but he held back. ¡°We can¡¯t go out to eat. Why don¡¯t you chat with me for a while? I won¡¯t be able to sleep for a while.¡± Cheng Zheng said. ¡°Then food delivery! What do you want to eat? Noodles? I know a restaurant¡­¡± Fang Yan became interested and kept talking beside Cheng Zheng. This was the first time Cheng Zheng had seen Fang Yan like this. At the darkest moment of the day, she revealed her brightest expression. Cheng Zheng thought that performing surgery on Jiang Lan was the best decision he had ever made. The moonlight shone on the two of them, and the food steamed. Cheng Zheng simply took off his glasses and put them aside. ¡°I heard that you just broke up with your boyfriend a few days ago? Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s a pity?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. Fang Yan pulled up her hair that was about to fall into the soup and replied, ¡°I¡¯m already so famous in your hospital? The gossip has already reached you.¡± ¡°Sorry.¡± Cheng Zheng chuckled softly. If not for Cheng Zheng¡¯s excessive attention, Fang Yan might just be an ordinary patient. ¡°I¡¯m not blaming you. Who can control someone else¡¯s mouth?¡± Fang Yan explained. ¡°Actually, I ended my studies in France early and came back to get married,¡± Fang Yan answered. Cheng Zheng¡¯s chopsticks paused. Fang Yan continued, ¡°But as you can see, my ex-boyfriend is not a good marriage partner.¡± ¡°Did he treat you badly?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. Fang Yan shook her head. ¡°He treats me very well. He does almost everything a boyfriend can do. He remembers all kinds of anniversaries and often creates surprises. We visit castles together and take photos at Lavender Manor. He arranges everything when we travel.¡± Fang Yan snapped out of her beautiful memories and changed the topic. ¡°But he treats other girls like this too.¡± Chapter 16 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios When Cheng Zheng heard this, he almost couldn¡¯t help but clap and laugh. His silly brother! In short, Fang Yan¡¯s summary of her relationship with Cheng Song was that they were very unsuitable. As he drank the soup, Cheng Zheng¡¯s mind turned eighteen times. He pretended to say casually, ¡°You just said marriage. What kind of person is suitable for marriage in your heart?¡± ¡°He¡¯d have to be someone my grandma likes,¡± Fang Yan blurted out, giving Cheng Zheng an unexpected answer. ¡°What about you? As long as Grandma is satisfied, you have no objections?¡± Fang Yan tilted her head and looked at Cheng Zheng. Even when he was relaxed, Cheng Zheng still sat upright like a devout listener. Fang Yan suddenly wanted to say what she was thinking. ¡°Actually, it doesn¡¯t matter to me whether I get married or not. When I was young, I always wondered why girls had to get married. Is living alone a very embarrassing thing? When I¡¯m doing what I love, and living with passion, do I still have to face the sympathy or criticism of others just because I don¡¯t have a perfect marriage?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Then¡­¡± ¡°But Grandmother will be worried.¡± Fang Yan knew what he wanted to ask. ¡°Grandmother is old. She will be worried that I have no one to accompany me and that I need to be taken care of. In her opinion, marriage is a beautiful life experience. She hopes that I can have it too. If not, she will feel sorry for me.¡± Cheng Zheng was silent. He believed that Jiang Lan would not say this to Fang Yan, but Fang Yan knew. She was sharp. This kind of Fang Yan made Cheng Zheng¡¯s heart ache. He tried to comfort her. ¡°Have you talked to Grandma about this? Perhaps she will understand you.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want her to understand me.¡± Fang Yan looked at Cheng Zheng with tears in her eyes. ¡°I just want her to be happy.¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s heart skipped a beat. Jiang Lan was old and her illness had been lingering for a long time, and the craniotomy was even more damaging to her vitality. The damage to her body was irreversible. Even the best doctor could not do anything about it. Fang Yan knew. ¡°I was too full of myself, but,¡± Cheng Zheng continued, ¡°I¡¯ve never lost when it came to leaving a good impression on elders. Your grandmother should have a pretty good impression of me. Besides, didn¡¯t I ask you for help previously? Why don¡¯t you help me to the end, you¡­¡± ¡°Director Cheng!¡± Fang Yan did not let Cheng Zheng continue. She thought she saw the sketched figure with the abs again, waving at her, telling her to choose him. Fang Yan was grateful to Cheng Zheng. From the bottom of her heart, she felt that it was not a big deal to help someone by pretending to be his girlfriend. She was not someone who cared too much about other people¡¯s evaluations. But she didn¡¯t want to continue using this cover now. ¡°I have my reasons for not looking forward to marriage. You¡¯re different. Maybe you can meet your life mate in the hospital? I don¡¯t want to ruin someone¡¯s marriage. You shouldn¡¯t avoid meeting anyone new anymore.¡± Fang Yan stood up and wanted to leave, but she felt that her tone was too harsh and the topic ended a little abruptly. She turned around and coughed a few times, advising Cheng Zheng not to take it to heart. Looking at Fang Yan¡¯s fleeing figure, Cheng Zheng smiled bitterly and sighed. If Fang Yan was determined to ignore him, it would indeed be considered as destroying someone¡¯s marriage. After the outpatient consultation ended, Cheng Zheng took shifts and finally had time to sleep peacefully. Fang Yan stayed by her grandmother¡¯s side and received a call from Qi You, who had taken time out of her busy schedule. ¡°He really said that?¡± Qi You sat on the soft leather chair in the office and was a little excited. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me the two of you are really together? Yanyan, why am I not by your side every time you¡¯re kidnapped?¡± ¡°No!¡± Fang Yan glanced at her grandmother, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and lowered her voice. ¡°No, I¡¯ve disappointed you, President Qi. There¡¯s no drama here for you!¡± Qi You snorted softly. ¡°I think Director Cheng is quite good. He¡¯s handsome and treats you well. If you really don¡¯t like him, just say it. Don¡¯t leave him hanging.¡± Did she like Cheng Zheng? Fang Yan was thinking about Qi You¡¯s words. Frankly speaking, Cheng Zheng¡¯s kindness made Fang Yan a little helpless. She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it and would easily let him down. This was a feeling she had never had when facing Cheng Song. On the other end of the phone, Qi You had already talked a lot, but Fang Yan was still thinking about the little muscle character from her dream. Qi You was speechless. On second thought, he said, ¡°But Yanyan, it¡¯s fine if you think on it a bit more. When it comes to choosing a man, you have to choose the one you like the most. It¡¯s best if you love him to the core. The kind that you can risk your life for.¡± Chapter 17 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Risking one¡¯s life? Fang Yan was shocked by her words. ¡°Youyou, I saw the news online. That person called Ren Yuan.¡± When Qi You heard the name, she immediately perked up and exposed it to Fang Yan. ¡°What Ren Yuan? His surname is Hu. He just wants to be more westernized and specially changed his name last year. I personally went to Thailand to look for a master to calculate what he should do about it. Did it work? Did he become popular all of a sudden?¡± ¡°In that case, those posts are all exaggerated?¡± Fang Yan heaved a sigh of relief and asked, ¡°Then the scandal between you and him is fake?¡± After two days of experience, Fang Yan¡¯s acceptance of such scandals had increased by several levels. She was more willing to believe that this was also a publicity stunt led by Qi You. However, Qi You told Fang Yan that it was true. ¡°Yanyan, I love him. I¡¯m in love with him! He¡¯s not what the outside world says. He¡¯s very good! Really! After your grandma recovers, I¡¯ll bring him to see you!¡± Listening to Qi You¡¯s crazy confession, Fang Yan stopped the warning she was about to give about the guy. Ren Yuan had debuted for more than two years and had always taken the extreme route. His educational qualifications were fake, he beat people up, and he tricked girls into getting drunk late at night¡­ However, he had a sunny face. As long as there was no substantial evidence, it was impossible to associate him with a bad hooligan. However, Fang Yan had a vague feeling that those revelations were true. A warm and dry touch came from Fang Yan¡¯s fingertips, and she was overjoyed. ¡°Grandma! You¡¯re awake?¡± Jiang Lan: ¡°What kind of thing can make my Xiao Yan risk her life?¡± Fang Yan hesitated. ¡°Who knows? That crazy woman, Qi You, is spouting nonsense.¡± Jiang Lan didn¡¯t ask further. She just stroked Fang Yan¡¯s hand and said, ¡°Xiao Yan, remember this. No one needs you to risk your life to like them. Your life is the most important, understand?¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Fang Yan agreed. ¡°By the way, Grandma, the doctor said that since you¡¯re awake, it means that you can resume your diet. What do you want to eat? Soy milk or egg custard?¡± ¡°Anything is fine.¡± Jiang Lan said, ¡°Director Cheng said it, right? I heard a few sentences, but I was in a daze and couldn¡¯t hear clearly.¡± Fang Yan found it strange, but she nodded in agreement. She had not seen Cheng Zheng since she finished the noodles. It was said that the hospital had considered that Cheng Zheng was too tired and had transferred him away for two days. Could it be that he was on duty again after the outpatient consultation? For the next three days, Cheng Zheng still did not appear. Fang Yan learned how to take care of Jiang Lan¡¯s food and daily life, so she didn¡¯t have time to let her imagination run wild. However, she wasn¡¯t tired either. The new nurse, Aunt Shen, had helped a lot. Now that she thought about it, she was recommended by Liu Min as well. Early in the morning, Fang Yan went downstairs to buy breakfast as usual. Coincidentally, Liu Min came over with a small cart. Fang Yan quickened her pace and wanted to ask Liu Min what she wanted to eat. Liu Min: ¡°Looking for Director Cheng? He¡¯ll be a little late. You¡¯re going to buy breakfast, right? Director Cheng likes to eat the bean buns at the entrance of the hospital.¡± With that, Liu Min turned a corner and disappeared with the car. Fang Yan: ¡°¡­¡± Fang Yan knew that the shop was owned by an old couple. The two of them looked after the shop while taking care of their granddaughter, who had just entered primary school. Their livelihoods were barely maintained. However, the couple was kind and their culinary skills were good. The price of breakfast had not increased for more than ten years, so both the hospital¡¯s medical staff and the patient¡¯s family were willing to take care of the business. When Fang Yan arrived, there were not many people in the shop. Fang Yan bought egg custard, steamed dumplings, and three bean buns. She hesitated beside the soy milk bucket. The freshly cooked soy milk was steaming. It was very tempting in the cold morning. Fang Yan estimated Cheng Zheng¡¯s appetite and prepared to give him a portion of soy milk and fried dough sticks. At this moment, a girl¡¯s cries came from the inside. ¡°Grandma! Daddy hit me¡­¡± Fang Yan was stunned at first, but then she found it funny. The little girl in this house was very naughty. A few days ago, when Fang Yan came to buy food, she stared at the patterns on Fang Yan¡¯s nails and tore off the rhinestones on them. Afraid that Fang Yan would be angry, she stuffed candy into Fang Yan¡¯s pocket. The mother-in-law seemed to be used to her granddaughter¡¯s playfulness. She looked at Fang Yan in embarrassment and did not stop what she was doing. She nimbly filled a bag with soy milk. Afraid that Fang Yan would be scalded, she packed it in another bag. The cries came from afar. Soon, the girl stumbled out. Her hair was messy, and there was a huge wound on her temple. Blood was dripping down. The girl¡¯s face was pale from crying. ¡°Mommy is still inside¡­¡± Chapter 18 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Fang Yan picked up the little girl and found a spot that the surveillance cameras in the shop could see. She asked her to wait obediently before following her mother-in-law into the house. It was a mess. The originally small but neat kitchen was now shattered all over the floor. There was a man and a woman in the room. The woman knelt at the man¡¯s feet and grabbed his pants tightly. Her clothes were in a mess. There were deep and shallow marks on her shoulders, neck, arms, and exposed skin. Fang Yan recognized it. It was the mark left by whipping. The man held a half-meter-long wooden stick in his hand and panted. ¡°I¡¯ve already asked. Your shop¡¯s business is very good. If you say that you don¡¯t have money again, I¡¯ll beat you to death!¡± When the grandmother heard this, she stomped her feet in anger. ¡°That¡¯s your child¡¯s tuition fees! Do you have a conscience?! Don¡¯t tell me you want to lose your daughter at the gambling table too?¡± Fang Yan silently put down the phone that she had just dialed, surprised. This guy wasn¡¯t here to rob anyone, but was actually causing trouble in his own house? The man hurriedly pounced in front of his mother-in-law. ¡°No! That won¡¯t happen! Mom! Give me another chance. I promise to let you all live a good life!¡± The mother-in-law still shook her head. ¡°Son, listen to Mom. Stop gambling. If what you said is true, your father wouldn¡¯t have taken three or four jobs. He¡¯s still in the hospital receiving fluid transfusions!¡± The man saw that the soft approach did not work, so he gritted his teeth and raised the stick at the woman again. This scene seemed to freeze in slow motion in Fang Yan¡¯s eyes. The past was still vivid in her mind. That¡¯s right, once a heartless person went crazy, his wife was nothing. ¡°I¡¯ll pay you!¡± As soon as she finished speaking, the three people in the room looked at Fang Yan at the door. Fang Yan was afraid that this person would not hear her clearly in the heat of the moment, so she repeated it loudly. ¡°Really?¡± the man asked. Fang Yan waved her cell phone at the man. ¡°Really. Come out. I¡¯ll scan the QR code and transfer it to you.¡± When Fang Yan followed them in, she caught a glimpse of an old smartphone in the back seat of the electric scooter by the outer hall door. Wasn¡¯t it just gambling? She knew how to do it too. As expected. The man kicked the woman away and walked out of the hall. While the man was looking for his cell phone, Fang Yan helped the woman up. Seeing this, the mother-in-law came back to her senses and showed concern. Only then did Fang Yan know that this woman¡¯s name was Xiaoyue. ¡°Xiaoyue, don¡¯t be afraid. If he hits you again, hit him back!¡± Fang Yan said fiercely. Xiaoyue lowered her head, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, ¡°I, I don¡¯t dare to.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°What are you afraid of! You still have your daughter. If you don¡¯t dare, your daughter will be beaten up with you!¡± Fang Yan¡¯s words gave Xiao Yue some courage, but when she saw her husband turn around, she immediately returned to her previous timid appearance. Fang Yan picked up the wooden stick that the man had thrown away earlier and pointed at him. ¡°I¡¯m warning you. I¡¯ve already called the police. You¡¯re deliberately hurting people, understand?! If you don¡¯t want to be caught, get lost now!¡± The man was speechless for a moment. His chest heaved violently as he glared at Fang Yan. Fang Yan glared back without backing down. ¡°Just you wait!¡± The man turned around and left. Fang Yan looked at Xiaoyue as if she¡¯d expected better from her. She asked her mother-in-law for some medicine and went to look for the little girl. It was rare for the girl to be so obedient. She stood quietly at the door and waited for her. Fang Yan squatted down and held the girl in her arms to check her wound. The blood had already congealed and mixed with her tears, it was a shocking sight. Fang Yan patiently coaxed her, ¡°Are you scared, little girl? Don¡¯t cry, don¡¯t cry. It¡¯s Daddy¡¯s fault this time, but daddy is sick, and he doesn¡¯t want to hit you.¡± ¡°Daddy¡­ Sister, be careful!¡± The girl sobbed and struggled in Fang Yan¡¯s arms. The man returned. He raised the soy milk bucket that was heating up and splashed it hard at Fang Yan. The hot soy milk was steaming and was about to fall down. Fang Yan was shocked by this sudden change and only knew to protect the girl in her arms tightly. At this moment, someone pulled hard and Fang Yan fell to the side uncontrollably. A stretched body wrapped around her. She was too close and Fang Yan could smell the scent on the clothes. It was clean and warm, mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant. Cheng Zheng quickly got up and kicked the hot metal bucket far away. Then, he exhaled and spun another kick at the man. The man took a hard hit. He clutched his stomach and lay on the ground, moaning. Cheng Zheng: ¡°I don¡¯t think you should leave. I¡¯ll send you to the police station and take a look at where you¡¯re injured. I¡¯ll treat you.¡± Chapter 19 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios After leaving the police station, Fang Yan¡¯s heart was in a mess. Fang Yan walked slowly. Cheng Zheng was tall and had long legs. He was used to walking in the hospital and walked a long distance in a few steps. He looked back at Fang Yan and slowed down to wait for her. Cheng Zheng was wearing a black windbreaker with a milky white sweater inside. He stood upright under the tree. From afar, he looked like a quiet and fresh youth. But it wasn¡¯t the same when she got closer. The soybean milk soaked Cheng Zheng¡¯s coat until it was half wet, and his hair and sweater were more or less affected. Now that the wind blew, he looked disheveled and funny. Fang Yan was even more annoyed. ¡°Cheng Zheng, is there something wrong with you?! Who would rush up to block the hot soy milk?¡± Cheng Zheng laughed. ¡°You¡¯ve been dawdling at the back for so long just to scold me? Then catch up and scold me.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not joking with you!¡± Fang Yan blushed and said sternly, ¡°Tell me, what does this have to do with you?¡± Cheng Zheng followed Fang Yan¡¯s gaze and looked at his hand. Cheng Zheng had been standing at the front just now. His neck and half of his right arm were also drenched in soy milk, and they were already red and swollen. Cheng Zheng put his hands behind his back. ¡°It¡¯s just a burn.¡± Cheng Zheng said, ¡°However, this has nothing to do with you either. It¡¯s just that I saw it and felt indignant, so I naturally have to take care of it. Besides, I just saved your grandmother from the gates of hell. I don¡¯t want to continue saving her granddaughter. If something happens to you, what will happen to your grandmother? I have to be responsible for my patient.¡± Fang Yan could not win against him. She felt that she could not win against him most of the time. If she could, it might be because Cheng Zheng was giving in to her. However, what kind of responsibility was this? Fang Yan muttered to herself. ¡°What about you? You¡¯re not injured?¡± Cheng Zheng asked softly. Fang Yan shook her head and walked beside Cheng Zheng. ¡°Actually, the whole thing isn¡¯t completely unrelated to me. Did you see the stick at the entrance of the breakfast shop?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Cheng Zheng had no impression of her, but he wanted to hear Fang Yan continue. ¡°Don¡¯t underestimate it. It hurts when it hits a person. It burns and will leave red marks. Sometimes, blood will even drip out. The next day, it will turn green and purple. At that time, it will look the most terrifying. After a long time, it will be a faint yellow color. It won¡¯t hurt or itch. You won¡¯t feel anything, but the feeling of the stick swinging down will never be forgotten.¡± Cheng Song stopped and pretended to be relaxed as he asked, ¡°When you were young, were there wooden sticks in your home?¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Fang Yan paused and looked up with a smile. ¡°No, but I have an easel.¡± After saying that, she didn¡¯t forget to wink at Cheng Zheng. Cheng Zheng could not bear to think about the story behind Fang Yan¡¯s description. Over the years, he had been inquiring about Fang Yan on and off. It was not until four years ago that he had clear clues. At that time, Fang Yan had already gone overseas to study. Then, a year before she returned to China, she met Cheng Song. When the two of them reached the entrance of the hospital, they saw a person sitting on the steps. He looked to be in his forties. He was wearing a leather jacket and jeans. He was holding a black briefcase in his hand. He raised his head and was looking around for something. ¡°Uncle?¡± Fang Yan called out uncertainly. ¡°Didn¡¯t you go overseas to discuss business? You¡¯re done so quickly?¡± When the man saw Fang Yan, he quickly pulled her into the courtyard. ¡°What are you still busy with? Isn¡¯t your grandmother sick? If I hadn¡¯t come back, she wouldn¡¯t have known that it was so serious. It¡¯s all thanks to you, Yanyan. You¡¯ve grown up.¡± Fang Yan called her uncle several times, but no one picked up. She thought that the signal might not be good overseas, so she called her aunt again. ¡°Maybe Auntie was afraid that you would be anxious and under too much pressure, so she didn¡¯t tell you. Auntie did come to visit,¡± Fang Yan explained. ¡°I know you¡¯re sensible. I¡­ Sigh, let¡¯s not talk about this. You can¡¯t pay for your grandmother¡¯s treatment alone. I¡¯ve earned money. Ah, who¡¯s this?¡± Perhaps the mention of money had aroused the sensitivity in a man¡¯s bones. Only then did he notice that there was another person beside Fang Yan. Fang Yan exclaimed, ¡°Uncle, this is Director Cheng Zheng from the Neurosurgery Department. Director Cheng, this is my uncle¡­ Zhang Yan.¡± Fang Yan¡¯s voice became softer and softer because Zhang Yan couldn¡¯t wait for her to finish the introduction. He suddenly walked past her and grabbed Cheng Zheng¡¯s collar. ¡°Are you f*cking Cheng Zheng?¡± Zhang Yan shouted at Cheng Zheng. ¡°I¡¯m Cheng Zheng. Sir, is there some misunderstanding?¡± Cheng Zheng was shocked, but he quickly regained his composure. However, he grabbed his neck forcefully and he could not help but cough twice. When Fang Yan saw this, she was anxious. ¡°Uncle, let go first!¡± Chapter 20 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Fang Yan grabbed Zhang Yan¡¯s arm tightly. The three of them stood in the middle of the emergency hall. In the time it took for each of them to speak, people had already surrounded them. Was she going to be sent to the police station twice in just half a day? Seeing that Fang Yan was stopping her, Zhang Yan glared at her and shouted, ¡°Yanyan! Why are you still speaking up for this bastard at a time like this? He¡¯s the one who harmed your grandmother! The old lady is still lying in the emergency room with her life and death unknown! If she can¡¯t survive¡­¡± ¡°What did you say?¡± Fang Yan suspected that she had misheard. ¡°Uncle, what do you think happened to Grandma?¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s gaze darkened. He exerted some strength in his arm and broke free from Zhang Yan¡¯s grip. He ran straight to the emergency room. Fang Yan followed closely behind. Zhang Yan was left alone to receive the attention of the crowd. ¡°What are you looking at?! So what if I scolded him a little?! It¡¯s that Cheng guy who treats human lives like grass!¡± Outside the resuscitation room, Doctor Little Song waited for Cheng Zheng. ¡°I knew you would come over!¡± Xiao Song opened the door for Cheng Zheng and said as he walked, ¡°Don¡¯t be anxious. Director Yang is inside. It shouldn¡¯t be a big problem, he told you not to worry. It¡¯s a common complication after surgery. It looks dangerous, but Head Nurse Liu has been watching. We discovered it in time.¡± Of course, Cheng Zheng knew. Long before the surgery, he had already thought of all the problems that might have happened, including the worst-case scenario that he had tried his best to avoid. But he was still nervous. It had nothing to do with ability. It was Fang Yan¡¯s grandmother. Fortunately, Grandma¡¯s condition stabilized again. After two days of observation in the ICU, she was transferred back to a normal ward. In the ward, Fang Yan insisted on making Zhang Yan apologize to Cheng Zheng. Zhang Yan did not agree, but he could not understand why his niece, who had always been easy to talk to, was so stubborn. ¡°I¡¯m an elder. Even if I¡¯m wrong, can¡¯t I just change my ways?¡± Zhang Yan first looked at Fang Yan, then looked away under her direct gaze and continued, ¡°Besides, I think that director is not bad. Isn¡¯t he wooing you? Then if the two of you get together, we¡¯ll be family in the future. Why are you still talking about apologizing?¡± Fang Yan suddenly jumped up as if someone had stepped on her tail. ¡°Uncle, what nonsense is this? This is ridiculous!¡± Zhang Yan crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. ¡°They told me that in order to woo you, that Cheng guy insisted on operating on your grandma. He did it but didn¡¯t do it properly. He just wanted to keep her in the hospital so that he could spend more time with you. And you¡¯re saying this is nonsense?¡± ¡°Of course! How ridiculous!¡± Fang Yan scolded. Even after hearing it again, she was still trembling with anger. ¡°Alright, alright, alright! Ridiculous! Sit down. I didn¡¯t say that I don¡¯t believe you.¡± Zhang Yan comforted her in a low voice. ¡°Then it¡¯s true that he¡¯s wooing you, right?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not.¡± Zhang Yan was anxious. ¡°So what they said is all lies, and you¡¯re the only one who¡¯s honest? I¡¯m puzzled. Why is everyone gossiping about this Cheng guy? Just because he¡¯s a pretty boy?¡± ¡°Uncle! I¡¯ll really be angry if you keep talking like that!¡± Fang Yan threatened. When Zhang Yan heard this, he really wanted her to look at herself in the mirror and see her face. That furious gaze that looked like she wanted to kill someone. She must have been angry for quite a while. Fang Yan calmed herself down and continued, ¡°Director Cheng is the best doctor in the department. He has treated countless patients and many people have lined up to ask him for surgery. It¡¯s normal that he can¡¯t satisfy everyone. Perhaps someone couldn¡¯t bear to see him doing well and deliberately defamed him.¡± Zhang Yan nodded patiently on the chair, looking indifferent. Fang Yan was furious. ¡°Uncle! Stop being shameless and calling random guys family! Are you going or not?¡± ¡°What do you mean by that? Do you dare to say that you don¡¯t like that Cheng guy at all?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t like him!¡± Fang Yan said word by word. Outside the door, Cheng Zheng¡¯s outstretched hand stopped in front of the door. He looked at the indignant Fang Yan through the glass and silently left. Fang Yan did not want to continue arguing. She said to Zhang Yan, ¡°It¡¯s useless no matter what you say. You have to apologize! Otherwise, wait for Grandma to recover and let her pull your ear and scold you!¡± Chapter 21 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The night in the old district was quiet and long. It¡¯d been a long time since she went home, so Fang Yan washed up briefly and helped her grandmother tidy up a few sets of clothes after leaving the ward. After cleaning up, Fang Yan finally lay on the bed. She looked up at the painting on the wall and wanted to cry. Her grandfather loved to paint when he was alive, and her grandmother had always taken good care of his paintings, just like how she took care of Fang Yan. Her mother had danced for more than 20 years, and her quiet personality was also like her grandmother¡¯s. Why did it seem like a genetic mutation when it came to her uncle? Fang Yan rolled around, feeling a headache coming on. If she didn¡¯t know Cheng Zheng, would she believe that nonsense like her uncle? However, this question only spun in Fang Yan¡¯s mind for a moment before she extinguished it. Cheng Zheng¡¯s image was already very vivid in front of her eyes. No matter what, she could not associate him with a morally corrupt person. Fang Yan recalled asking the head nurse about Cheng Zheng¡¯s ward rounds yesterday. Liu Min told her that other than the routine ward rounds in the morning, Cheng Zheng was especially attentive to the patients that he would perform surgery on, especially during the recovery period a few days after the surgery. ¡°As for your grandmother, the director has obviously come to visit her twice already despite being on leave!¡± Fang Yan thought about Liu Min¡¯s words and suddenly sat up from the bed. Patient visits and ward rounds. Tonight, when she returned home, only her uncle accompanied her grandmother. If Cheng Zheng went over to check on her grandma, would anything bad happen? Zhang Yan¡¯s murderous temper¡­ It was almost five o¡¯clock when Fang Yan pushed open the door of the bed with her suitcase. Zhang Yan stood up in a daze. When he saw who it was, he asked vaguely, ¡°Why are you here at this time?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°It¡¯s hard to get a taxi on the road.¡± Zhang Yan was so angry from her words that he jolted up. ¡°What!¡± Zhang Yan stopped abruptly and turned back to look at the sleeping old lady. He continued with a lowered voice, ¡°I¡¯m asking you why you¡¯re here so early instead of sleeping at home!¡± ¡°I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll be hungry, so I brought you food!¡± Fang Yan placed the bag in her hand on the small table by the bed. She had just passed by Xiaoyue¡¯s shop and specially waited for a while before packing a bean bun. ¡°Uncle, did a doctor come for a ward round last night?¡± ¡°Yes, that Cheng guy came over. Someone who can climb to the position of department director really is different. He¡¯s a professional. He asked the nurse on duty a lot of questions and explained everything before leaving.¡± Fang Yan responded, ¡°Have you apologized to him yet?¡± Zhang Yan sat back down as if he was suddenly extremely sleepy. ¡°Ah, I heard all this from the nurse. I was asleep. I didn¡¯t see him.¡± Fang Yan didn¡¯t want to talk to him. She put the buns into another heat-containing box and pushed the box in. Soon, it was time for the routine ward round. Cheng Zheng came in with a group of doctors. A few anxious family members immediately surrounded him and asked him questions. Cheng Zheng answered them one by one, then politely suggested that everyone disperse and not affect the order of the ward rounds. It was still the humble and polite Director Cheng. However, Fang Yan felt that there was something different about Cheng Zheng. It was as if¡­ he was wearing a mask. When it was his grandmother¡¯s turn, Cheng Zheng explained the patient¡¯s condition patiently and meticulously. He also pointed out a few intern doctors and argued about the postoperative complications. Doctor Xiao Song¡¯s answer today was not bad. After being praised by his master, he even winked at Fang Yan as if he was showing off. Cheng Zheng: ¡°The patient is recovering well. The inflammation in her lungs also improved greatly last time, but brain surgery is a major surgery after all. For a long time to come, she still needs the careful care of her family.¡± Fang Yan said, ¡°We understand.¡± Cheng Zheng nodded slightly. ¡°Mm, if there¡¯s a problem, look for the doctor on duty.¡± With that, he left. Xiao Song looked at Fang Yan in confusion and wanted to follow the doctor, but Fang Yan quickly pulled her back. ¡°This is for your master.¡± Fang Yan handed the box with the buns to Xiao Song. ¡°Tell him I apologize on behalf of my uncle.¡± Xiao Song agreed immediately. Ten minutes later, Fang Yan watched as the others distributed the buns. The box was now empty. Xiao Song held the last bun and took a bite. Fang Yan¡¯s heart ached. Xiao Song looked innocent. ¡°Sister Yan, are you going to get water?¡± Fang Yan also smiled at him. ¡°Yes, are the buns delicious?¡± Xiao Song: ¡°Yes!¡± Fang Yan: ¡°You didn¡¯t leave one for your master?¡± Xiao Song seemed to have sensed Fang Yan¡¯s rising anger and said honestly, ¡°I gave it to him. Master said he doesn¡¯t want it.¡± With a bang, Fang Yan closed the lid of the container and carried it away. Xiao Song stuffed the last mouthful into her mouth and sighed at how considerate Fang Yan was. She didn¡¯t even need him to wash the dishes. Unexpectedly, the senior sister who passed by knocked his head. ¡°Considerate? If you stick to her any closer, your Sister Fang Yan could stuff you into that box and take you away with her.¡± Chapter 22 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios With Zhang Yan in the ward, it was like a second-rate talk show. Zhang Yan was used to roaming the outside world. He was easily familiar with everyone and coaxed them with a few words. But why was it second-rate? It was because Fang Yan never understood the jokes and only felt that it was noisy. After Zhang Yan finished entertaining the last group of listeners, he went up to Fang Yan and reported, ¡°Yanyan, that Cheng guy has really been unlucky recently. The patient in bed 12 didn¡¯t have a good time this morning either. I heard that he almost couldn¡¯t be saved. He¡¯s now clamoring for an explanation.¡± Fang Yan had vaguely heard about this from the family members in the ward, but she was not worried about this at all. Liu Min and Dr. Xiao Song¡¯s work mood had not changed, and there was no movement in the hospital, which meant that it was not a mistake. She herself was even the female lead in one of these hospital scandals not long ago. She and Cheng Zheng were not people who lived in the mouths of others. ¡°A righteous person is not afraid of a crooked shadow. Whoever likes to gossip can go ahead and try. Not like I¡¯ll lose any sleep over it.¡± Fang Yan¡¯s voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for the people around her to hear her clearly. Jiang Lan smiled. ¡°Yes! Our Yanyan is right. Since no one did anything wrong, let them talk!¡± After the last rescue, Fang Yan took even more care of Jiang Lan, and the old lady finally regained some of her energy. Fang Yan sat beside her grandmother and Jiang Lan asked about Fang Yan and Chengsong. Fang Yan didn¡¯t say much and only coaxed Jiang Lang to say that she wanted to get married and ask her to help find a boyfriend. Jiang Lan: ¡°It¡¯s good to get married. Two people living harmoniously, it¡¯s great. But why are you asking me again? Didn¡¯t you refuse to meet the young men I found for you?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°I did, but it¡¯s¡­ not very compatible.¡± It wasn¡¯t that Fang Yan was lying. She really went to see someone a few days ago when she was free. What was ridiculous was that they were clearly one of the best young men in Jiang Lan¡¯s list. When Fang Yan met them, some had diarrhea, some were sent to the hospital with allergies to spices, and some were arguing with others and cursing. There was also one who was so late that she didn¡¯t even see him. As Fang Yan talked about these strange things, the grandmother and granddaughter laughed together. These days, Fang Yan often bumped into Cheng Zheng. Sometimes, it was by chance, and sometimes, Fang Yan was worried about Jiang Lan¡¯s health and took the initiative to look for him. Fang Yan often brought her emotions into her conversation with Cheng Zheng. She was polite and even distant and picky. Cheng Zheng was always extremely patient and answered every request. However, the strange feeling in Fang Yan¡¯s heart grew stronger and stronger. Every time she spoke to Cheng Zheng, she subconsciously wanted to look at his expression, as if she was playing some kind of decryption game. At lunchtime, Fang Yan went to get her food and was bumped into by a child who had just learned how to run. Fang Yan was waiting for takeout with her things, but her vision was blocked. The child pounced on her legs and fell hard, crying like a pig being slaughtered. Fang Yan, who hadn¡¯t moved at all: ¡°¡­¡± The child¡¯s mother appeared when she heard the sound. She pulled the child up and apologized to Fang Yan, ¡°Did he bump into you? I¡¯m really sorry. The child is too naughty and runs quickly. I really couldn¡¯t keep an eye on him. I¡¯m sorry.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± The child¡¯s mother said, ¡°I¡¯ve seen you before. You¡¯re the relative of the old lady in bed 8, right? I heard that Director Cheng personally operated on you guys.¡± Fang Yan nodded. She thought to herself that this woman talked as if Cheng Zheng was operating on her entire family. ¡°My husband is in the ward next to yours. Our surname is Li!¡± Fang Yan: ¡°What a coincidence.¡± Mrs. Li did not mind Fang Yan¡¯s perfunctory words and continued, ¡°There are many benefits to dating a doctor, right? Especially for people like us who have sick people at home, there are too many things we need help with. ¡°This way even the red packet money is saved.¡± ¡°It¡¯s all nonsense. I¡¯m not familiar with Director Cheng, and I have no intention of dating.¡± Fang Yan took a step to the right. ¡°Perhaps Dr. Cheng is kind-hearted and helped Grandma because she was seriously ill.¡± Mrs. Li pursed her lips in disdain and advised, ¡°Come on, kind-hearted? Sister, you¡¯ve been deceived! The circle of doctors is very chaotic now! Have you heard about the matter with Bed 12? The patient was almost gone. He was also treated by that Director Cheng. Bah, what director? He¡¯s just a quack! Your uncle already said that he treats human lives like grass!¡± ¡®It was my uncle who said it.¡¯ Fang Yan felt her blood rush to her chest uncontrollably, and she felt a dull suffocation. Ever since she got angry with Dr. Xiao Song, Fang Yan had not mentioned this matter to Cheng Zheng. Now, it had become like a knife that she had personally handed over. Chapter 23 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios ¡°He¡¯s not like that. That¡¯s slander.¡± Fang Yan looked straight into the woman¡¯s eyes. Mrs. Li was stunned. Then, she puffed out her chest and became excited again. ¡°Why? Do you want to sue me?¡± What a joke. How could she be frightened by a little girl? Mrs. Li looked Fang Yan up and down. ¡°Aren¡¯t you two not dating? Why are you still speaking up for him?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°That¡¯s two different things. Also, if you mention this kind of groundless matter again, I¡¯ll definitely sue you.¡± Fang Yan picked up the takeout and was about to leave when she was stopped by a middle-aged man in a black cotton suit. Fang Yan recognized him. His name was Li Hui. Doctor Yao had operated on him. Ever since he could get out of bed and move around, he had been loitering outside his grandmother¡¯s ward. ¡°Old Madam Jiang¡¯s granddaughter?¡± Li Hui pointed at Fang Yan and confirmed with his wife. After getting an affirmative answer, Li Hui pulled Fang Yan to the corner of the wall, but Fang Yan shook him off. ¡°Mr. Li, speak your mind.¡± Li Hui did not force her and put on a smile. ¡°You just graduated, right? It¡¯s no wonder. Let¡¯s not talk about anything else. How long have you known that Cheng Zheng? Why do you trust him so much?¡± Seeing that Fang Yan seemed to be listening to him, Li Hui said, ¡°My friend is a nurse at this hospital, and he spends her days here. What doesn¡¯t he know? Guess what he told me just now? There¡¯s going to be an academic exchange conference overseas soon. It¡¯s an international event. There¡¯s only one spot. Who doesn¡¯t want to go? Hmph, I heard that the director has a junior from the same school who¡¯s also in this hospital. He¡¯s a popular candidate.¡± ¡°Otherwise, why do you think he still insisted on performing such a difficult surgery for your grandmother?¡± Li Hui had long seen through Fang Yan¡¯s filial piety. He continued, ¡°Your grandmother¡¯s surgery is very complicated. It¡¯s the first time something like that was done in Sea City. To him, that¡¯s not a fellow human. It¡¯s Director Cheng¡¯s career ladder! Look at how concerned he is about the old lady¡¯s condition now. That¡¯s because he can¡¯t let her die at this time. He has to wait for the exchange to end. Do you understand?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°What do you want to do?¡± Li Hui chuckled. ¡°I¡¯ll help you. I¡¯ll help find someone to file a joint complaint and ruin his reputation! But when the time comes, I want half of the hospital¡¯s compensation. You can¡¯t let me do this for nothing, right?¡± Fang Yan looked at the man in front of her coldly. ¡°Are you crazy about money?¡± Li Hui thought that he had asked for too much and immediately changed his words. ¡°Don¡¯t be anxious. Why don¡¯t you take 70% and I¡¯ll take 30%? That¡¯s fine, right?¡± Fang Yan gripped the thing in her hand tightly and said sternly, ¡°I¡¯ve recorded everything you said. I advise you to stop thinking nonsense now, or I¡¯ll hand the recording to the police.¡± Li Hui flew into a rage out of humiliation. ¡°You wouldn¡¯t dare!¡± Fang Yan¡¯s expression did not change. ¡°Let¡¯s see if I dare.¡± Li Hui pretended to hit her, but his wife stopped him. ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go. There are still people watching. I really don¡¯t know who she¡¯s putting on such a noble act for.¡± Fang Yan turned around and left. While Jiang Lan was eating, Fang Yan said that she wanted to call Qi You and left the ward. Although Fang Yan was calm in front of Jiang Lan, only she knew that when she thought of that couple, she trembled with anger. What a vicious heart! How many people had those two people said that to, to be able to say those words so smoothly? Doctor Xiao Song looked up from the pile of documents. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, you¡¯ve walked around the nurse¡¯s desk a few times. You¡¯re making me dizzy. If you want to find my master, go to the office!¡± Fang Yan stopped. ¡°He¡¯s not here. The head nurse said he went for surgery.¡± ¡°Oh, right.¡± Xiao Song slapped his forehead. ¡°Master has two consecutive surgeries in the afternoon. He probably won¡¯t be able to finish them until later. Sister Fang Yan, is there something urgent you want to talk to him about?¡± Fang Yan was stunned. Yes, she wanted to see Cheng Zheng. What should she say when she saw him? Tell him what she heard and let him argue with those people? Cheng Zheng would never do such a thing. With this unsolvable question, Fang Yan walked to Liu Min¡¯s small balcony. The lunar season was over, but Fang Yan could still feel its vigorous vitality when she gently touched its leaves. The door behind him creaked. Someone had followed her. Fang Yan immediately turned around. ¡°Uncle? Is it grandmother¡­¡± ¡°Your grandmother is doing well,¡± Zhang Yan interrupted. ¡°I have something to tell you. Yanyan, I saw your father when I went overseas this time. He misses you very much.¡± Chapter 24 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios There were many moments in Fang Yan¡¯s life when she really wanted to forget that she had a father. However, there was too little time for people to truly do as they pleased. Every time Fang Yan was about to forget, someone would jump out and press her face down into the suffocating memories. When they were young, Fang Yan would only glare at them. Later, when Zhang Yan found out, he started to use his fists. There was no need to beat people up. As long as one pretended to be imposing and ruthless, they could scare away those snobs who bullied the weak and feared the strong. But now, this person was Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan sat down on the stone steps. ¡°Your father hasn¡¯t been doing well these past few years. He¡¯s also getting older. He worked hard in a foreign country alone and has suffered all kinds of hardships. He still doesn¡¯t know about your mother¡¯s death. He said that he wants to earn more money and try his best to take care of his wife and daughter.¡± Fang Yan looked at Yue Ji and said calmly, ¡°Isn¡¯t this karma?¡± ¡°Yan, he¡¯s still your father, you¡­¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have a father!¡± Fang Yan was agitated. Zhang Yan didn¡¯t know that after so many years, Fang Yan¡¯s resistance to that man hadn¡¯t decreased at all. ¡°I also have times where I need a father. Where was he then? He¡¯s at the bar, at the casino, on the way to play basketball with his pals! When I had a high fever and my mom had to carry me because we couldn¡¯t find a taxi, what did he do? He beat us up because he felt that we had embarrassed him in front of outsiders! Uncle, have you forgotten how many scars my mother has?¡± Zhang Yan thought of his sister and turned his head away. However, he advised, ¡°But it¡¯s been so many years. You¡¯re still family after all. Your blood is connected. Even if there¡¯s something huge, he¡¯s suffered so much. It should be enough, right?¡± Fang Yan said loudly, ¡°I can¡¯t! There are so many injuries. What can I use to offset them? It will never be offset! Uncle, are you still thinking about the favor he gave you when he sponsored your business back then? You want to use me as a favor now? Then I have to remind you that 20 years ago, he could fork out 500,000 yuan to you. Now, he might not even be able to fork out a hundred thousand yuan.¡± ¡°Fang Yan! How can you say that!¡± Zhang Yan blushed and straightened his body. Back then, Fang Yan¡¯s mother, Zhang Rong, didn¡¯t insist on her father, Fang Ke. On the contrary, she had a better choice. It was Zhang Yan who had failed several times in his entrepreneurial career and caused the Zhang family to suffer. That was why Fang Ke persuaded him to become his wingman. Fang Ke also agreed to give him 500,000 yuan to make a comeback, in addition to a generous betrothal gift. Zhang Yan originally thought that his sister would be able to live comfortably after marrying into the family, but he did not expect that he had pushed his sister into a fire pit. He had been blaming himself for this. ¡°Even if I was blinded by greed back then, I¡¯ve long regretted it! Now, I¡¯m doing this for you!¡± Zhang Yan looked at Fang Yan and said, ¡°You¡¯re not young anymore, right? Those classmates of yours have already given birth to two children! In the past, you always said that you wanted to protect your grandmother. Now, the old lady is also¡­ Xiao Yan, don¡¯t you want your grandmother to watch you get married?¡± Fang Yan was silent. Zhang Yan continued, ¡°I know that he¡¯s guilty, but he¡¯s your father. A father is different from an uncle. In the future, in front of your in-laws, he can support you. No one will dare to bully you!¡± Fang Yan was so angry that she laughed. ¡°Are you gathering people at your in-laws¡¯ house to fight?¡± However, Zhang Yan¡¯s attention was not on Fang Yan. He kept looking behind her. Behind Fang Yan was the entrance. This corridor was lit by solar energy. Sea City had been cloudy for a few days, and even the light in the corridor was dim. Seeing that the two of them had stopped arguing, Cheng Zheng patted his white coat and walked out of the shadows. Zhang Yan widened his eyes and shouted angrily, ¡°You eavesdropped! As a department director, you came to listen to other people¡¯s gossip in the middle of the night. Is this the integrity of a department director?¡± This sentence reminded Fang Yan of the strange couple with the surname Li. If she traced back to the source, it was Zhang Yan who caused the trouble. Fang Yan glared fiercely at her uncle, then pulled Cheng Zheng along and turned to leave. Zhang Yan received a glare for no reason. Before he could feel aggrieved, he became nervous. ¡°Xiao Yan, don¡¯t cry! It¡¯s uncle¡¯s fault. Uncle said something wrong! Xiao Yan!¡± Ever since Fang Yan matured, she had never cried in front of Zhang Yan. Looking at Fang Yan¡¯s tear-stained face, Zhang Yan panicked. Chapter 25 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Fang Yan and Cheng Zheng did not walk far. Cheng Zhen was still wearing his work clothes. The two of them found a seat at the water bar in the rest area. Cheng Zheng bought some warm milk and pushed it in front of Fang Yan. ¡°This is for you.¡± Fang Yan looked at the glass of ice beside her. ¡°Then this is?¡± Cheng Zheng took out a handkerchief, smoothed it out, and laid out the plastic paper that he had gotten from somewhere. Then, he poured the ice cubes on it. ¡°It¡¯s for your eyes. They¡¯ll swell up later.¡± ¡°Thank you.¡± Fang Yan was so engrossed in the argument that she did not realize that she was crying. ¡°But why are you looking for me at this time?¡± Fang Yan asked. Cheng Zheng: ¡°Didn¡¯t you want to talk to me? Xiao Song told me.¡± Fang Yan looked at her cell phone. It was almost eleven o¡¯clock. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Actually, I don¡¯t have anything urgent. Dr. Xiao Song said that you usually get some sleep after a surgery.¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°No, sleep isn¡¯t as important as you. You¡¯re the patient¡¯s family.¡± On the way out of the Lunar New Year¡¯s Garden, Fang Yan had been thinking about how to tell Cheng Zheng about what happened during the day and where to start. But now, for some reason, Fang Yan¡¯s mind was filled with the sentence ¡°Dating the doctor.¡± Perhaps it was because she had been with Cheng Zheng for a long time, but Fang Yan realized that it was difficult to refuse Cheng Zhen¡¯s kindness. It was a gentleness that did not have any force. Like now. Cheng Zheng wrapped the ice cubes cutely and tied one end of the handkerchief with a rope. Seeing that Fang Yan was thinking about something, he did not interrupt or urge her. Instead, he placed it beside her hand and did not forget to put a piece of paper under it. Then, when Fang Yan came back to her senses, he explained softly, saying that he usually slept for five hours and would not be able to sleep if he went back so early. Fang Yan had an impulse to ask Cheng Zheng if he liked her. ¡°Director Cheng?¡± Cheng Zheng leaned back in his chair. ¡°Why are you suddenly so serious? Calling me director¡­ Do you need my help?¡± ¡°Haha, that¡¯s right.¡± Fang Yan smiled. ¡°I want to ask you, on the night my grandmother first came out of the operating theater, you couldn¡¯t finish what you were saying, right?¡± That night, they ate noodles together and even talked about marriage. ¡°What did you want to ask me back then?¡± Fang Yan asked. Cheng Zheng naturally had a deep impression of Fang Yan. However, he understood Fang Yan¡¯s question, and the fire in his heart burned even more fervently. ¡°I wanted to tell you that my family has been forcing me to get married recently.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°Really?¡± Cheng Zheng nodded. ¡°They said that I¡¯m not young anymore. My classmate who studied with me has already given birth to two children.¡± ¡°Cheng Zheng!¡± Cheng Zheng waved his hand and begged for mercy, explaining, ¡°I really didn¡¯t eavesdrop. The two of you are too loud, and there¡¯s no one in the building. What¡¯s the difference between this and public broadcasting?¡± ¡°Cheng Zheng!¡± Fang Yan did not expect to be teased by the same person twice in just a few sentences. Cheng Zheng¡¯s eyes lit up with a smile. ¡°Alright, alright. I¡¯m not joking anymore. To be honest, I don¡¯t understand why my family is worried about my marriage. Look, I have a high education level, a good personality, and a stable job. Isn¡¯t this the perfect persona in the eyes of the elders? I¡¯m also a good doctor who can take care of the health of the family. Most importantly, I¡¯m very busy with work.¡± Fang Yan was puzzled. ¡°Is that a merit? How busy are you?¡± Cheng Zheng was calm and composed. ¡°I¡¯m so busy that I don¡¯t have time to cheat.¡± Fang Yan almost choked on her milk. ¡°Have you ever thought about what your future wife looks like?¡± Fang Yan asked. ¡°No.¡± Cheng Zheng thought that he¡¯d never considered things like that before, until he met her. ¡°Then what are your requirements for marriage?¡± Fang Yan asked again. Cheng Zheng: ¡°No, but whatever she asks me to do, I¡¯ll try my best to satisfy her.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°One last question. If you have a candidate now, but you don¡¯t like her that much, would you still consider marrying her?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°How did you know?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°Huh?¡± Actually, Fang Yan wanted to say ¡°but she doesn¡¯t like you that much¡±, but she was afraid of being beaten up. Now that she heard Cheng Zheng¡¯s question, she felt awkward as if she had been seen through. However, Cheng Zheng quickly continued, ¡°Actually, I¡¯ve never been on one of those arranged marriage dates, but if I were to find the right person before that happens, I¡¯ll definitely cherish it.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°You haven¡¯t? What about now, don¡¯t you feel like you¡¯re on an arranged marriage date?¡± Cheng Zheng smiled helplessly. ¡°Teacher Fang Yan, I thought I was doing an interview.¡± The man was very deeply in love, feeling in pain whenever they were apart. The woman, on the other hand, was always on guard. Even if they decided to go together, would she even fall in love? What kind of arranged marriage date would be so unfair? But it didn¡¯t matter. Cheng Zheng waited for the words ¡°Congratulations, you passed the interview!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll walk you home. Get up early tomorrow. We¡¯ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.¡± Chapter 26 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Today was a good day. Fang Yan stood at the entrance of the busy street in a daze. During this period of time, she had been nervous and in a hurry. There were many things that she had not thought through clearly and did not have the time to think about, but now, the truth was in front of her. She was married and became Cheng Zheng¡¯s wife. If she had made the decision on impulse last night, then there was only hesitation and nervousness left now. Fang Yan thought to herself that Cheng Zheng was on the next level. He actually dragged her to line up at the Civil Affairs Bureau early in the morning. If he had let her delay for another day, she might have gone back on her word. However, Jiang Lan should be very happy. Jiang Lan had been a teacher for her entire life and had never lowered her head to anyone. But these years, she had often begged others for Fang Yan¡¯s marriage. Fang Yan knew that Jiang Lan did not want her only granddaughter to live a miserable life, but she was also afraid that her future husband¡¯s family background might be too high. As Zhang Yan had said, she might get bullied after marrying into the family. Fang Yan asked her grandmother, ¡°What if we compare Director Cheng to the people you were choosing?¡± Jiang Lan chose Cheng Zheng. Just as well. She had completed her mission. ¡°Teacher Fang Yan, I only went to park a car and you¡¯re already so happy?¡± Cheng Zheng waved his hand in front of Fang Yan¡¯s eyes, but Fang Yan slapped it down. ¡°You¡¯re really vengeful. I just called you Director Cheng casually. How many times have you called me a teacher today?¡± Cheng Zheng smiled and held Fang Yan¡¯s hand as they walked through the alley. ¡°Alright, then let¡¯s discuss what we should call each other in the future. With a new identity, we can¡¯t continue the way we address each other, right?¡± Fang Yan asked half-jokingly, ¡°Why not? Who dares to say no?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°I forgot. You¡¯re someone who doesn¡¯t care about other people¡¯s evaluations, though you did get really pissed off by those rumors.¡± Fang Yan¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°You know? Head Nurse Liu told you?¡± Cheng Zheng did not explain. He focused on picking up the drooping branches for Fang Yan. After turning the last street corner, he stopped in front of a fresh and unique small courtyard. It was a detached villa with a garden. Fang Yan had been following Cheng Zheng all this while. When she saw the building that suddenly barged into her line of sight, her eyes lit up. ¡°This is a private residence, right?¡± Fang Yan asked. ¡°What could you even buy here?¡± Cheng Zheng said that he still had to have a sense of ceremony and insisted on giving Fang Yan an engagement gift. Cheng Zheng lowered his head and looked at Fang Yan. ¡°That depends on your intentions. Come, let¡¯s go in first.¡± When he pushed the door open and entered the courtyard, there were already special staff waiting. Fang Yan recognized the logo on the clothes. This was a private custom-made brand with an extremely high reputation. It focused on ¡°unique love¡±. Before the gift was custom-made, the names and identity information of both parties would be registered. It could not be changed. This was also why this business had a good reputation but did not have high sales. After all, it was common for people to have a change of heart before giving something away. There was no way they could just buy it a second time. Fang Yan was indifferent to this emotional effect, but Cheng Zheng liked it, so she could not dampen his spirits on the first day of their marriage. However, Fang Yan still felt that it was better to make some things clear. The staff led the two of them to an operating table. On it were silver pieces, various types of carving knives, utensils for heating, and some gadgets that Fang Yan had never seen before. ¡°Mr. Cheng, Miss Fang, this is custom-made by hand in our ¡®unique¡¯ luxurious custom-made series. It¡¯s also the most difficult. The designer of our headquarters, Wei An, has specially set aside a schedule for the two of you. He will serve you the entire time today.¡± The staff confirmed the materials again and left Uncle Wei An behind. However, it was obvious that Wei An was also despised. Cheng Zheng: ¡°Mr. Wei An¡¯s accent is very special. Have you been to France?¡± Wei An was pleasantly surprised. ¡°Yes! I¡¯m French! Because I love Chinese food, I chose to come to China to continue my design career.¡± Cheng Zheng shook his hand in a friendly manner. ¡°My wife has also studied in France. Welcome to China.¡± Fang Yan was looking around the control panel when she suddenly became the focus of the two men¡¯s attention. She blushed and nodded in return. She had yet to get used to her status as a ¡°wife.¡± Not knowing what Cheng Zheng said, Wei An left happily, not forgetting to give Fang Yan a thumbs up before leaving. Was he praising her? Chapter 27 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Fang Yan looked at Cheng Zheng worriedly. ¡°If you persuade the designer to leave, what will happen to all this stuff on the table? I don¡¯t know anything about it.¡± Cheng Zheng looked at Fang Yan¡¯s anxious and embarrassed expression and laughed loudly. ¡°Who said I wanted you to do it?¡± Cheng Zheng pushed Fang Yan to the sofa and stuffed a pillow and blanket into her hands. ¡°Just watch from here.¡± With that, Cheng Zheng had already changed his clothes and was ready. First, he roughly drew the diagram, molten silver, shape, and fine engraving. Fang Yan had never seen Cheng Zheng holding a scalpel, but she believed that she herself would not look good holding a carving knife. Fang Yan sized up this person. ¡°Director Cheng, you used to be a blacksmith?¡± Cheng Zheng laughed. ¡°Do you hear what you¡¯re saying?¡± ¡°I¡¯m just praising you.¡± Fang Yan had made up her mind to use the soft approach. Now, she had to coax him. ¡°Director Cheng?¡± ¡°Yeah.¡± Fang Yan said gently, ¡°Have you told your family about us?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Not yet.¡± Fang Yan continued to ask, ¡°What about friends and classmates?¡± Cheng Zheng lowered the tip of the knife in his hand and moved slowly with his strength. ¡°I didn¡¯t say. I thought it wouldn¡¯t be too late to tell everyone after the two of us settle down.¡± Fang Yan shouted ¡®yes¡¯ in her heart. ¡°Director Cheng, can you not tell them first?¡± The tip of the blade quickly moved out of control, and Cheng Zheng¡¯s body paused imperceptibly. Fang Yan was a little uneasy and immediately added, ¡°It¡¯s not that I want you to keep it from anyone for three to five years, or even one to two years! It¡¯s just that I haven¡¯t completely adapted to our relationship. For example, I can¡¯t change the way we address each other. I haven¡¯t thought about how to face your family either. I¡­¡± Cheng Zheng turned around. ¡°Sure.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°You don¡¯t have to be so nervous. I won¡¯t lose my temper. I promise you.¡± For some reason, Fang Yan felt even more guilty. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll try my best to adjust my condition.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Cheng Zheng sighed softly and raised his eyebrows to smile at Fang Yan. ¡°Director Cheng is not bad either. I¡¯m used to hearing it. Or you can call me Cheng Zheng if you want. It¡¯s not important. Fang Yan, I hope you can be happy. Marriage is a happy thing.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°Okay.¡± When the two of them returned to the hospital, it was already five in the afternoon. Cheng Zheng parked the car outside the inpatient department, fulfilling Fang Yan¡¯s wish not to show up together. ¡°I don¡¯t have enough time today. I¡¯ll give you the gift a few days later. I¡¯ll go back and pack up first. I¡¯ll change my clothes and see you later during the ward round.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°You still have to make a trip tonight?¡± Cheng Zheng joked, ¡°Do you want to seize the opportunity and beg me to help you carry things?¡± Just as Fang Yan was about to get serious, Cheng Zheng urged her, ¡°Hurry up and leave! I¡¯m just working hard. It¡¯s an occupational disease. I¡¯d be worried if I don¡¯t take a look. There¡¯s no choice. You¡¯ll know in the future.¡± Fang Yan got out of the car and realized that someone at the entrance of the inpatient department kept looking at her. From the back, he looked similar to Cheng Zheng, but his temperament was incomparable. Fang Yan secretly shook her head. Fang Yan subconsciously compared him to Cheng Zheng and couldn¡¯t help but take a few more glances. She didn¡¯t expect to meet that person¡¯s gaze. Their eyes met, but the man didn¡¯t dodge. Fang Yan: ¡°¡­¡± What the hell? Fang Yan cursed in her heart and quickly fled. On the other side, Hong Hao got into Cheng Zheng¡¯s front passenger seat with ease. Then, he was kicked out of the car. Cheng Zheng said, ¡°Go to the back.¡± Hong Hao: ¡°¡­¡± He thought that it was fine. As a man, he could take this. Hong Hao obediently rolled to the back seat. He was here to interview Cheng Zheng about his journey in wooing his wife. He could not give up halfway. ¡°You have to admit that fate is everything? I bumped into the two of you when you came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Tsk tsk, Cheng Zheng, you¡¯re amazing. You laid your hands on yourself. A honey trap coupled with a ruse of self-injury. You¡¯ve set up a trap!¡± Cheng Zheng hummed in acknowledgment, not even bothering to look at him. ¡°Tsk, you still don¡¯t want to admit it, right?¡± Hong Hao felt neglected. ¡°You look like a well-behaved lamb, harmless, but you¡¯re a sly fox deep down! You only know how to take advantage of the sympathy of beautiful girls!¡± Hong Hao reached out and patted Cheng Zheng¡¯s shoulder. ¡°Just the gossip alone in the hospital can eat you up! Not to mention the director, even I can¡¯t stand it anymore. Don¡¯t tell me you don¡¯t know anything. If I were to say that you were the one who released the rumor, I would indeed have wronged you, but you knew this day would come from the moment you decided to do Jiang Lan¡¯s surgery, right? And you said that no one is allowed to be involved. I heard that you people from the neurosurgery department have long wanted to expel that Li guy. You were the one who approved him to recuperate for an extra week in the hospital. This is the first time you took the initiative to use the Cheng family¡¯s power, right?¡± Chapter 28 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios That pair of Li lunatics only wanted to suck benefits from the hospital. It was not something that a director like Cheng Zheng could allow just because he wanted to. Hong Hao guessed that Cheng Zheng had most likely convinced the director to let him take responsibility for it. ¡°Sigh.¡± Hong Hao sighed. ¡°It¡¯s really not easy. My sister-in-law is finally moved by your efforts.¡± Cheng Zheng slapped away the hand on his shoulder. ¡°Moved? It¡¯s far from that.¡± Hong Hao was hungry from listening to the story. He looked around the carriage and stared at the half bag of biscuits on the passenger seat. He reached out. Cheng Zheng was one step ahead of him. He finished the biscuit in one bite and said calmly, ¡°So, just pretend that you don¡¯t know that we¡¯ve registered our marriage, understand?¡± Hong Hao had already smelled the fragrance of the biscuits. ¡°Senior Brother, be a human. I¡¯ve been waiting for you at the entrance of the hospital for the entire day. What¡¯s wrong with eating some biscuits from you!¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Why were you waiting for me? I don¡¯t have an outpatient today either.¡± Hong Hao was furious. ¡°You¡¯re the one selling outpatient numbers! I¡¯m just concerned about you!¡± Cheng Zheng suppressed his laughter. ¡°You¡¯re just too free. If you have the time, why don¡¯t you prepare for next month¡¯s exchange?¡± ¡°You still have the cheek to mention this!¡± Hong Hao was so angry that his soul flew two kilometers away. ¡°I¡¯m a psychologist. Why should I work so hard for your neurosurgery department? Do I need you to recommend me to the director or something? Look at me, turn and look at me! I¡¯ve been soaking in a thesis for half a month. Do you know that I almost buried myself in it?¡± The more Hong Hao spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. He felt that he had almost lost half his life for Cheng Zheng¡¯s love. He dawdled and said that he would definitely make Cheng Zheng give him a big red packet when the two of them held the banquet. After sending Hong Hao away, Cheng Zheng immediately felt refreshed and free. In the next few days, Cheng Zheng replaced Liu Min and would visit Jiang Lan whenever he was free. Cheng Zheng also bought food. As an outstanding doctor, he was meticulous and had solid theoretical knowledge. He could always choose food that suited her taste, just like what he had once said about himself¡ªhe was good at pleasing his elders. Fang Yan was a little jealous as she watched from the side, but she had to admit that if Cheng Zheng completely put down his pride, he could really act like an approachable person to the extreme. He was a completely different person from when he scolded Doctor Little Song. Speak of the devil. Xiao Song pushed open the door and entered. When he saw that Cheng Zheng was also there, he had the intention to retreat. Cheng Zheng looked at him. ¡°Say something.¡± ¡°Master, it¡¯s nothing. It¡¯s just that Sister Fang Yan¡¯s uncle said that he did something wrong and is reading an apology letter in the broadcast room. Isn¡¯t the broadcast on your floor broken? I specially came to tell you.¡± Doctor Xiao Song looked at the floor and his voice became softer and softer. When Jiang Lan heard this, she pursed her lips and said happily, ¡°That rascal made our Yanyan cry. Let him embarrass himself!¡± Then, Jiang Lan felt a little regretful. ¡°Aiyo, why is the broadcast broken? Doesn¡¯t that mean I can¡¯t hear it anymore?¡± Cheng Zheng put down the washed fruits and said gently to Jiang Lan, ¡°I think there¡¯s still some misunderstanding. I¡¯ll go take a look.¡± Then, Cheng Zheng looked at Xiao Song. ¡°Come with me.¡± Xiao Song nodded with a bitter expression, but still made a face at Jiang Lan. ¡°Grandma Jiang, don¡¯t worry. I got Senior to help record it, we can play it for you later.¡± Jiang Lan couldn¡¯t close her mouth. ¡°Look, the intern doctors under Director Cheng are all honest and steady.¡± Fang Yan was speechless. These two adjectives were really debatable for Doctor Little Song. Jiang Lan was taking an afternoon nap. Seeing that the nurse was also there, Fang Yan found a quiet place to call Qi You. Qi You had not sent her a single message in the past two days. This was abnormal. As soon as the call was connected, the chaotic metal music on the other side shattered Fang Yan¡¯s eardrums. ¡°You¡¯re at the bar?¡± Fang Yan glanced at the sun above her head. ¡°Why are you drinking in broad daylight? Qi You, is there something wrong with you?¡± Qi You¡¯s unclear voice came through. ¡°Yanyan, you¡¯re right. There¡¯s something wrong. My brain isn¡¯t working well!¡± The last few sentences were covered by crazy shouts. Fang Yan couldn¡¯t hear them clearly, but it seemed that Qi You had cried and was drunk. Fang Yan could only soften her tone. ¡°What is so big of a deal that it¡¯s difficult for our little princess? Didn¡¯t you say that there¡¯s nothing that money can¡¯t solve? If it really doesn¡¯t work, you still have me. I¡¯ll help you.¡± Qi You¡¯s makeup was smudged from crying. She staggered out of the dance floor and sat on the cold tile floor of the washroom. Fang Yan only felt that Qi You suddenly fell silent. Then, she heard Qi You¡¯s broken voice. ¡°It¡¯s my parents, Yanyan. My family is bankrupt.¡± Chapter 29 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The drunk Qi You was full of nonsense. One moment, she said that she had no parents, and the next moment, she said that her parents wanted to sell her. Fang Yan was caught between laughter and tears. Fortunately, Ren Yuan found her quickly and promised Fang Yan that he would send Qi You home safely. This made Fang Yan¡¯s negative impression of Ren Yuan waver slightly. In Fang Yan¡¯s opinion, someone who could help or patiently accompany someone at the lowest point of their lives was not too bad. In the car, Cheng Zheng¡¯s voice pulled Fang Yan back to reality. ¡°Has anyone ever said that a passenger like you is not suitable to be placed in the front passenger seat on a long journey?¡± Fang Yan asked, ¡°Why?¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°You¡¯re too quiet. I¡¯ll think you¡¯re asleep and sleep with you.¡± Fang Yan focused her attention on the second half of the sentence. Her cheeks were red, and she quickly shook her head to wake herself up. ¡°No wonder in the past¡­ My friend liked to let me sit in the back row when he was driving. He even said that he was afraid that I would work too hard.¡± Cheng Zheng snorted softly. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m different. You still have to suffer. From now on, the co-pilot seat will be yours. If you dare to sleep, I¡¯ll cut your hair with a scalpel.¡± Cheng Zheng freed one hand and gestured at the half of Fang Yan¡¯s long hair. ¡°Then you¡¯re not a good person either!¡± Fang Yan tilted her head slightly and avoided Cheng Zheng¡¯s outstretched finger. Cheng Zheng missed, but he didn¡¯t mind. Instead, he asked another question. ¡°I heard that you¡¯ve been praising Chief Physician Cheng whenever you meet someone recently. Head Nurse Liu has even seen it a few times.¡± Fang Yan recalled her awkward conversation and was speechless. Because of the mess Zhang Yan had caused, Fang Yan wanted to salvage Cheng Zheng¡¯s impression in the eyes of some patients, so she put in a lot of good words for Cheng Zheng. Unexpectedly, after a few rounds, the other party was tired of listening. Someone even asked, ¡°Director Cheng even studied the medical records when he got home from work? Did he whisper into your ear to tell you?¡± Fang Yan choked on a few bottles of water. Why couldn¡¯t she remember this question when she met Li Hui? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became! Therefore, Fang Yan was not in a good mood when facing Cheng Zheng. ¡°Dean Cheng, you¡¯re still so childish at your age. Did you call me out on the weekend to interview me about my dark history?¡± ¡°I want to tell you that you don¡¯t have to care about what others say. Almost every month, a new batch of patients will be admitted to the inpatient department. You can¡¯t control them all. Besides, didn¡¯t you persuade me not to care about other people¡¯s gossip back then? Why are you conflicted now?¡± While Cheng Zheng was waiting for the traffic light to turn green, he turned to look at Fang Yan. The latter was still sulking. Cheng Zheng had no choice but to change the topic. He turned on the car music. It was Lin Hai¡¯s ¡°Voice Thoughts¡±. The crisp notes flowed out. Fang Yan enjoyed it. She thought to herself that not every boy liked rock music. After half an album, Cheng Zheng parked his car in front of a garden villa. Fang Yan got out of the car and felt that this place looked more and more familiar. ¡°Isn¡¯t this that private custom-made shop? Is the thing we ordered done?¡± Cheng Zheng held Fang Yan¡¯s hand and leaned over to look at her. ¡°Yes, our things are ready, but this house is not theirs. This is my home. It will be our home from now on.¡± Fang Yan looked at the quiet three-story building. Judging from the time and direction of their car, they should be in the Second Ring Road, an area where every inch of land was worth gold. ¡°Are you saying that you bought this house?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right. Are you worried that you¡¯ll take on the mortgage? No, I¡¯m paying in full.¡± Cheng Zheng pulled Fang Yan to the door and entered her fingerprint. He also recorded Fang Yan¡¯s fingerprint on it. Although it was not her first time here, Fang Yan¡¯s mood was completely different from the last time. Scrutiny, curiosity, joy, and a little bit of disbelief. Actually, from the first time she walked in, Fang Yan had fallen in love. Cheng Zheng brought her around briefly. Only then did Fang Yan know that only one floor of this house had been renovated. The upper two floors only had snow-white walls. ¡°I¡¯m not sure what style you¡¯d like, and you¡¯re an art student. I thought it would be better to leave you some room to play.¡± Fang Yan had become famous at a young age. Her paintings were very popular internationally, so in the past two years, Fang Yan had not lacked money. However, she did not dare to think about living in such a place. ¡°This is the first time I know that a doctor¡¯s career prospects are so bright. Director Cheng, you didn¡¯t rob a bank behind my back, did you?¡± Chapter 30 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Zheng feigned horror and covered Fang Yan¡¯s mouth. ¡°Shh! We can¡¯t talk about that.¡± Fang Yan smiled and moved back. Her warm breath landed on Cheng Zheng¡¯s palm, tickling him. ¡°Being a doctor is not a fast way to get rich, but my family is good at investing. I can be considered to have benefited from it and saved some money. If you don¡¯t believe me, you can look at the contract. These documents are also legally binding.¡± ¡°Contract?¡± Fang Yan followed Cheng Zheng¡¯s gaze. On the solid wooden table that was originally filled with tools were two documents and a velvet gift box embroidered with golden patterns. On the first page of the document was the words ¡°House Gift Agreement¡±. Fang Yan picked up the document and quickly flipped through it. ¡°You want to give me this three-story building? This¡­¡± Cheng Zheng corrected her. ¡°It¡¯s not a gift. This is our house to begin with. We just changed it to your name. It¡¯s just a formality. You don¡¯t have to mind.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°¡­¡± Why did this sound so awkward? Wasn¡¯t it usually the man who insisted on writing his name on the property deed? ¡°Moreover, this is the Cheng family¡¯s rule. Every Mrs. Cheng has it. You said before that you wanted me to tell my family later. I promised you. If they find out that you didn¡¯t even confiscate this, they will definitely break my legs.¡± Fang Yan looked at the suddenly aggrieved Cheng Zheng and was shocked. She pointed at a number on the last page of the document. ¡°Cheng Zheng, be reasonable. What do you mean by ¡®even this¡¯? Look at how much it costs!¡± Cheng Zheng did not even look at it. ¡°It¡¯s not as expensive as mine.¡± Fang Yan was convinced. Wasn¡¯t it just being arrogant? Who didn¡¯t know how to be arrogant! Fang Yan cleared her throat in all seriousness. ¡°You don¡¯t have that much freedom with me. Don¡¯t think that you can bribe me with the house. I want to make three rules with you.¡± Cheng Zheng sat down on the chair opposite Fang Yan and blinked his bright black eyes. ¡°Is three enough? How about thirty?¡± Fang Yan glared back. It was just a casual remark. She wasn¡¯t a manager, so how could she make up 30 rules? ¡°First, tell your family about us in two years.¡± Cheng Zheng laughed at her honesty. She used up a rule spot for something they had agreed on. ¡°Cheng Zheng, be serious!¡± Fang Yan criticized him. ¡°Secondly, you can¡¯t force me to do something I¡¯m unwilling to do.¡± Cheng Zheng nodded. ¡°For example?¡± ¡°Like cleaning, cooking, washing dishes, and¡­ sleeping with you. I¡¯m not ready for that yet.¡± Cheng Zheng thought for a while and asked, ¡°Anything else?¡± ¡°If you meet your true love one day,¡± Fang Yan could feel Cheng Zheng¡¯s eyes darken slightly, so she quickly changed her words, ¡°I mean, if you meet someone you like more, you have to tell me yourself. Don¡¯t let anyone come to me.¡± Cheng Zheng was silent, so silent that Fang Yan began to wonder if her request was too rude. In Fang Yan¡¯s heart, the answer was yes, but she had no choice. From the beginning, her motive for choosing marriage was not pure. She just wanted to find a suitable person and let her grandmother witness the ¡°completion¡± of her life at the right time. As for whether it was really perfect, Fang Yan didn¡¯t care. This was also the reason why she didn¡¯t want Cheng Zheng¡¯s family to know. In Fang Yan¡¯s subconscious mind, she and Cheng Zheng would not last long. However, she still chose Cheng Zheng. Not only did Cheng Zheng satisfy all of Jiang Lan¡¯s expectations, but he also had a good temper that was extremely tolerant of her. Fang Yan didn¡¯t want to make herself suffer, especially like the pitiful women she had seen. Therefore, she would not change because of Cheng Zheng¡¯s silence or the guilt that suddenly appeared in her heart. Fang Yan closed the document and said to Cheng Zheng, ¡°You can consider it carefully.¡± ¡°There¡¯s no need to think about it. I¡¯ll add these later. There are two copies, so prepare to sign them. But, in my opinion,¡± Cheng Zheng put away the documents and put them aside, then looked at Fang Yan, ¡°you¡¯re just lazy!¡± Fang Yan: ¡°?¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°Isn¡¯t it? Too lazy to make any changes to this marriage. You don¡¯t even want to worry about a love rival.¡± Fang Yan pursed her lips. That made sense. Chapter 31 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The hospital did not know that Cheng Zheng was already married, so Cheng Zheng had no reason to take a long vacation. Although it was the weekend, he had to run to the hospital when he received the call. Cheng Zheng originally wanted to send Fang Yan home, but Fang Yan was too tired and did not want to cause trouble. She also did not want to delay Cheng Zheng¡¯s schedule, so she prepared to make do on the first floor for the night. The December night was already so cold that it made one shiver. Before Cheng Zheng went out, he turned on the heater. ¡°The air conditioner is too dry for a night. I set a time. When the temperature of the heater rises, it will automatically turn off. If you can¡¯t sleep, you can leave a message for me. Call me if there¡¯s anything. If you can¡¯t reach me, call Xiao Song or Sister Liu, they will answer.¡± Fang Yan rolled her eyes and urged him to leave. ¡°I¡¯m not a child.¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°You don¡¯t want to do any work, and you¡¯re afraid of fighting with beautiful women over your husband. Of course you¡¯re not a child. You¡¯re a beautiful vase I invited back to keep at home.¡± Fang Yan blushed and pretended to kick him. In the past, she actually felt that Cheng Zheng was easy to talk to. This was really a big scam from the People¡¯s Hospital. After sending off the annoyance, Fang Yan returned to the table. It was the ¡°pre-wedding gift¡± that the two of them had custom-made last time. Fang Yan lifted the exquisite velvet lid, and a diamond-studded pendant lay inside. The style was chosen by Fang Yan. One main diamond was placed at the key point connected to the chain, and the other few small diamonds were embedded in the platinum pendant below, like starlight scattered on the sea level. It was really beautiful. Fang Yan gently picked up the pendant and discovered that there seemed to be something engraved on the back. It was carved by Cheng Zheng. ¡°A blooming moon¡±. Fang Yan carefully touched it with her finger and could even feel the petals that grew wantonly in the monthly season. It was extremely exquisite. She did not know how Cheng Zheng did it. Was this the talent of holding a scalpel? Fang Yan¡¯s mother, Zhang Rong, liked the Chinese roses the most when she was alive. She said that the Chinese roses were the flowers of hope, which meant that there was someone to stay with. However, Fang Yan had never known what Zhang Rong was implying. Who was she waiting for? In Fang Yan¡¯s opinion, that bastard Fang Ke was not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as a beautiful thing like the Chinese rose. Then who was she waiting for? Fang Yan looked at herself in the mirror. Her neck was slender and fair, and the Chinese roses pendant was hanging a little below her collarbone. It was beautiful. Then what about Cheng Zheng? Would he be someone she could treat? When Fang Yan woke up on the soft sofa, it was already noon the next day. There was an unread message on her phone. It was from Cheng Zheng, saying goodnight to Fang Yan. Fang Yan looked at the time it was sent. It was already after midnight. It seemed that he had been busy for most of the night yesterday. Fang Yan tidied herself up and decided to give herself half a day off to go to the home market. Cheng Zheng accepted all of Fang Yan¡¯s strange requests. There were only two conditions. He would sign a gift contract and move to the small garden building to live with him. Of course, there were two rooms on the first floor of the small building. Even if the two floors above had not been decorated, it would not conflict with Fang Yan¡¯s second request. Fang Yan could not refuse. In that case, she might as well think of a way to live more comfortably. Chapter 32 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios When there were still two minutes left on the screen, Cheng Zheng arrived. When she saw him, Fang Yan completely forgot about the imposing manner she had when she was shouting into the phone. Without waiting for the chauffeur to get out of the car, Fang Yan skillfully opened the backseat door and stuffed a bag of miscellaneous items inside. Then, she quickly got into the front passenger seat. Cheng Zheng had just pulled up the handbrake and unbuckled his seatbelt when he saw that Fang Yan had already closed the car door and was panting in her seat. Fang Yan¡¯s head was covered in sweat from shopping in the afternoon. It was a windy day, and she was dressed in an artistic French outfit. She looked like she had experienced the vicissitudes of an American village. As Cheng Zheng raised the temperature of the car, he said calmly, ¡°If we hadn¡¯t spoken on the phone in advance, I would have thought that you were looking for me to escape with you.¡± It was rare that Fang Yan did not mind his teasing. Instead, she thanked him sincerely. After catching her breath, Fang Yan began to count her spoils of war with Cheng Zheng. There were all kinds of strange small ornaments, cute bedside humidifiers, various shapes of cushions, and so on. Cheng Zheng sighed. He wanted to reach out and touch Fang Yan¡¯s head, but in the end, he poked her with his index finger. ¡°Don¡¯t do such things in the future. You¡¯re so stupid.¡± Fang Yan was stunned and said apologetically, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Did I cause you trouble? Indeed, I don¡¯t understand your style either. I acted on my own.¡± Cheng Zheng quickly realized that his expression was inappropriate. He had been in the hospital for a long time and was already used to simple and effective ways of expressing himself. Even if he occasionally went out to relax with his friends, they were still a group of men and did not have much care for communication. Once people relaxed, they would subconsciously choose the social mode they were most familiar with. However, this short expression sounded like a reproach in life. ¡°I¡¯m saying, next time you have work to do, don¡¯t do it alone. Remember to catch an unlucky guy who helps you carry your bag.¡± Cheng Zheng pointed at himself. ¡°Like me.¡± A smile slowly appeared on Fang Yan¡¯s face. ¡°Okay.¡± Cheng Zheng started the car. ¡°Seriously, you don¡¯t even know how to slack off, and you still need someone to teach you. Other than the things at the back, what else did you buy?¡± ¡°Ah! There¡¯s also a mattress and a few four-piece sets, kitchen utensils, and an eye-protecting lamp.¡± Fang Yan¡¯s voice became cheerful. ¡°I asked the shop to pack them up and send them back.¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°Good, not too stupid.¡± Cheng Zheng drove very steadily. The passenger seat was spacious and warm. Just as Fang Yan was about to fall asleep, he heard Cheng Zheng call her name in a low voice. ¡°Fang Yan.¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°Sometimes, when I¡¯m especially tired, my words will be a little harsh. Don¡¯t be angry,¡± Cheng Zheng explained. Fang Yan suddenly understood that this person was apologizing to her in his way. Fang Yan was secretly happy in her heart. She felt that this was completely unnecessary. She was wondering how such an honest person could get to the position of the department director. However, Cheng Zheng was not worth getting sad for at all. Too often, as long as Cheng Zheng thought about it, he could guess the thoughts of the person he was with close to the mark, not far off. However, he was used to simplicity and was unwilling to live in schemes. Fang Yan and Cheng Zheng did not go home directly. The two of them had not eaten dinner and were hungry. On the way, they saw a Chuan Yu hotpot restaurant. The decoration was average, but the business was booming. Fang Yan kept looking over. ¡°Shall we try it too?¡± Cheng Zheng suggested. ¡°Maybe not today.¡± Fang Yan had just received a message from Qi You asking if she was free. The next sentence was ¡°I¡¯m in the hospital¡¯s emergency room.¡± Fang Yan did not know what had happened, and it was not appropriate for her to tell Cheng Zheng what she had guessed. She only vaguely said that her friend was injured and needed someone to accompany her, and asked Cheng Zheng to go back first. ¡°Wait a minute.¡± Cheng Zheng said. Cheng Zheng parked the car by the roadside and got out himself. When he returned, he handed Fang Yan a hot paper bag. ¡°Which hospital?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. ¡°The Third Courtyard.¡± Cheng Zheng: ¡°It¡¯s not too far from here, just a few minutes. Don¡¯t be anxious. Your friend is in the hospital, and he¡¯s conscious. He¡¯s probably fine. There¡¯s hot water and warm milk in the bag, and some food. It¡¯s been heated up. Pick some and eat first, and bring the rest to your friend.¡± Fang Yan opened the bag, and the hot fragrance of grilled sausages and oden quickly filled the air. Fang Yan looked at Cheng Zheng, who was focused on driving. ¡°What about you?¡± ¡°Me? Is it alright for me to go over?¡± Cheng Zheng thought about it and seemed to be thinking of a suitable idea. ¡°I¡¯ll meet you at the entrance of the hospital. As usual, contact me by phone.¡± Fang Yan said, ¡°Chief Cheng, don¡¯t be so serious as if you¡¯re on the operating table. I¡¯m asking you what you¡¯re having for dinner.¡± Chapter 33 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Fang Yan quickly found Qi You in the emergency room. Fang Yan had been in the hospital for a long time. One look at the number of medical staff paying attention to Qi You and she knew that it was not something life-threatening. However, Qi You¡¯s mental state was not good. Her eyes were red and swollen, and even her nose was slightly red. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time. When she saw who it was, Qi You struggled to stand up and hugged Fang Yan. Fang Yan was pushed back a step by the force, and most of Qi You¡¯s body was pushed out of the bed. Fang Yan hugged Qi You tightly and propped her up. ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Aren¡¯t you on leave at home these two days? Why are you in the hospital?¡± ¡°Yanyan, I¡¯m pregnant¡­¡± Qi You looked up. The silk shirt Fang Yan was wearing was already wet with tears. ¡°You!¡± Fang Yan didn¡¯t even need to think to know who the child¡¯s father was. She felt the back of her head throbbing in pain. ¡°Don¡¯t scold me first. Listen to me.¡± Qi You sobbed. ¡°My period has never been accurate. Initially, I was still hoping that it wouldn¡¯t be such a coincidence. But no, it hurt too much. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bathroom floor. I was too afraid, so I called the doctor.¡± Qi You cried pitifully, and the anger in Fang Yan¡¯s stomach could not be vented. ¡°Stop talking about this. I¡¯m not blaming you. What did the doctor say?¡± ¡°The doctor said it¡¯s been more than three months.¡± ¡°Three months?¡± Fang Yan repeated softly. Although she had never been a mother, she knew that abortion after the baby was formed would harm the mother very much. Fang Yan said cautiously, ¡°So you plan to keep this child, right?¡± Qi You looked at Fang Yan. She did not say yes or no. She only begged Fang Yan to think of a way to help her hide it and not let her family know. ¡°They¡¯ll kill me!¡± ¡°Nonsense!¡± Fang Yan scolded softly. She held Qi You¡¯s cold hand and thought of the hot milk Cheng Zheng had bought. She quickly took it out and placed it in Qi You¡¯s palm. ¡°But this isn¡¯t the way. Youyou, have you tried to communicate with your parents? What¡¯s more important than their daughter?¡± Fang Yan and Qi You¡¯s friendship lasted throughout their student days. What Fang Yan envied the most was Qi You¡¯s beautiful family. The Qi family were made up of businesspeople. They were dignified and rich, and they were willing to spend money on their only daughter. Qi You had the best in terms of food, clothing, and necessities. Qi You, though, did not understand the yearning in the eyes of others. ¡°It¡¯s easy for them to spend money. Even if I don¡¯t spend it, others will.¡± This was the only time Qi You mentioned her family. Fang Yan did not understand at that time, but out of respect, she did not ask further. Even now, Fang Yan did not think that the Qi family¡¯s parents would make things difficult for her daughter because of the temporary economic crisis or Qi You¡¯s emotional detour. While the two of them were silent, Qi You¡¯s phone screen flashed a few more times. Fang Yan went to take a look. There were twelve missed calls from Qi You¡¯s mother. Fang Yan looked at Qi You again. Qi You was quietly holding a milk bottle and had no intention of paying attention to her. Fang Yan patiently advised, ¡°Youyou, Auntie still cares about you. Otherwise, she wouldn¡¯t have called so many times. She¡¯s worried about you.¡± As if to confirm Fang Yan¡¯s words, Mother Qi¡¯s thirteenth call came. Qi You sighed silently. Her shoulders collapsed as if she had lost all her strength. Finally, she made up her mind and said to Fang Yan, ¡°Answer it.¡± She wanted her to answer it? Fang Yan looked puzzled, but Qi You stopped looking at her. Fang Yan decided to pick the phone up. Fang Yan gathered her emotions and pressed the answer button. The person on the other end of the line seemed to be surprised that she had picked up the call. She was stunned for two seconds. Then, the middle-aged woman¡¯s hoarse and ear-piercing voice tore through Fang Yan¡¯s beautiful imagination of the Qi family. ¡°Qi You! Where did you go, you slut! Your father and I finally managed to hook you up with President Li and we¡¯re about to get the money. What¡¯s wrong with you spending a night with him? Do you really think you can ask for a higher price just because you¡¯re noble? It¡¯s all because I raised you well! I¡¯ve been providing for you since you were young! Let me tell you, your father still has two daughters outside. If you don¡¯t want to go, they¡¯ll squeeze their heads out. Don¡¯t blame me for not reminding you. When the time comes, you won¡¯t get a single cent of the Qi family¡¯s money!¡± Chapter 34 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Was this something a biological mother could say? Fang Yan felt her breathing stop. Mrs. Qi was still talking furiously. Just as Fang Yan was hesitating whether to end this terrible call, Qi You reached out and took back her cell phone. ¡°Mom, I¡¯m at the hospital.¡± The person on the other end was stunned for a moment and restrained her tone. ¡°Then come over quickly. Which hospital are you in? Mom will drive over to pick you up. Xiao You, it¡¯s okay if you¡¯re sick. Mom doesn¡¯t blame you. If President Li sees you, it might show that we¡¯re sincere. By the way, is your face injured?¡± ¡°Mom!¡± Qi You¡¯s voice trembled with endless grievance. ¡°I don¡¯t want to marry him. I¡¯m your daughter too. Can you stop forcing me?¡± ¡°What nonsense are you talking about! What¡¯s President Li¡¯s net worth? If he likes you, you won¡¯t have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life. You don¡¯t have to waste your youth on that lousy management company. I¡¯m doing this for your own good!¡± Qi You felt that the most hidden corner of his heart was still crushed into powder. ¡°For my own good¡­¡± She smiled weakly and shouted, ¡°You might as well tell me that you¡¯re after his money! If he¡¯s so good, why don¡¯t you marry him yourself!¡± Mrs. Qi was so angry that she laughed instead. ¡°Do you think I¡¯m so willing to be with your father, that good-for-nothing? Let me tell you, if President Li had taken a fancy to me today, I would have gone over to be his concubine. If you¡¯re really my daughter, have some ambition and don¡¯t go against money!¡± Fang Yan and Qi You were even more silent after hanging up. This call had exhausted their energy. Especially Qi You. Before rushing to the hospital, Fang Yan was worried that Qi You would take things too hard. But now, she was also taking things too hard. Fang Yan took two deep breaths and asked, ¡°Who is that President Li?¡± Qi You¡¯s voice was calm. ¡°I heard that he started by selling land. He¡¯s an old man in his seventies.¡± Fang Yan said angrily, ¡°What¡¯s the difference between this and selling your daughter!¡± As soon as she said that, Fang Yan felt that her tone was a little harsh. However, Qi You smiled. ¡°She¡¯s selling me, that¡¯s exactly it. Fang Yan, when I was young, I always felt that they didn¡¯t really care about me, but I always had fantasies in my heart. Now that I can finally face reality, it¡¯s quite good.¡± Fang Yan really did not know how to persuade her. She asked her if she had thought of a way to deal with the child. ¡°It¡¯s just a matter of a few months. When the baby is born, they don¡¯t have to raise it. But Yanyan, you must not tell them. My mother, that crazy woman¡­ She¡¯ll definitely think of ways to abort the child!¡± Fang Yan comforted her. ¡°What about Ren Yuan? Does he know?¡± Qi You shook her head gently. Seeing Fang Yan frown, she promised, ¡°Yanyan, I know you think I¡¯m being impulsive, but Ren Yuan and I are not what you think. My parents are married in a business marriage. They are together for money, but we are not! Ren Yuan and I are truly in love!¡± ¡°It¡¯s just that his career is on the rise now. He can¡¯t withstand the pressure of public opinion to get married and have a child. He won¡¯t agree to me having this child. Yanyan, help me again and tell him later, okay?¡± ¡°Fine.¡± The two of them chatted for a while more before Ren Yuan came over tightly. He was wearing black clothes, black pants, and a hoodie. A pair of sunglasses covered most of his face. It was a stark contrast to Fang Yan¡¯s magnanimity. However, Ren Yuan was a sweet talker, and Qi You enjoyed it very much. She immediately perked up. Fang Yan took a deep look at Ren Yuan. Ren Yuan did not take off his sunglasses, but Fang Yan knew that he was also looking at her. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, thank you for taking care of Youyou.¡± Ren Yuan¡¯s voice sounded sincere and affectionate. As expected of a good seedling in the entertainment industry, Fang Yan thought. Fang Yan averted her gaze and looked at Qi You. ¡°Rest here first. I¡¯ll go get your medicine before leaving.¡± ¡°Yanyan,¡± Qi You called out to Ho Jiayan and asked softly, ¡°You said that the food was bought by Director Cheng. Are you guys together too?¡± Fang Yan did not reply. She did not know how to explain the marriage certificate in her bag and the misuse of the word ¡°too¡± by Qi You. She did not want to compare Ren Yuan to Cheng Zheng. Qi You took it as Ren Yuan¡¯s best friend being embarrassed. ¡°Yanyan, you must choose well. Marry the person you truly love and live happily ever after.¡± Chapter 35 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios In the ward, Ren Yuan handed Qi You the milk tea that his assistant had sent over. ¡°The doctor won¡¯t let me drink it,¡± Qi You said. Ren Yuan put down the milk tea and smiled as he hugged Qi You in his arms. ¡°Then listen to the doctor. I¡¯ll cook porridge for you when we get home.¡± Qi You smiled brightly and praised, ¡°I knew you were the best.¡± ¡°Youyou, I heard that the traditional art circle looks down on people with an entertainment industry background like us. Sister Fang Yan has never trusted me, is it because¡­¡± Qi You grabbed Ren Yuan¡¯s moving hand. ¡°Yanyan is not that kind of person. She took the initiative to get the medicine to help you. There are many people in the hospital. She understands the disguise.¡± ¡°Let¡¯s try not to trouble Sister Fang Yan in the future, okay? Didn¡¯t you say that her grandmother¡¯s health isn¡¯t good? Then it would be very difficult for her to take care of her usually.¡± Qi You was infected by Ren Yuan¡¯s thoughtfulness. ¡°You¡¯re right. Then you have to treat me better and spend more time with me. We¡¯ll try not to disturb Yanyan.¡± When she returned to the garden, Fang Yan was still thinking about Qi You¡¯s last words. Could she live a happy life by marrying someone she loved? Not necessarily. Fang Yan felt that it was better to be like her and Cheng Zheng, to live together peacefully rather than to be a couple who looked harmonious on the surface. Cheng Zheng had already opened the package sent by the express delivery and arranged the new bed items. The two-meter-wide bed in the master bedroom looked brand new. It was the cream-colored color that Fang Yan had carefully selected. The combination of high-quality cotton and rabbit fur looked surprisingly soft and touchable. This was a silent invitation. Fang Yan was tempted. She had slept on the sofa for the entire night yesterday. Now, she really wanted to roll around on the big bed. But Cheng Zheng was lying on it. Dressed in dark gray knitted pajamas, Cheng Zheng was lazily leaning against the head of the bed, hugging Fang Yan¡¯s new fluffy pillow and reading literature. Fang Yan cursed silently. What kind of torture was this? She had to think of a way to get rid of this person! ¡°Cheng Zheng, did you clean up the room just now? Not bad. I didn¡¯t expect you to have so many skills, haha.¡± As soon as Fang Yan finished speaking, she wanted to block her throat. As expected, her talent in expressing herself was not high. She only had nonsense skills. Cheng Zheng put away the documents and raised his hand to rub the space between his eyebrows. ¡°Are you trying to say that I did well?¡± Fang Yan nodded. He was indeed a star student. ¡°Reward?¡± Cheng Zheng straightened up and asked for Fang Yan¡¯s opinion. Fang Yan: ¡°What do you want?¡± ¡°Where¡¯s my painting?¡± Cheng Zheng looked at Fang Yan. ¡°If I remember correctly, Teacher Fang Yan should be preparing the artwork for the university¡¯s art exhibition, right? Why don¡¯t we do it today?¡± Fang Yan: ¡°¡­¡± Fang Yan closed her eyes. She was done for. She had almost forgotten about this matter. Cheng Zheng had just reminded her. As a person who kept her word, when Fang Yan absent-mindedly moved the easel over, she once again sighed at Cheng Zheng¡¯s outstanding execution. He had already stripped himself naked. Cheng Zheng¡¯s skin was slightly pale. At this moment, he was lying on his side on the soft bed, only using a long robe to cover his vital parts. He supported his head with his hand and his eyes were half-closed, like a top male model taking photos for a magazine. Fang Yan stared at the person on the bed and subconsciously loosened her grip. ¡°Ouch!¡± Fang Yan cried out in pain. Then, there was the sound of an easel falling to the ground. Cheng Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and rushed over. Fang Yan immediately turned to the side. ¡°You, you, you! Hooligan!¡± Cheng Zheng placed the easel aside and examined Fang Yan¡¯s injuries. ¡°Make yourself clear. I¡¯m a married man. How am I a hooligan if I take off my shirt after taking a shower in my own house?¡± Fang Yan slowly turned around. Sure enough, Cheng Zheng was also wearing a pair of shorts that wrapped around his slender and powerful leg muscles. Fang Yan¡¯s breath became hotter and hotter, but Cheng Zheng¡¯s expression darkened. Fang Yan was wearing loose home clothes. There were wounds of varying lengths on her calves, ankles, and the insides of her arms. Cheng Zheng could clearly see that it was an old injury from countless years ago. If the one responsible for these scars insisted on inflicting pain in these places, the person must be extremely shameless. He wanted to hit someone¡¯s most painful spot, but he did not want to be discovered and have people see his true heartless nature. Cheng Zheng reached out to touch the wound on Fang Yan¡¯s ankle. His fingertips were warm, making Fang Yan¡¯s heart tremble. ¡°This is the ¡°easel¡± you mentioned?¡± Cheng Zheng asked. ¡°It¡¯s from my father,¡± Fang Yan said. Chapter 36 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The coldness and resentment in Cheng Zheng¡¯s eyes seemed to resonate with Fang Yan from more than ten years ago. Fang Yan¡¯s chest felt stuffy. Zhang Rong¡¯s injuries were no less than hers, but everyone only cried when they saw them. Some were heartbroken, and some were angry. Only Cheng Zheng, like Fang Yan back then, wanted to calmly counterattack and resist violence. Fang Yan did not want to see Cheng Zheng like this. She hugged him gently. At that moment, Cheng Zheng¡¯s viciousness dissipated and softened. ¡°How can he tear down the easel every time he hits someone? He usually hits whatever he catches. It saves energy.¡± Cheng Zheng knew that it was impossible for that memory to be as easy to talk about as Fang Yan was now. He hugged Fang Yan even tighter. ¡°Yanyan, he¡¯s not worthy of being a father. Let¡¯s forget about him.¡± ¡°Okay, let¡¯s forget about him.¡± Cheng Zheng nodded. ¡°What about your father? What was he like?¡± ¡°Hmph, that old man,¡± Cheng Zheng said reluctantly. ¡°He always hits me too.¡± Hearing Cheng Zheng¡¯s controlled tone, Fang Yan couldn¡¯t help but laugh. Cheng Zheng was furious and gently pinched the waist of the person in his arms. Unexpectedly, Fang Yan couldn¡¯t stop herself from laughing. After being angry for a while, Cheng Zheng also laughed. In the morning, the two of them should have woken up in each other¡¯s arms under the first ray of sunlight. But a phone call dragged Cheng Zheng out of bed. The caller ID was Yang Chen. Cheng Zheng glanced at Fang Yan, who was still sound asleep, and walked away with the phone. ¡°Brother Zheng, why are you so slow? Come out. I¡¯ve reserved a table at Yun Ji. I¡¯ll treat you to breakfast.¡± Cheng Zheng was speechless. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you? Asking someone to eat at 5:30 in the morning. If you want to go, go yourself!¡± ¡°Hey! What do you mean? Shouldn¡¯t you have just finished your shift at this time? Did you add an outpatient consultation in the morning?¡± Yang Chen said as he flipped through his things. ¡°No, Brother Zheng, you didn¡¯t tell me that you changed your duty roster!¡± Cheng Zheng slapped his forehead. That¡¯s right, because of Fang Yan¡¯s appearance, he worked overtime non-stop. Liu Min couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and urged the people in the department to readjust the schedule, but Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t have time to say anything. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. The hospital has been very busy.¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine, Brother Zheng. I heard that the girl you asked me to investigate previously also went to Sea City? Did you find her?¡± Cheng Zheng looked at the milky white color half-hidden behind the door and replied, ¡°Yes, I found her.¡± Yang Chen hesitated for a moment and reminded her, ¡°Don¡¯t say that I¡¯m not loyal. Although that girl came from a family of calligraphy and painting, based on her parents¡¯ relationship, it¡¯s not wrong to say that her background is unknown. Have you thought about how to explain it to those stick-in-the-muds in your family?¡± ¡°I¡¯m just a surgical director. What¡¯s there to explain to the Presidents of a few corporations? If you have the time, why don¡¯t you care about Cheng Song? I heard that my second brother¡¯s design recently won several awards.¡± ¡°Alright, you¡¯re amazing, but you¡¯re still the third son of the Cheng family! By the way, Brother Zheng, you¡¯re still single, right?¡± Cheng Zheng answered vaguely. ¡°That¡¯s good. My sister graduated with a doctorate this year. If she goes to your hospital, help take care of her. You know that Yang Xi has admired you since she was young.¡± This time, Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t reply. Instead, he said meaningfully, ¡°Yang Chen, that¡¯s your biological sister. I can take care of her naturally, but the hospital isn¡¯t a place that cares about relationships, and neither is the neurosurgery department. I believe that with Yang Xi¡¯s strength, she doesn¡¯t need me to take extra care of her if she came to be a good doctor.¡± Yang Chen: ¡°¡­¡± Yang Chen had played with Cheng Zheng since he was young and understood his temperament. He stopped the discussion there. After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen could not help but sigh. He had done his best for his sister. He had no doubt that if he said another word, Cheng Zheng would take a taxi over and beat him up. This was a person who his sister had kept her chastity more than ten years for, all for the sake of a chance meeting. What could he do to help her get with this man? So what if he was single? This was hellish difficulty. Yang Chen¡¯s fingers moved quickly as he sent the latest information to Yang Xi. At the end, he did not forget to add that this was all he could do for her. He had a feeling that Cheng Zheng would not be single for long. Yang Xi seemed to have been guarding her cell phone. She replied very quickly: Thank you, Brother. I¡¯ll report to the hospital next week. Chapter 37 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios When Fang Yan woke up, Cheng Zheng had already gone to the hospital. It had been like this for the past few days. Just as Cheng Zheng had said, he was very busy. He was so busy that other than the time he spent with Fang Yan, he wished he could stay in the on-call room. Fang Yan casually tied her long hair into a bun and went to the kitchen for breakfast. That was what Cheng Zheng had prepared before he left. Today it was pancakes, tofu pudding, and a few side dishes. Fang Yan thought that it seemed like Cheng Zheng woke up late today and went straight to work after his morning run. If he had enough time, he preferred to make some simple food himself, such as sandwiches and sunny-side up eggs. Fang Yan put on some light makeup and went to the hospital. She had asked Dr. Xiao Song before. Jiang Lan would be discharged successfully in a few days. When Fang Yan arrived at the ward, it was lunchtime. A few intern doctors surrounded Jiang Lan and chatted non-stop. ¡°Why are you so happy? Dr. Little Song, the corners of your mouth are curled up to the sky.¡± Xiao Song¡¯s senior said, ¡°It¡¯s all because of his newfound seniority. A new batch of interns came to our hospital on Monday. He¡¯s finally not the youngest anymore.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Xiao Song said, ¡°Sister Fang Yan, you don¡¯t know, but they¡¯re all PhD students. I wonder how it feels to hear a PhD student call you senior.¡± At the same time, his senior sister laughed at him. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯ve taken a fancy to our Yang Xi. She¡¯s a beautiful and talented student, don¡¯t even think about it. Countless people have gone over to fawn over her today, but she¡¯s cold and aloof. I heard that she likes our Director Cheng, and the only department she¡¯s interested in is our neurosurgery department.¡± ¡°My master?¡± Doctor Little Song glanced at the expressionless Fang Yan and immediately changed his words. ¡°What¡¯s so good about being a PhD student? Sister Fang Yan also graduated with a PhD. How is she lacking?¡± Fang Yan said innocently, ¡°I have a master¡¯s degree.¡± Xiao Song glared at her stupid teammates and pulled her two senior sisters to go on duty. Jiang Lan nagged worriedly, ¡°Director Cheng has a little fan?¡± ¡°Grandma,¡± Fang Yan reminded Jiang Lan, ¡°Director Cheng is my fan. Have you forgotten?¡± As she spoke, Fang Yan arranged Jiang Lan¡¯s food box. After watching her finish eating, she went to deliver lunch to Cheng Zheng. Fang Yan was not very good at cooking, so she went to the restaurant recommended by Qi You to order food. Enemies were bound to meet on a narrow road. Fang Yan bumped into Yang Xi. Yang Xi had just come out of Cheng Zheng¡¯s office when she saw Fang Yan from afar. She raised her hand and greeted her. Those who didn¡¯t know better would think that the two of them were good friends who had been separated for many years. A nurse who passed by introduced her. ¡°She¡¯s an intern who just transferred to our department. She¡¯s a really good person. Every one of us received imported snacks.¡± Yang Xi walked over gracefully. ¡°You must be Sister Fang Yan. Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters said that Brother Cheng Zheng is wooing you. Is that true? Are you his girlfriend?¡± ¡°I¡¯m Fang Yan, but Cheng Zheng didn¡¯t mention you to me. If you¡¯re curious about his private matters, you can ask him yourself.¡± Fang Yan was about to leave when Yang Xi stopped her. ¡°Since you¡¯re Brother Cheng Zheng¡¯s friend, you¡¯re my friend. Brother Cheng Zheng hasn¡¯t started his surgery work yet. My doctorate specializes in neurology.¡± Yang Xi specially emphasized on the word neurology. ¡°You don¡¯t understand such medical terms, right? It¡¯s okay. If you have any problems in the future, you can look for me.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Fang Yan handed the lunch box to Yang Xi. ¡°I¡¯m here to deliver food. Do you want to eat it for him?¡± ¡°You!¡± Yang Xi looked down at the food box with the transparent lid. ¡°Don¡¯t you know that Brother Cheng Zheng doesn¡¯t like to eat fish? He likes Japanese food!¡± Fang Yan said calmly, ¡°Eating fish is healthy. It¡¯s also suitable for you and nourishes your brain.¡± Looking at Fang Yan¡¯s back, Yang Xi felt that this person was really annoying. How could her Brother Cheng Zheng like such a woman! Yang Xi frowned slightly. She had chased after Cheng Zheng for so long and had repelled countless potential love rivals. How could she be intimidated by Fang Yan? She didn¡¯t believe it! However, when Yang Xi asked Cheng Zheng out for dinner that night, she was rejected again. Yang Xi had exquisite makeup on, but tears welled up in her eyes. ¡°Brother Cheng Zheng, I haven¡¯t seen you for three years. Do you have to treat me like this? Then why did I study medicine so hard?¡± Cheng Zheng said indifferently, ¡°I¡¯ve never bullied you, Yang Xi, but your brother Yang Chen is the only brother you have. You can only be willful to him. If you only study medicine for me, you won¡¯t be able to stay in the neurosurgery department for the assessment in the second half of the year.¡± Yang Xi was stunned. She did not expect Cheng Zheng to be so ruthless. Yang Xi blushed and retorted, ¡°Can¡¯t I have my own ideals?¡± ¡°That¡¯s good.¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s voice was still calm. ¡°Then don¡¯t waste your energy on me. In the future, call me Director Cheng when in the hospital.¡± Chapter 38 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios People were always willing to be more tolerant of beautiful things. Therefore, even though Yang Xi¡¯s professional level was slightly inferior to the doctors of the same batch, it did not affect her ability to survive in the neurosurgery department. Whenever there were any improvements worth mentioning, Yang Xi would always lower her head and hide her smile. She would softly say, ¡°It¡¯s all thanks to Director Cheng¡¯s good teaching.¡± As time passed, more and more people in the department wanted to match them together. However, Cheng Zheng never talked about personal matters during work hours. If he had a lunch break, he would stay in Jiang Lan¡¯s ward. Jiang Lan¡¯s wardmate had recently left the hospital, so the place was temporarily spacious. Yang Xi held the disinfectant tray and stood at the door of Jiang Lan¡¯s ward for a long time. When would she be able to listen to Cheng Zheng speak softly like he did to Fang Yan? When would she be able to lose her temper without any worry and complain? She was clearly the one who grew up with Cheng Zheng! Doctor Xiao Song walked over. ¡°Yang Xi? Why are you in a daze here?¡± Yang Xi came back to her senses and revealed her trademark sweet smile. ¡°Hello, Senior Brother Little Song. I saw that there were not enough people at the nurses¡¯ station, so I helped to change the dressing of a few anxious patients.¡± Doctor Xiao Song: ¡°You¡¯re such a nice person. No wonder everyone likes you.¡± ¡°But Sister Fang Yan¡­¡± Yang Xi looked aggrieved and unwilling to say more. ¡°She relied on her good relationship with Brother Cheng Zheng and won¡¯t let me look for him. I went overseas to study and haven¡¯t seen Brother Cheng Zheng for a few years. I¡¯ve been back for so long this time, but I haven¡¯t had a meal with him.¡± ¡°How can that be? Yang Xi, you¡¯re thinking too much.¡± Yang Xi: ¡°Yes, maybe, but my brother and Brother Cheng Zheng grew up together. He has never seen Brother Cheng Zheng bring girls out to play. It can be seen that Sister Fang Yan and Brother Cheng Zheng¡¯s relationship is not that close. What do you think?¡± Seeing that her words were effective, Yang Xi waved her hand. ¡°Aiya, I¡¯m just a little angry and spouting nonsense. Senior, I¡¯ve prepared lunch for Brother Cheng Zheng. It¡¯s all his favorite food. I¡¯m afraid that he won¡¯t have time to pay attention to his diet. Can you help me send it in?¡± ¡°This¡­ isn¡¯t good, right?¡± Xiao Song hesitated. ¡°Just say that you gave it to her. Don¡¯t mention me. Otherwise, Sister Fang Yan will be angry with me again.¡± Xiao Song had a good impression of Yang Xi to begin with. When he thought of this goddess swallowing her anger without Cheng Zheng knowing, Xiao Song¡¯s heart softened. Yang Xi handed the work in her hands to the nurse and turned back to eavesdrop outside Jiang Lan¡¯s ward. In the ward, Fang Yan looked at the same type of food box that had appeared in Cheng Zheng¡¯s office and asked, ¡°What is this?¡± Outside the door, Yang Xi smiled proudly. The more she refused to let people mention her name, the more their hearts ached. In the end, everyone would know that she was the one who cared about Cheng Zheng the most. However, Yang Xi did not expect Senior Brother Little Song¡¯s brain to be so straightforward. Doctor Xiao Song opened it and said, ¡°Ah, I brought lunch for Master. I went out for Japanese food at noon and bought it on the way.¡± ¡°Mm, it looks good.¡± Fang Yan said. Cheng Zheng looked up at the Japanese food delivery and then at Fang Yan. ¡°You like it? Then eat that.¡± After saying that, he moved Fang Yan¡¯s unfinished boiled fish and rice to his side and gestured for Xiao Song to give the Japanese food to Fang Yan. Fang Yan looked at the sumptuous food box in front of him and sighed. It was really rare to eat Japanese food without fish. Fang Yan picked up a fried prawn and bit into it. ¡°It tastes authentic too. Cheng Zheng, you¡¯re quite popular.¡± Cheng Zheng smiled. ¡°Of course. My master has many friends.¡± Xiao Song recalled what Yang Xi said and probed, ¡°Sister Fang Yan, do you know Yang Chen? He lived in Japan for two years and is especially good at Japanese food.¡± Fang Yan became interested and looked at Cheng Zheng. ¡°Yang Chen? Your friend?¡± Cheng Zheng replied calmly, ¡°No.¡± After saying that, he looked at Xiao Song. ¡°Have you eaten?¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s two sentences did not have any change in tone, but Xiao Song inexplicably became nervous. However, he thought that Fang Yan really did not know Yang Chen. Did this mean that what Yang Xi said was true? Doctor Xiao Song: ¡°Not really. Yang Xi told me when I was talking with her.¡± Yang Xi turned around and left angrily. What a lousy teammate! He didn¡¯t say anything he should and couldn¡¯t shut up about the things he shouldn¡¯t! Cheng Zheng helped Jiang Lan adjust her blanket. It was the old woman¡¯s lunch break, and she was sleeping soundly. Then, Cheng Zheng looked straight at Xiao Song and asked lightly, ¡°What else did she say?¡± Chapter 39 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Xiao Song stood up for her goddess. ¡°Master, you¡¯ve only cared about Sister Fang Yan for the past two days. Junior Sister Yang Xi has suffered so much. You don¡¯t even know.¡± ¡°Is that so? Are you making her suffer by letting her stay outside the neurosurgery department? You make it sound so certain. Tell me, who bullied her?¡± Doctor Little Song looked in Fang Yan¡¯s direction and saw a pair of magnanimous eyes. He suddenly felt that his thoughts might be ridiculously wrong. ¡°You mean Fang Yan?¡± Cheng Zheng¡¯s voice gradually turned cold. ¡°Song Zhang, you¡¯ve grown up. How dare you say such things in front of me? What¡¯s in your head? Water?¡± After the short farce ended, only Xiao Song was hurt. At night, when the medical staff ended their shifts, Xiao Song saw Fang Yan and went to apologize again. Fang Yan laughed at him. ¡°How many times do you want to apologize in a day? Are you a broken record? Hurry up and get off work to accompany your girlfriend.¡± Xiao Song had a bitter expression on her face. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, don¡¯t worry about me. I have a surgery with Dr. Yao tonight.¡± Fang Yan nodded in understanding. ¡°Then I¡¯ll help you tell Cheng Zheng.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t!¡± Xiao Song looked like he was begging for mercy. ¡°Sister Fang Yan, I asked Master for it myself. Master originally wanted me to follow him the day after tomorrow. I didn¡¯t study up that case, so if I go on stage, Master will skin me alive! I¡¯ll go with Doctor Yao. Sister Fang Yan, don¡¯t be angry with Master.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not angry.¡± Fang Yan waved her newly bought handbag. ¡°Your master asked me out to play tonight. If you hadn¡¯t stopped me, we would have met up.¡± When Cheng Zheng and Fang Yan arrived, the music bar was already very lively. The waiter led the way eagerly. ¡°Mr. Cheng, you¡¯re busy, but you haven¡¯t been here for a long time. Who is this lady?¡± ¡°My friend.¡± Cheng Zheng held Fang Yan¡¯s hand and whispered into her ear, ¡°Why don¡¯t you consider whether you want to give me a new identity?¡± The waiter was as sweet as honey. ¡°Mr. Cheng¡¯s friend indeed has the same temperament. This is your seat. I wish the two of you a happy time.¡± Cheng Zheng pushed the door open and the two of them walked into the private room. When the men saw Fang Yan and Cheng Zheng appear together, their eyes widened! However, Cheng Zheng¡¯s aura was too strong. The few people who wanted to call Fang Yan sister-in-law were struggling to hold it in. Only the person on the right was not too surprised. Instead, he frowned in frustration. ¡°Yanyan, let me introduce you.¡± Cheng Zheng pointed at the tall boy on the left. ¡°Yan Meng, my high school classmate. He used to be a swimmer, but now he¡¯s retired. This bar belongs to him.¡± Yan Meng scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn¡¯t seem very talkative. ¡°Zhao Yao, my childhood friend has taken over the family business and is involved in real estate development. On the right, Shen Yue, my university classmate, is a pediatrician.¡± ¡°Hello!¡± ¡°Hello!¡± Zhao Yao and Shen Yue were much more enthusiastic than Yan Meng. They both came over to shake hands with Fang Yan. The atmosphere was friendly, and Fang Yan was no longer reserved. She knew that Cheng Zheng had taken what happened at noon seriously, so he couldn¡¯t wait to introduce his friends to her. Cheng Zheng chose to skip the last one. He jumped directly to Fang Yan and tilted his head to look at her. Fang Yan read his lips. He was asking if he should call her his girlfriend. Fang Yan blushed. Wasn¡¯t it weirder to say no on this occasion? Zhao Yao tried to undermine him. ¡°Aiyo! Cheng San! You¡¯re such a coward. So you asked us to help you confess!¡± Shen Yue said, ¡°That¡¯s right! Brother Zheng, you can¡¯t do this. Be careful, Sister-in-law will friendzone you later!¡± Fang Yan smiled and took a step behind Cheng Zheng. ¡°Hello, everyone. My name is Fang Yan, and I¡¯m Cheng Zheng¡¯s girlfriend.¡± A few men shouted and pulled Fang Yan to sit in the middle. Zhao Yao poured some fruit juice for Fang Yan. ¡°Sister-in-law, look, we guessed that you were coming today. We didn¡¯t order a bottle of wine. There¡¯s also soda water and coconut juice over there. What do you like to drink?¡± ¡°I¡¯m fine with anything.¡± Fang Yan picked up the nearest glass and took a sip. It was fragrant fruit juice, and the sweetness entered her throat. Fang Yan asked softly, ¡°What about Cheng Zheng? What did he like to eat when he was in school? Did he like fish?¡± Zhao Yao was used to being a profligate son and had rich emotional experience. He said sincerely, ¡°He¡¯s a medical student. How can he be picky? Sister-in-law, you don¡¯t have to care about him. He eats whatever he has!¡± Fang Yan was so amused that she rocked back and forth. At this moment, the nameless person who had been unwilling to sit down finally arrived. The door was pushed open again. Yang Xi hugged Cheng Zheng¡¯s neck. ¡°Brother Cheng Zheng, you¡¯re finally willing to come out and play!¡± Chapter 40 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Cheng Zheng¡¯s expression darkened. Yang Chen quickly pulled his octopus-like sister down. ¡°Yang Xi, speak properly. Your Brother Cheng Zheng brought his family here today. Don¡¯t mess around.¡± After Yang Chen called Yang Xi, he regretted it. He originally wanted to help his sister again to close the distance between her and Cheng Zheng, but later on, Yan Meng said that this gathering was planned by Cheng Zheng, and Yang Chen suddenly understood. Yang Xi had no chance. Yang Chen only hoped that his good intentions weren¡¯t misunderstood as ill will. ¡°Well, sis-in-law, my name is Yang Chen. This is my sister, Yang Xi. We lived close to Cheng Zheng when we were young and have known each other for many years. Yang Xi just returned to the country and lost her composure for a while. Don¡¯t mind her.¡± Fang Yan smiled and replied, ¡°No, it¡¯s nice to meet you. As for¡­ Little sister Yang Xi, we¡¯ve already met in the hospital. She¡¯s very likable.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t need you to tell me.¡± Yang Xi was fearless in front of Yang Chen. Yang Chen looked at Fang Yan apologetically and warned her in a low voice, ¡°Yang Xi! What¡¯s wrong with you!¡± Yang Chen pulled Yang Chen¡¯s arm. ¡°Brother, what¡¯s wrong with you? Why do you just randomly call her sister-in-law? Is she worthy? I¡¯ve already asked around. It¡¯s because of her that Brother Cheng Zheng suffered so many scoldings in the hospital. She¡¯s not worthy of Brother Cheng Zheng!¡± Cheng Zheng said coldly, ¡°Why don¡¯t you ask your brother? Hasn¡¯t he been scolded enough when chasing girls?¡± Yang Xi secretly repeated the words. Only then did she know that Cheng Zheng was lowering himself to help Fang Yan absolve herself. Her heart was broken. ¡°Brother! Say something.¡± Yang Chen did not dare to look at Cheng Zheng for a moment. He turned around and said to the others, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, my sister has just returned. I haven¡¯t found time to welcome her. Why don¡¯t we stop here today? I¡¯ll treat you another day and apologize to Sister-in-law.¡± ¡°Look! It¡¯s all your fault!¡± Zhao Yao was the first to react. He winked at Yan Meng and Shen Yue. ¡°We can¡¯t let you off so easily next time. Sister-in-law, let¡¯s extort Yang Chen next time!¡± Fang Yan nodded with a smile and walked to Cheng Zheng¡¯s side. ¡°I¡¯m going to the washroom.¡± Cheng Zheng took her bag naturally and said gently, ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll wait for you at the door and see what you want to eat later.¡± Fang Yan: ¡°Okay.¡± Yang Xi also wanted to follow, but Yang Chen grabbed her. When Fang Yan came out of the washroom, she was much more awake. She thought that she was calm enough, but Yang Xi¡¯s ability to anger people was really not low. It was all Cheng Zheng¡¯s fault. He couldn¡¯t avoid the difficult childhood sweetheart even if he hid in the hospital! ¡°It¡¯s all that damn woman¡¯s fault!¡± ¡°That¡¯s right! Come, Brother Yuan, don¡¯t be angry. Your path to stardom is limitless. You can find any woman you want in the future!¡± A delicate female voice interrupted, ¡°What are you talking about! I¡¯m still here. None of you stinky men are good!¡± Fang Yan went to look for him. Logically speaking, this floor was a high-end private room with excellent privacy. However, perhaps because the heater was too strong, someone opened the door a little for convenience. The private room with the door open was facing the washroom. Fang Yan quickly saw him. She did not hear wrongly. The first to speak was Ren Yuan. Ren Yuan was still wearing the clothes that Fang Yan had seen him in the hospital that day. In the private room, other than a short and fat man, there was also a girl in sexy clothes leaning in Ren Yuan¡¯s arms. Ren Yuan wrapped his arm around the girl¡¯s waist. ¡°Damn it, that b*tch is pregnant. God knows who the father is. Now, she¡¯s running over to make me a fool. If it weren¡¯t for the resources in her hands, would I waste my time with her every day? Now that the Qi family doesn¡¯t treat her as a human anymore, she still thinks she¡¯s a little princess!¡± ¡°What about me?¡± the girl asked. ¡°What about this one in my belly?¡± Ren Yuan: ¡°Of course yours is my child. It¡¯s been hard on you. When I get the money and the company, I won¡¯t have to listen to that woman anymore.¡± ¡°And you!¡± Ren Yuan kicked the short and fat man. ¡°Keep a close eye on her for the next few days. Don¡¯t let anyone catch you red-handed. I think that Fang Yan isn¡¯t easy to deal with either. Her eyes¡­ are too f*cking clear! It¡¯s annoying!¡± Cheng Zheng was waiting at the door. The others naturally did not leave. Due to Yang Xi¡¯s presence, everyone only picked up some things and chatted indifferently. But Fang Yan never came out. On the other hand, the attentive waiter went downstairs in a panic and found Yan Meng. ¡°Boss, there¡¯s a fight up there.¡± Yan Meng asked casually, ¡°Is it serious?¡± ¡°I heard that there was blood.¡± The waiter paused slightly and looked up at Cheng Zheng. ¡°The young lady who came with Mr. Cheng is also inside.¡± Cheng Zheng instantly turned around. Panicking, he turned around and ran upstairs.