Knock, knock, knock... ...
In the deathly quiet emergency room, Chu Fang could hear his own heartbeat.
Click.
The emergency room door opened. Zhong Tingyue looked up and quickly went forward, "Doctor, how is my dad?"
The doctor removed his mask, "The surgery was successful. The patient is out of danger, and there's also good news. Because he was brought in promptly, we were able to save his legs."
"Phew... ..." Hearing this, Chu Fang felt an unspeakable relief.
He had been mentally prepared for Zhong Ping to be disabled, but receiving this news filled him with heartfelt joy.
Chu Fang quickly took out a red envelope from his pocket, but the doctor refused, "No need, no need. A doctor's heart is kind. It's not easy for you migrant workers to earn money in Shanghai. Save the money for follow-up treatment."
Watching the doctor's quickly departing figure, Chu Fang sighed, "Actually, making money is quite easy for me."
He couldn't exactly tell everyone he met that he was a billionaire; that would be too foolish.
Zhong Ping had already been transferred from the emergency room to the observation room. The two of them couldn't see him yet, so they had to leave first.
Stepping out of the hospital, night had already fallen. Even at night, there were still countless people outside the hospital.
Chu Fang took Zhong Tingyue to a restaurant across from the hospital. From getting off work until now, neither of them had eaten a bite of food or drunk a drop of water.
After casually ordering a few dishes, Chu Fang picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Zhong Tingyue's bowl, "Eat more, eat a little, just eat something."
Zhong Tingyue poked at the white rice with her chopsticks, "I have no appetite."
"Tonight is going to be a sleepless night. How can you cope with what's to come if you don't eat your fill? You might collapse if your body can't take it," Chu Fang said, "Besides, your dad is out of danger, and his legs will recover. This is the best news. You should eat more to celebrate."
"Right, this is the best news. I shouldn't be so sad," Zhong Tingyue's spirits lifted, and she forced a bright smile, "Mr. Chu, am I pretty?"
"Ugly!"
"Just ugly! Even if I'm ugly, you still have to marry me!"
"Ah? What if I don't want to marry you?"
"No! Way!"
This was outright forced buying and selling.
After the two finished eating, they didn't rush inside but waited outside for Zhong Rou. They sent her a message saying they would be there soon.
Before long, Zhong Rou's figure appeared in sight. With lightning speed, she threw herself into Zhong Tingyue's arms and burst into tears, "Sister!!!"
Usually, Zhong Rou was bold and fearless, not afraid of anything in the world, but she was still just a high school sophomore. Hearing that her father was injured and hovering on the brink of death, how could she bear it?
Zhong Rou's crying caused Zhong Tingyue to cry as well.
The two sisters hugged each other and wept.
Many pedestrians outside the hospital cast glances their way. Crying was not an unusual sight at a hospital. Hospitals were the place where the most crying was seen, and also where the most sincere wishes were made.
The reason people were looking was because the two crying sisters were beautiful.
It had to be said, this world was really damn shallow!
Incredibly shallow!
The younger one was delicate and cute, while the older one exuded an extraordinary aura.
Chu Fang took a few pictures of the two sisters crying.
After crying for a while, the two sisters composed themselves and went into the hospital. What followed was an entire night of vigil, waiting outside for Zhong Ping to wake up so they could see him as soon as possible.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Chu Fang booked a hotel across from the hospital, took his already crying and sleeping sister-in-law to the hotel, and tucked her in.
Then he returned to the hospital ward and sat down next to Zhong Tingyue, "Why don't you go get some sleep?"
Zhong Tingyue shook her head, "I can't sleep."
Zhong Tingyue leaned against Chu Fang, her head resting on his shoulder, her voice soft, "Mr. Chu."
"Yeah."
"Thank you."
"Hey, it's nothing."
Back when Chu Fang's grandfather was sick and receiving treatment, he was also busy running around and staying up all night.
Zhong Tingyue: "My mood is very chaotic right now."
"How chaotic?"
"... ..." Zhong Tingyue was silent for a few seconds, "You're so good to me. If we weren't getting married, how could I ever repay you?"
Chu Fang tilted his head, "Aren't we getting married, sister? Don't know how to repay me? An offer of your body isn't good enough? If you don't want to be my wife, you can be my servant. I've done so much, don't you want to give anything at all?"
Is her brain filled with paste?
"Well, I don't want to offer myself," Zhong Tingyue argued.
Chu Fang pondered for a moment, "I'll pull out your dad's oxygen tube."
Zhong Tingyue punched him in the shoulder.
Sure enough, he was her dad's good son-in-law.
... ...
In Central Plains, the night was deep. Gao Ruoyun stood in the courtyard, looking at the night sky, "Why is my heart so chaotic? It feels like someone punched me. Did something happen to that old thing outside?"
The more Gao Ruoyun thought about it, the more she felt it made sense. She took out her phone. Her WeChat was full of Zhong Ping's friend requests.
Because Gao Ruoyun had deleted Zhong Ping, the latter had been adding her WeChat every two or three hours during this period.
Seeing those friend request messages, all filled with Zhong Ping's pleas for forgiveness, Gao Ruoyun couldn't help but smile.
Gao Ruoyun added Zhong Ping as a WeChat friend and immediately sent a message.
[Gao Ruoyun: Oh my, someone is having a great time outside. Finally remembered me.]
[Gao Ruoyun: Reply quickly, or I'll delete you again.]
[Gao Ruoyun: I'm giving you three seconds to reply.]
[Gao Ruoyun: Three.]
[Gao Ruoyun: Two.]
[Gao Ruoyun: One.]
[Gao Ruoyun: Good, Zhong Ping, you're really brave now. You actually don't reply to my message. I'll remember this. If you have the guts, don't come home.]
Gao Ruoyun didn't care whether it was early morning or whether her husband was sleeping. Anyway, if Zhong Ping didn't reply to her message, she wouldn't be happy.
She wanted to delete her husband again, but her finger hovered over the delete button and ultimately didn't press it.
"Forget it, I'll deal with it tomorrow," Gao Ruoyun put away her phone and went back to her room to sleep.
... ...
Zhong Ping woke up faster than the doctor had predicted. He woke up at around 7:00 AM the next day.
The doctor examined him and said with a smile, "The patient is safe."
Zhong Ping looked at his two daughters and Chu Fang in front of him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Zhong Rou leaned over the hospital bed and said excitedly, "Dad, you're really amazing. You can move big rocks with your bare hands. Where did you learn this martial arts skill? Teach me."
Seeing her father wake up, Zhong Rou became optimistic and cheerful again, and even had the leisure to tease him.
Zhong Tingyue looked at her father's anxious face, smacked her lips, knew what her father wanted to ask, folded her arms, and said unhurriedly, "I didn't tell Mom about your accident. Mom doesn't know."
Zhong Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
"However, Mom sent you a message last night, and you didn't reply today. Mom guessed that something happened to you, so... ...she's coming to Shanghai."
This morning, Gao Ruoyun didn't see her husband reply to her message, so she knew that something big must have happened to her husband, otherwise he wouldn't have replied.
Gao Ruoyun immediately called Zhong Tingyue, and the latter had to tell the whole story.
At this moment, Gao Ruoyun was on a plane to Shanghai.
Zhong Ping's pupils glazed over, and his head tilted to the side.
His heart was already dead... ...
