Rebirth of Vengeance Daughter

Chapter 70

The one who stopped Luo Qiange was none other than Dr. Zhou who had just hurried over from the airport.He stared at Luo Qiange closely, with a hint of warning in his eyes: "Lin Xuer, you can't go in."

"Why can't I go in?!" Luo Qiange thought it was extremely absurd. She finally sent Fu Qingcheng here from the villa, but he actually refused to let her in. What kind of international joke is this?
"You said why you can't go in?" Dr. Zhou had an almost morbid obsession when discussing the patient. This person who had hurt Fu Qingcheng, no matter what, he would never believe her again: "Others don't know you , I, Zhou Hongsheng, know it very well!"

Dr. Zhou in front of him was like a hedgehog covered in thorns. Luo Qiange knew that he couldn't convince him, so he didn't bother to argue with him right now, and was ready to rush inside.

Doctor Zhou was a man after all, he directly pulled her back with one hand, and said in a stern tone, "Lin Xuer, this is a hospital, if you act presumptuously, I'll call the security guard!"

After a pause, he eased his tone: "I don't care what your purpose is to go in to see him, but now Fu Qingcheng needs treatment and quiet, and you can't do much if you go in."

Yes, what he said was not wrong, Luo Qiange took a step back dejectedly, and sat down on the bench.

Doctor Zhou glanced at her, knocked on the door of the ward, and walked in.

In just a few minutes, no less than ten medical tubes had been connected to Fu Qingcheng's body. Several medical staff were anxiously recording various data. The ward was busy except for the patient himself.

"Doctor Zhou, the patient's condition has gradually stabilized, but..., but the treatment plan is not optimistic." After reporting the situation, the visitor handed him a thick stack of data sheets: "Take a look, Compared with the data of last month and the previous ones, the gap is really too big.”

Dr. Zhou took the data sheet with a heavy face, but kept his eyes on the sleeping person on the hospital bed.

After finishing their work, several medical staff came to say goodbye to Dr. Zhou: "Doctor Zhou, we can only do this for today. If there is nothing else, we will leave first."

"Well," Dr. Zhou smiled politely: "Thank you for your hard work, you go, I will observe for a while."

After a group of people left the ward, Dr. Zhou walked slowly to the side of the bed and knocked on the edge of the bed with the data sheet: "If you don't get up yet, how long are you going to pretend to be dead?"

Fu Qingcheng opened her eyes helplessly: "Can't you let me sleep quietly for a while?"

"Sleep, sleep! You don't know when you fell asleep!" Doctor Zhou looked at him angrily: "You heard what the doctor said just now, right? Would you like to see these data with your own eyes? Ah? Are you serious? What a big deal, you have to run out on the day of the follow-up consultation? You should think about it for others, I am working hard to treat you, and you are so squandered?"

Fu Qingcheng frowned slightly: "It's even more verbose when you go out."

"Don't change the subject for me!" Dr. Zhou was so angry that he started circling in circles, shaking the data sheet in his hand loudly: "Please explain to me carefully, what happened to that woman outside? Ah? Are you crazy? Is it okay? You really brought her back, don't you know how dangerous she is? What if..."

"Shut up." This time Fu Qingcheng didn't argue with him, and interrupted him simply and neatly.

Every time I talked to him about this woman, the atmosphere would become like this. Dr. Zhou gradually got used to it, and persuaded him earnestly: "The death of Lin Jiayi has nothing to do with you. She misunderstood you in the first place! You want How long will you end up suffering with unnecessary apologies like this? She won't sympathize with you, understand you, and bear it for you. There are so many women in the world, so you have to hang yourself on Lin Xuer?!"

Fu Qingcheng listened to him without saying a word, and simply replied: "Go out."

Dr. Zhou gritted his teeth. If it wasn't for the fact that he was a patient, he would have gone up and beat him up. He opened the door of the ward aggressively, and suddenly heard him say: "Call her in."

"Why labor?!" Doctor Zhou closed the door of the ward with a bang.

Luo Qiange was sitting on the bench in a daze, when she looked up, she saw Doctor Zhou coming out, she hurriedly stood up and asked, "Is he better?"

"Let you in." Doctor Zhou said angrily, and immediately added: "Be honest with me, this is my territory, if you mess around, don't blame me for being rude!"

Luo Qiange had already opened the door of the ward and rushed in, not listening to his words at all.Seeing Fu Qingcheng lying quietly on the bed, her face returning to blood, she was relieved, and the stone hanging in her heart finally fell down.

"I'm fine now," Fu Qingcheng raised the corners of his mouth, waved his five fingers, and said, "If you don't believe me, look, I'm in good health."

Luo Qiange forced a smile, walked up to him and sat down. After a long time, she suddenly asked, "Fu Qingcheng, did you delay your treatment because you went on vacation this afternoon?"

Fu Qingcheng shook her head: "Of course not, don't think about it."

"I'm not thinking wildly, Fu Qingcheng, I'm not a fool." Luo Qiange calmed down little by little, and exposed him without hesitation: "Do you really think I don't know anything? You said yesterday was a special anniversary , but you don’t even know what the number was yesterday, and you didn’t answer Dr. Zhou’s call even though you knew it was about treatment, you are simply resisting a follow-up visit!”

Fu Qingcheng didn't expect that she remembered everything exactly, and didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he said: "You misunderstood..."

"Then tell me, in this world, what is more important than your life?" Thinking of seeing him in the living room, Luo Qiange felt unstoppable fear, and her voice trembled a little.

"I think..." Fu Qingcheng looked straight at her, and said slowly, "It's you."

"Really?" Luo Qiange had almost guessed the answer, pressing her every step of the way: "Then do you think it really has something to do with me if you don't come back for a doctor?"

Fu Qingcheng was startled, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Luo Qiange gritted her teeth, and said cruelly: "Fu Qingcheng, even if you die because of delayed treatment, do you think my life will change? I am no longer the Lin Xuer I used to be. I don't care about everything in the past. I don’t remember! Even if you die, in front of my eyes, I will be sad for a few days at most, and then I will live a life without you again!”

"Fu Qingcheng, you don't need to be forgiven by anyone. You have always been good. There is no need to use pain to remind yourself of the past all the time! The past between us is not important anymore, isn't it?"

Fu Qingcheng kept looking at her in a daze, as if the person in front of him was no longer the Lin Xuer he knew. After a long time, he seemed to be talking to himself: "But you know? I seem to be completely out of control. It's as if my heart is broken, when everything in this world is put together with Xu'er, in my eyes, she is the only one."

Luo Qiange only felt a little pain in her chest. She pursed her lips and reached out to hold his palm: "Fu Qingcheng, maybe what you want to heal is not just old wounds, but also heart problems about the past."

Fu Qingcheng slowly came back to his senses, the color of his pupils was like stars under the reflection of the light, he said: "Lin Xuer, you are my heart disease."

Luo Qiange held his hand slightly stiff. After a long time, she smiled and said relaxedly: "Then your heart disease tells you that as long as you accept the treatment obediently, everything will gradually get better."

I don't know if it was exaggerated by her smile, but Fu Qingcheng finally calmed down and nodded: "I hope so."

Luo Qiange breathed a sigh of relief. After sitting for so long, her feet were a little numb. She slowly stood up and said goodbye to him: "Then you have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow morning."

Fu Qingcheng grabbed her fingers with his backhand and looked at her quietly: "Can you stay with me?"

Luo Qiange was a little surprised. Fu Qingcheng never took the initiative to ask others. He must have said that because he really hoped that she could stay.

After hesitating for a while, she turned around and sat down: "OK."

"Thank you." Fu Qingcheng looked at her steadfastly, paused for a moment, then he suddenly leaned over slightly, pulled her over with light force with his hands, and then precisely kissed her forehead.

Under the warm yellow light, his eyes were like bright morning stars, and she hid under his silhouette, her face blushing.

At 07:30 in the morning, the hospital just started to get busy. The nurses who had just started work were a little surprised to find that the hospital parking lot was almost full of vehicles. Knowing that something important happened again.

Luo Qiange got up early, and seeing that Fu Qingcheng was still sound asleep, she tiptoed out of the ward, went to the bathroom to freshen up, and then walked back along the long corridor of the hospital.

A few nurses were walking and chatting with the medical records. Luo Qiange vaguely heard the words "reporters and media", and immediately became a little nervous: Fu Qingcheng is the chairman of LM, and it is a very sensitive matter for him to enter the hospital. Did it leak out so soon?
"That..." She hurriedly stopped a few nurses, and asked tentatively, "What do you mean by media reporters?"

"Don't you know?" The little nurse stared in surprise, "The exits of the hospital are all blocked by paparazzi, and I don't know what news they are here for! It's scary..."

"That's right!" Another nurse continued, "With their containment method, I don't think even a mosquito can fly out!"

The more Luo Qiange heard it, the more frightened she became, and she hurriedly asked, "Isn't there a doctor Zhou in your hospital? Where is he now?"

"Doctor Zhou..." Several young nurses looked at each other in blank dismay: "It should be in his office, go from here and turn left to the front desk."

Luo Qiange thanked her, and hurriedly ran all the way there. These reporters are most likely here for Fu Qingcheng, so they can only ask Dr. Zhou for help first!

There were many people registering on the bench at the front desk, and a small TV was hung on the opposite side of the bench, which was broadcasting the hot news of the day. Luo Qiange was busy avoiding the crowd, and was pushed in front of the TV inadvertently. She panicked Zhong raised his head and saw the picture on the TV at a glance.

In an instant, the world was silent.

(End of this chapter)