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“Serene, you’re here. Uncle looks to be in good condition…” As soon as Li Haoran stepped into the hospital ward, he walked over with a warm smile, just like the gentle sunlight of spring.
Shen Qingyou forced a smile that quickly faded from her lips. She hated the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital, lingering and inescapable.
Serene? When did Serene become familiar with the hospital?
Yuan Mufang watched the tall and handsome Li Haoran with suspicion. When did Serene have such a friend? He had no idea. Out of instinct, he felt wary of this man before him. “Serene, who is this?” As he spoke, Yuan Mufang deliberately took Shen Qingyou’s hand, silently declaring his claim.
“By the way, I forgot to introduce you. Yuan Mufang, this is Dad’s attending physician, Dr. Li. Dr. Li, this is my husband, Yuan Mufang!”
“Doctor Li, I’m counting on you for my father-in-law’s illness!” Yuan Mufang released his grip on Shen Qingyou’s hand and symbolically shook hands with Li Haoran.
Li Haoran noticed the dislike from the man before him but said nothing more. He arranged for the nurse to conduct a series of physical examinations for Father Shen. In that moment as he turned away, a fleeting look of disappointment crossed his eyes behind his glasses, unnoticed by anyone.
Bright red blood was drawn from Father Shen’s arm, one vial after another—seven in total. Shen Qingyou couldn’t bear to watch; she had always feared hospitals and blood. After a night, Father Shen seemed to have recovered from the bad news and even comforted the frowning Shen Qingyou: “Youyou, don’t worry; it’s going to be fine!”
His beloved wife and cherished daughter had already become haggard from this sudden blow. If he didn’t stay strong, how could they cope? In the laboratory, a warm scene unfolded as Shen Bao tightly embraced both Shen Qingyou and Mother Shen. He was reluctant—reluctant to part with life’s attachments, reluctant to leave behind these two women he loved most. So he had to live on, to live strongly. It was just cancer; what was so great about it? He would fight hard against cancer for these two women.
Shen Qingyou felt immensely relieved by her father’s sudden change in attitude; at least he hadn’t given up on himself… This scene fell into the arms of Yuan Mufang, who felt inexplicably irritated. Sitting on a bench in the corridor, he pulled out a cigarette and was about to light it when a nurse stopped him. He glared at her fiercely and then crushed the unlit cigarette in his hand.
“Hey, looking for you! Hey, looking for you!” The phone rang—a ringtone unique to Yuan Mufang. Wasn’t he just outside? Why was he calling himself? After missing the call, Shen Qingyou walked out into the corridor and saw Yuan Mufang sitting on the bench lost in thought without holding his phone. “Yuan Mufang, where’s your phone?”
“Phone?” Habitually checking his pockets, Yuan Mufang found nothing. Could it be… His expression suddenly turned tense.
"Hney is looking for you, hney is looking for you..." The crisp ringtone made Yuan Mufang suddenly jump up from his chair, and then he quickly snatched the phone from Shen Qingyou's hand. "It's probably Wang; we were drinking together last night, so I must have left my phone with him!"
With that, Yuan Mufang decisively pressed the answer button and quickly walked toward the hospital entrance. Shen Qingyou was momentarily puzzled, but the nurse at the nurse's station was calling for Shen Bao's family to handle the admission procedures, so she didn't think much of Yuan Mufang's unusual behavior and followed the nurse to complete the relevant admission paperwork.
"Serene, I'm stepping out for a moment..."
After answering the call, Yuan Mufang's expression returned to normal. "I'll be back soon..."
He then left Shen Qingyou behind and strode out.
"Did Yuan Mufang leave?" Father Shen, lying on the hospital bed, looked at Shen Qingyou who had just entered and asked with concern. He felt that something was off between the couple today; could it be because of his illness?
"Oh, he left his phone at a colleague's place, and he's gone to get it!" Shen Qingyou set down the basin and other items in her hands, sat by Father Shen's bedside, and casually peeled an apple she picked up from the bedside table.
Yuan Mufang had been gone for quite a while without returning. How could it take so long just to retrieve a phone? Shen Qingyou instinctively took out her phone and dialed Yuan Mufang's number.
The phone rang for a long time without anyone answering. Just as Shen Qingyou was about to hang up, the call was suddenly connected. "Yuan Mufang, where are you?"
"So his name is Yuan Mufang; what a lovely name..."
A woman's seductive laughter came from the other end of the line. What was going on? Why was Yuan Mufang's phone in a woman's hands? Meeting Father Shen's puzzled gaze, Shen Qingyou stepped out of the ward. "Who are you?" Her tone was cold and sharp. Just hearing this woman's voice, alluring and enchanting, seemed to draw one's soul away. When did Yuan Mufang have such a colleague?
"Who am I? You should ask your husband that. You're quite foolish as a wife if you don't even know your husband is cheating."
Cold as ice, Shen Qingyou felt as if she had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold pool, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Last night, Yuan Mufang had returned home drunk, and now, recalling the faint scent of perfume he had emitted, she wondered if everything about this woman was true.
"However, your husband's skills are truly top-notch; they leave me longing for more..."
On the other end of the phone, the woman's blunt provocation made Shen Qingyou's face turn pale and then flush. "What do you want?"
"I don't want anything in particular; I'm just a bit short on cash right now. Ten thousand yuan, or else I'll call everyone on his contact list and inform them about his visit to a prostitute last night..."
The woman's voice suddenly turned sinister. That idiot had actually left his phone with her; she might as well take advantage of it. Damn man, he could have sent the money within an hour of their call, but now two hours had passed without a word. She was worried that her efforts would be in vain when unexpectedly his wife called—what a stroke of luck for her.
At that moment, Yuan Mufang was stuck in traffic on his way to the woman's place. He truly believed that once he retrieved his phone, everything that happened last night could be buried. However, fate had other plans; he hadn't anticipated being trapped on this road due to an accident ahead. Some things happen and cannot be concealed, no matter how hard one tries to disguise them; they cannot escape the arrangements of destiny.
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