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"Take it slow, there will always be a way!"
Zhang Shaocong adjusted Li Luo's blanket, feeling somewhat powerless as he looked at the peacefully sleeping Li Luo. Proud and radiant, he was the center of attention wherever he went, but now?
The future, as long as it doesn't come, remains unknown...
After Shen Qingyou and Zhang Shaocong agreed to return to see Li Luo the next morning, they left the hospital room. Qing Cang was standing by the window leading to the stairs, the bright moonlight elongating his tall figure. The white circle around his eyes was tangled in his fingers. Shen Qingyou gently walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and softly said, "Cang, let's go home!"
Let's go home, a warm harbor built with love. No matter how tired or difficult it gets, that will be their shelter from the storm...
Along the way, Qing Cang did not ask Shen Qingyou what had happened between her and Li Luo. When you truly love someone, love is never narrow-minded.
"Cang, Li Luo has been disfigured. He can't accept it for now, so..."
Nervously biting her lip, Shen Qingyou found it hard to express what she wanted to say. She stopped midway and glanced at Qing Cang's profile, hoping to catch a glimpse of any changing emotions on his face.
"What? Recently, have you noticed that your husband is getting more handsome?"
Qing Cang teased, and the slight guilt that had just brewed in Shen Qingyou's heart instantly vanished without a trace. She rolled her eyes and turned to look out at the passing scenery instead of at Qing Cang.
"What were you just talking about with me?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
Shen Qingyou sulked and stopped looking at Qing Cang, focusing her gaze on the colorful night view outside the car window. Since it was already late at night, there were very few cars on the road, making it feel quite spacious. As they drove along this wide and quiet road, listening to each other's rhythmic breathing felt like a beautiful concerto. After a while, Qing Cang slowly said, "I've been busy with some matters in the army these days. If you're feeling bored, you can come to the hospital to see Li Luo and try to comfort him. Disfigurement isn't such a big deal. With today's advanced science, there's still a good chance he can return to how he was before; he shouldn't give up on himself like this."
With his eyes fixed ahead and agile fingers moving back and forth on the steering wheel, his gaze was deep as the sea. Shen Qingyou turned in surprise to look at Qing Cang: "Why didn't you say these things in front of Li Luo just now?"
With a raised eyebrow, Qing Cang replied coolly: "He's my rival; why should I be nice to him?"
Rival? Shen Qingyou couldn't help but laugh at those two words coming from Qing Cang's mouth: "You aren't nice to your rival but allow your wife to be nice to him? What kind of logic is that?"
Qing Cang freed one hand from the steering wheel and tightly grasped Shen Qingyou's hand resting on her lap: "I have my reasons for doing this. I want that brat to give up completely. You have already been marked with my name; you belong to me. From now on, let's see if he dares to have any thoughts about you."
Is that really his intention?
Stubborn as a dead duck!
Shen Qingyou suppressed the emotions rolling inside her like a giant wave. Qing Cang was a truly remarkable man; he not only had an admirable appearance and family background but also a broad heart. When it came to the issue regarding Li Luo, he unexpectedly allowed her to fulfill the guilt she felt inside...
Since their planned honeymoon lasted for a month, to avoid disturbing the elders of the Qing Family, they tacitly returned to Dragon City Garden. Checking the time, it was already three in the early morning. In two or three hours, dawn would tear through the dark night, welcoming a bright sunny day. After taking a shower and going to bed, Shen Qingyou lay in Qing Cang's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
That night, she had no dreams and slept soundly. Therefore, when the urgent phone calls rang one after another, Shen Qingyou thought she was still dreaming. Groggily, she reached for her phone on the bedside table, opened it, and as soon as she greeted, Zhang Shaocong's anxious voice came through: “Li Luo is missing!”
All sleepiness vanished instantly. Shen Qingyou sat up abruptly, her body cold as ice, and shouted, “Cang!” However, there was no sign of Qing Cang in the room. Quickly getting out of bed and washing up briefly, Shen Qingyou rushed to the hospital without even saying a word to Qing Cang. Just yesterday, he had just awakened and was still covered in wounds. What was he doing? Sitting in the taxi, Shen Qingyou felt a surge of anger rising within her. Li Luo's sudden disappearance was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for her. If a person didn't even cherish themselves, then what right did they have to expect others to care for and love them?
She had to find Li Luo and give him a good scolding!
Shen Qingyou told herself this as soon as the car stopped at the hospital entrance. She dashed like a whirlwind toward Li Luo's ward. From afar, she heard Li Haoran scolding the nurses: “How could a living person just go missing? What are you on duty for?”
The usually gentle and refined Li Haoran was expressing such anger; it must mean that Li Luo's sudden disappearance had hit him hard. Standing at the door, Shen Qingyou saw Zhang Shaocong, disheveled with unkempt hair and bloodshot eyes, continuously dialing his phone as he gathered all social resources to search for Li Luo. Upon noticing Shen Qingyou, he immediately hung up and approached her with reluctance, asking again: “Serene, has Li Luo really not contacted you?”
All the nurses who were being reprimanded breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Shen Qingyou. With an outsider present, Dr. Li couldn't continue scolding them so mercilessly.
Since Li Luo was their critical patient, they had been taking turns monitoring him twenty-four hours a day. However, yesterday he had awakened, and all his physical data showed improvement. Thus, they adjusted their shifts from three shifts to two after he fell asleep again; they left his room just for a moment to use the restroom. This morning, they were shocked to hear that Li Luo had gone missing.
“Shouldn't you all go down and reflect on your actions properly?”
Although Li Haoran was a doctor without authority over the nurses' station's work, due to his excellence and connections with high-ranking officials in the hospital, he was likely to be a candidate for the next director. Therefore, these nurses held him in considerable respect.
Once the previously noisy and crowded room cleared out with the departure of several nurses, only Li Haoran, Zhang Shaocong, and Shen Qingyou remained. They instinctively glanced at the neatly arranged hospital bed; it seemed as if Li Luo's departure had been premeditated.
“His injuries haven't healed yet; where could he possibly go?”
The car accident had left multiple injuries on Li Luo, with severe fractures in his legs requiring extensive recovery time. With his condition, where could he run off to?
Li Haoran's anger was understandable; right now, Li Luo was like a bomb that could explode at any moment. Although he had just awakened briefly, his body was susceptible to bacterial infections everywhere; if that happened and his condition worsened, even Hua Tuo wouldn't be able to help.
“He wouldn't have gone back to Night Owl, would he?”
Last time, didn't Li Luo also go missing? They found him at Night Owl. It seemed he liked to indulge himself in those places whenever something unhappy happened. Zhang Shaocong shook his head; he had already called the owner of Night Owl, and confirmed that Li Luo hadn't been there. He had searched all of his usual hangouts but found nothing; this time he seemed determined to hide away from them.
The three stood in the ward feeling helpless when suddenly, Shen Qingyou's phone rang. A flicker of hope crossed Zhang Shaocong's face as he thought it might be a call from Li Luo, but instead it turned out to be disappointing—it was from Qing Cang.
“Cang, is there something wrong?”
Shen Qingyou's tone sounded somewhat disappointed. As Qing Cang entered the room after his morning exercise, he did not see Shen Qingyou's shadow and thought she was still asleep. He pushed open the door, only to find that she had already disappeared, leaving the bed unmade in her haste. Something urgent must have happened. With this thought, he hurriedly dialed her number, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and asked with concern, "Serene, what happened?"
"Cang, Li Luo... he is missing!"
Shen Qingyou suddenly felt a pang in her nose; Li Luo's disappearance made her feel even more guilty. Li Luo, are you really not willing to give me even one chance?
Li Luo is missing?
Upon hearing this news, Qing Cang's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of hidden anger flashed in his dark eyes. On the other end of the line, Shen Qingyou did not see this; she only heard Qing Cang's considerate and gentle voice asking, "Should I ask Uncle Lu to help investigate?"
When Shen Qingyou heard Qing Cang mention Uncle Lu, the Chief of the Public Security Bureau, a look of joy immediately crossed her face. If Qing Cang was willing to help, that would be wonderful! So she quickly replied, "Cang, thank you so much!"
Is it too unfamiliar for a couple to say thank you?
Qing Cang pressed his thin lips together and briefly instructed Shen Qingyou before hanging up the phone. His skin, just after morning exercise, radiated an extreme allure in the golden glow of dawn. Li Luo, since you've chosen to hide away, then just never show up again!
His dark gaze fell on the blood-red sunrise outside the window, and the expression on Qing Cang's face revealed a complex emotion that was hard to decipher...
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