Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The situation in the ward went on uninterrupted until the nurse came over to distribute Shen Lu’s dinner. It was only after that did Shen Lu tell Fu Yu: “It’s getting late. Go outside with Changqing to have your dinner. I remember in the past that whenever it came to meal time, this girl would always complain she was starving.”
“It’s fine; I can eat my dinner at home.” Changqing hurriedly shook her head. “Anyway, I’m not feeling hungry.”
As if he didn’t hear her, Fu Yu stood up and said: “Let’s go. There seems to be a particularly nice restaurant around here.”
“Go on. Be on your way.” Shen Lu smiled as she waved incessantly.
In the end, Changqing agreed as she couldn’t bear to decline Shen Lu.
Right after she and Fu Yu left the ward and while they were in the hallway, they noticed immediately that four doctors who were wearing white overcoats were heading straight in their direction in a grandiose fashion. Song Chuyi was leading at the forefront with his hands in his pants pockets with a stethoscope wrapped around his neck. As he approached, he exuded a daunting air of a dignitary.
Changqing’s legs buckled when she saw him. The reason she had chosen to visit Shen Lu at this time was precisely because she reckoned Song Chuyi had already knocked off from work. Who could’ve expected that she would see him at the hospital in the end? Even worse was that he came across her while she was with Fu Yu.
She wanted to hide from his sight, but it was already too late for her. The moment Song Chuyi saw her, his eyebrows knitted instantly.
Fu Yu didn’t notice the changes in Changqing; he simply thought Song Chuyi didn’t want him in his sight. He knew Song Chuyi hated him, but he wasn’t worried Song Chuyi would exact revenge on the pretense of his work. He reckoned Song Chuyi wouldn’t be so stupid to do so unless he decided he didn’t want his job anymore.
“Mr. Fu, are you leaving already?” Song Chuyi asked coldly while casting a glance at the woman whose chin was firmly tucked to her collarbone and was on the verge of piercing through it with her chin.
“That’s right. I’m going out to have dinner,” Fu Yu answered apathetically as well. “Are the lot of you on your way to check up on my Mother?”
“The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning. As a precautionary measure, we planned to do a more thorough examination again on Madam Shen,” said Song Chuyi. He continued to speak in a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow: “I’d advise Mr. Fu to have your dinner later as we need to inform you about some matters regarding the surgery relating to paperwork such as permission and much more right after we complete the check-up.”
Fu Yu frowned when he listened to Song Chuyi’s advice. Right at that time, Changqing hurriedly seized the opportunity and said, “The matter regarding Auntie is more important. I’ll head home first.”
After she finished speaking, she swiftly scrambled away without waiting for Fu Yu to agree. She left the place at breakneck speed as if there was a ferocious tiger chasing her from behind.
Fu Yu became slightly angry, but he had no choice and could only turn around reluctantly and follow Song Chuyi’s group back to the ward.
“Eh? Why did you come back? Where’s Changqing?” Shen Lu asked as she lifted her head up, feeling confused.
“She’s gone home already. I’ll ask her out for dinner again after your surgery,” Fu Yu explained.
When she saw the group of doctors beside Fu Yu, Shen Lu roughly understood why Fu Yu returned. After she allowed the doctors to examine her, Dr. Yan stayed behind and reminded her about the things she ought to pay attention to before the surgery whereas Song Chuyi took Fu Yu with him to his office.
After the contract was printed out and subsequently signed, Fu Yu admonished Song Chuyi with a menacing threat as his black pupils flashed with intimidation. “Do you know that words on a contract mean nothing to me? The moment the surgery fails, I’ll use my own means to hand out the consequences you have to bear.”
It was only after Song Chuyi finished tucking away the documents carefully that he lifted his gaze and looked at Fu Yu. “Mr. Fu, you have such great means. Your own mother contracted such a grave illness, but you still enjoy being surrounded by women—one on the left and one on the right.”
Fu Yu stared at the look on Song Chuyi’s face, and after a careful examination of the changes in his expression, he discovered that the person in front of him was surprisingly not afraid of him at all. He curved his elegant lips and began to speak arrogantly: “Dr. Song, as a man, you should frankly admit that you’re a loser in your relationship. An ambitious woman like Guan Ying isn’t someone you can handle. Perhaps a few years down the road, you’ll thank me for my help. For all you know, if it wasn’t for me and my help that freed you from the relationship, you might’ve even lost more face if you married her and got cuckolded after your marriage.”