"Why is he in the hospital?" I asked, trying to remain calm.

"He suffered soft tissue injury to his heart and fractured ribs. They said he was kicked. When he was brought in, he had chest tightness, shortness of breath, and chest pain. He's been staying for three days," Xu Xun said earnestly.

Hearing him say that, I suddenly realized that Fu Yanshen really was kicked and injured by Bei Chen that night...

I clenched my fist secretly.

Nobody told me about this.

But if he got kicked and injured, so be it; if he's hospitalized, so be it. And then he started smoking again?

They're really fearless.

Yes, he was willing to donate his heart, so of course he wasn't afraid of dying.

This kind of irresponsible man, who is irresponsible to himself and others, doesn't deserve any sympathy.

Ouyang was calling me from over there, so I turned around and left.

"Qiaoqiao, aren't you going to the hospital to see him? Only you can cure him!"

Xu Xun's voice came from behind me. I stopped and turned around to look at him: "Dr. Xu, you shouldn't treat someone who is so irresponsible about his own health!"

After saying that, I turned to face Ouyang.

For the next few days, I was busy with work and couldn't be bothered with that person who didn't even love himself.

That evening, as soon as I got back to my apartment building, Fu Ren seemed to be waiting for me. He had a cigarette in his mouth, but when he saw me, he threw away the cigarette butt and stomped it out.

"You want me to go see him? I won't go." I said coldly before he could even use sign language.

I brushed past him.

Fu Ren grabbed my arm, pulled me, and roughly shoved me back into my car.

He walked around the engine and got into the driver's seat.

"Fu Ren! Do you know what you're doing?!" I yelled at him.