Chapter 23 Don’t Look Back If You Can

It was Saturday off, and I was so happy to sleep until I woke up naturally. I turned on my phone but didn’t find any special notifications. Wen Shuang lay on the bed for a while contentedly, then got up, washed up, and went out to a store specializing in nutritional supplements. I bought some easily digestible and absorbable ones for patients, and finally walked to the bus stop.

Wen Shuang was very quiet during the whole process, but his eyes were a little wandering, and he was obviously worried. The driver honked the horn, and Wen Shuang suddenly woke up and saw that the car had arrived.

Wen Shuang is going to the hospital to see Yu Feng's mother.

It's better to make up for it a little bit, Wen Shuang thought. He was not a saint, but he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the look in Yu Feng's eyes that day. Although Wen Shuang's parents died early in his previous life, he had experienced it and knew how precious family was. His original body pushed people to a dead end. Now Wen Shuang took over this mess, which was like cleaning up a pile of garbage. Ignoring it would only result in a stinking consequence, and he naturally couldn't escape.

In order to threaten Yu Feng, the original body had already investigated the hospital where the old woman was. Wen Shuang found out based on her memory that it was a single ward with a simple environment.

The old woman was sleeping, with white hair on her temples glaring. The shock of what he saw with his own eyes was far stronger than those pale memories. Wen Shuang was actually a little afraid to go forward. At this moment, he suddenly had a very absurd feeling, as if he had actually done those things that hurt others. His legs felt a little weak, and Wen Shuang suddenly lowered his head and sniffed.

After placing the nutritional supplements by the bed, there was a noise at the door. The nurse was a little surprised to see Wen Shuang. Before she could ask, Wen Shuang whispered, "I am a distant relative of the patient. I came here after hearing the news and will leave immediately. I won't disturb her."

Wen Shuang's eyes were filled with a hint of melancholy that hadn't yet dissipated. Furthermore, the word "good person" was written all over her face, and she brought a bunch of nutritional supplements. The nurse didn't doubt it and smiled, "Don't worry, her son will be here soon. You can talk to him."

Wen Shuang almost escaped through the window. If Yu Feng saw her, it would mean death!

The nurse had a good impression of Wen Shuang and couldn't help talking to him for a while, but Wen Shuang couldn't wait. He guessed that Yu Feng would come soon, so he found an excuse and left in a hurry. From then on, Wen Shuang would come to the hospital every few days, but of course he didn't stay for long, for fear of running into Yu Feng.

During the lunch break that day, Wen Shuang took time off to come to the hospital. On the way, she received an email from Dilanda. The man said that he had found a new translator to act as a tour guide. The business had been discussed, so there was no need to trouble President Xuan anymore. Of course, there was no need to trouble him anymore. The main reason was that he was worried that President Xuan would feel uncomfortable if he kept looking for him, and that he couldn't be a light bulb. Wen Shuang frowned as she read it, and goose bumps appeared on her arms. What was going on? Why did Dilanda bother him? Should Xuan Zhe be angry? What was the motive? What was the reason?

Even the most insightful people have blind spots in their knowledge. Some, like Wen Shuang, are extremely clueless about feelings.

Wen Shuang replied politely, thinking that he would be happy to have some peace and quiet as long as he didn't need it for the time being. Anyway, the money Cao Nanyu had already been transferred to his card, so it was not a loss.

Yu Feng's mother was in very poor health. Wen Shuang had figured out her pattern after visiting her several times. She was only awake for a few hours every day, especially at noon and in the evening when she had to sleep to replenish her energy. When Wen Shuang came today, the old woman was still resting. Wen Shuang put down her things, checked whether there was enough hot water in the ward, covered the old woman with a quilt, and finally sat with her quietly for a while.

This would make her feel at ease. Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Shuang stood up, bowed slightly to the old woman, and said softly, "I have to go to work now. I will come to see you another day."

Wen Shuang pushed the door open and left. Almost at the moment he disappeared, Yu Feng turned in from a door on the side. The man's expression was unpredictable, his eyes looked like a bottle of ink had been spilled, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound.

Wen Shuang thought everything would be fine if he didn't run into Yu Feng, but he'd overlooked the high-end nutritional supplements that occasionally appeared in the ward. Ever since Xinlan's death, the family had immediately distanced themselves from Yu Feng, not to mention the others. Besides the two of them, no one had been here for a long time. Furthermore, the nurses kept saying there was a particularly good-looking young man who frequently visited his mother, and Yu Feng grew increasingly suspicious. Lei Wenxu's words that day had already kept him awake for days.

In fact, Yu Feng had been very busy these past two days. With Lei Wenxu's investment, he still had a chance to turn things around. He should have died in the office, but his heart was in turmoil. Some emotions kept urging him on, and Yu Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he came to the hospital early today. He prayed a thousand times that it wasn't Wen Shuang, but...

What is this... What is this! Yu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood in his eyes was violently churning.

He had been so kind to Wen Shuang, treating her like a family member and sibling, thinking that when they became big in the future, they would never forget their brotherhood and would be high-spirited together. But what had Wen Shuang done? Those pure, passionate emotions were trampled under his feet, mixed with mud, and became a great hurt and irony to Yu Feng!

Yu Feng stopped for a moment and suddenly rushed out.

Wen Shuang didn't know that someone was chasing him. Seeing that time was running out, he took a taxi. After paying the fare, he walked towards the Quanyi Building, thinking about buying two bottles of yogurt and bringing one to Sister Fang Su.

The footsteps were very rapid, and suddenly they were full of direction in the chaotic atmosphere. Wen Shuang realized something was wrong. He turned around and felt something coming with the sound of wind. He was hit hard in the face by a punch. His eyes went black, and his body flew several meters away. It can be seen how angry the person was. There was constant tinnitus in his ears, and then the woman's scream was stretched into a thin line, which became clearer after it became piercing. Wen Shuang didn't see anything clearly at first glance. He wanted to struggle to sit up, but the pain broke out, so he thought it was good to be a salted fish.

Just lie there.

Xuanzhe and Cao Nanyu just came out of the company's main gate. Duanduan saw this scene. Cao Nanyu was stunned: "Boss Xuan, this..."

Xuanzhe threw the document he was reading at Cao Nanyu and went down the stairs directly.

Yu Feng only managed to breathe out a third of the breath when he saw Wen Shuang lying there half-dead. He reminded himself that it was all fake! He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wen Shuang by the collar. Many people had already gathered around to watch.

"Who are you doing this for?" Yu Feng asked word by word, wishing he could bite off a piece of Wen Shuang's flesh: "You hurt me like this, and now who are you doing this for!"

The shadows in front of him finally overlapped, and Wen Shuang realized that the person was Yu Feng. Well, he could still make fun of others, but not this person, because he owed him a debt.

Seeing Wen Shuang silent, Yu Feng sneered: "Why, you have a guilty conscience and contacted Lei Wenxu first, and then went to the hospital to see my mother. Wen Shuang, if you have the ability, don't look back in this life. Isn't it good to be a bad person? Speak!"

Wen Shuang thought to herself, "You've almost smashed my head. My lips hurt every time I move, and my mouth is full of the smell of blood. I might even spray blood all over your face. What the hell am I saying?"

"You bastard!" Yu Feng's anger rose again and he raised his fist high.

Wen Shuang saw it and the first thing he did was to cover his face. He still had to record a program next week, and the mark left on this body would be difficult to remove, so he didn't want to delay the progress.

Such thoughtfulness is only because of being isolated and helpless.

But before Yu Feng's punch landed, Xuan Zhe grabbed his wrist. He was taller than Yu Feng, and with a flick of his wrist, he pulled Yu Feng away in an instant.

"Get out!" Xuan Zhe said coldly. His anger would never be expressed directly, but it seemed to melt into the wind and air, which suddenly tightened Yu Feng's breath and made him dare not do it again.

Wen Shuang was stunned. He stared at Xuan Zhe through his fingers and took several seconds to react before reaching out his hand.

This was a subconscious action. Human instinct is to seek benefits and avoid harm. Wen Shuang felt that Xuan Zhe made him feel at ease.

Xuanzhe leaned over and grabbed the hand, then helped Wen Shuang up, "How is it?"

Wen Shuang thought to himself, "Golden Thigh, you're finally here." He wanted to speak, but something was stuck in his mouth, so he turned his head and vomited. His mouth was full of blood, no exaggeration at all.

Seeing the bloodstain, Yu Feng's pupils trembled slightly, and he threw a punch...

Wen Shuang’s previous statement, “One punch can make me cry for a long time,” was not a joke. This body really can’t withstand a beating.

"Golden thigh, you are finally here!" Wen Shuang cried out what was in her heart as her consciousness collapsed.

Xuanzhe: “…” Just throw it away.

The next second, Wen Shuang leaned into his arms, as light as a piece of floating catkins. She took a quick breath and squeezed out a word from her throat: "It hurts..."

Xuanzhe: “…” Pick it up first.