Chapter 327 Fu Linghe must live!

Mo Chenfeng knocked his knuckles hard on the armrest of the sofa, and the mahogany made a dull sound.

He suddenly leaned forward, a pain in his eyes the old man had never seen before. "Dad, Zheng Zheng looks so terrible. She's been guarding the ICU door all day, not going anywhere. She's deeply in love with Fu Linghe. If that boy Fu Linghe dies, our Zheng Zheng will definitely be gone too."

The last ray of sunset pierced through the floor-to-ceiling window, splitting his taut jawline into two halves of light and dark.

The old man saw his son's Adam's apple rolling violently, as if he had swallowed a handful of broken glass. "Fu Linghe must live. Even if it means losing all our family assets, we must bring him back to life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zhi came out of the kitchen carrying freshly cut fruit. The crystal fruit plate reflected fine light in the setting sun.

"What are you guys talking about?" She smiled gently and placed the fruit plate on the coffee table. "So serious."

Mo Chenfeng immediately calmed down and took the fruit fork from Ning Zhi's hand. "Nothing, just talking about company matters."

The old man leaned back on the sofa, his usual dignified yet kind expression restored. "Yeah, Shi An has been a bit irritable lately, and nothing he does is working. We were just planning to have a good talk with him."

Ning Zhi looked at Mr. Mo, her tone filled with a hint of resentment, "Dad, Shi'an is already so old, you should stop looking at him with old eyes. Young people have their own ideas, and the company's affairs are complicated. It's not easy for him to handle it."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Mo Chenfeng, her eyes full of concern, "You too, go to the company to help out if you need to, and don't always put all the pressure on the children."

Mo Chenfeng held his wife's hand, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes, "I know, it was my negligence."

He was about to change the subject when a servant's voice came from the kitchen, "Sir and Madam, dinner is ready, you can eat now!"

At the dining table, the atmosphere seemed peaceful and warm.

Ning Zhi picked up some food for Mr. Mo and Mo Chenfeng from time to time, and added some of Shi An's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs to the empty seat.

"I don't know how busy Shi An will be. This kid never likes to eat on time." She muttered as she carefully put a few hot dishes into the thermos box.

Mo Chenfeng looked at Ning Zhi's busy figure and swallowed the words back several times when they were on the tip of his tongue.

How he wanted to tell her that their biological daughter, whom they had been looking for for so long, was in Country A, very close to them.

But Yun Zheng definitely doesn't have the energy to think about these things now.

He also saw how deeply Ning Zhi was obsessed with Yun Zheng, her daughter who had been separated from her for many years.

If he told Ning Zhi now, she would definitely go to see Yun Zheng.

At that time, it will definitely add a lot of pressure to Yun Zheng.

So he didn't dare to act rashly until he knew Yun Zheng's thoughts.

It was late at night, Ning Zhi leaned in Mo Chenfeng's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"Chen Feng, do you have something to say to me today?"

She looked up, the moonlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains onto her face. "Ever since we came back from the hospital, you three have looked so serious."

Mo Chenfeng tightened his arms and kissed the top of her head. "It's okay, it's just that things at the company are a little tricky. Go to sleep and don't think too much."

He closed his eyes and buried all the entanglement and heartache in the darkness.

The next morning, before the first ray of sunlight had completely penetrated the clouds, Mo Shian drove to the hospital.

He carried the breakfast carefully prepared by Wu Ma and his packed luggage, and saw Yun Zheng curled up on a bench outside the ward.

Her hair was a little messy, her face was pale and almost transparent, but her eyes were fixed on the door of the ICU.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head mechanically, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"Zheng Zheng," Mo Shi'an sat down beside her and opened the thermos. "Have something to eat. I specially asked someone to make your favorite shrimp wontons."

Yun Zheng shook her head woodenly, "I can't eat."

Her voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. "Fu Linghe hasn't woken up yet, and I don't have much of an appetite."

Mo Shian sighed and held her cold hand. "If you continue like this, when Fu Linghe wakes up and sees you like this, he'll be so heartbroken. Be obedient and eat a little."

He scooped up a spoonful of wontons, blew on it to cool it down, and handed it to her mouth.

Yun Zheng was a little uncomfortable with being fed by him, so she took the spoon herself. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she stubbornly scooped up the wontons herself.

The steam from the hot soup blurred her red eyes. "I can do it myself."

Mo Shi'an watched her mechanically put the food into her mouth, his Adam's apple moving. "I've contacted a few more brain specialists, and they should all be here today."

"Don't worry too much, Fu Linghe will definitely be fine."

Yun Zheng's fingertips suddenly stopped, and the wonton soup swayed slightly in the spoon.

She raised her eyes, and there were still tiny water droplets hanging on her eyelashes, she couldn't tell if they were steam or unshed tears.

"You're not alone this time." Mo Shi'an's voice was low and firm. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears that had slid down her cheek. "The entire Mo family is behind you."

Yun Zheng's breathing paused slightly, as if these words had burned her heart. She hadn't heard these words for a long, long time.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She could only clench the spoon in her hand, her knuckles turning white.

The lights in the corridor suddenly became dazzling. She lowered her head and a tear fell into the soup, creating tiny ripples.

"Well, thank you." Yun Zheng's voice was so soft that it almost disappeared into the air.

She stared at her blurry reflection in the wonton soup and suddenly felt that it all seemed like a dream.

When Yun Ruzhu returned to the Yun family with the paternity test report, she thought she would live alone forever, like a drifting duckweed, rootless and without support.

But now she seems to have someone to rely on, while the person who gave her the whole world is lying in the cold ICU, his life or death uncertain.

Mo Shian looked at her pale profile, suddenly took out a small amulet from his pocket and gently placed it in her palm.

"This is a peace amulet I personally bought at the temple." His voice was very soft. "You keep it."

Yun Zheng's fingertips touched the amulet that still smelled of sandalwood, and her heart suddenly sank.

She held the amulet carefully, with complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Thank you." Yun Zheng's voice was choked with sobs. She pressed the amulet tightly against her chest, hoping to convey all her wishes to the person in the ICU.

Yun Zheng carefully placed the amulet in her pocket, looked up at Mo Shian and forced a smile, "You go get busy with your work, I can handle this alone."

Her voice was soft, but it was firm and unyielding.

The sunlight slanted in from the window at the end of the corridor, casting a thin golden halo on her pale face, making her look even more fragile, like a porcelain doll that would break at the slightest touch.

Mo Shian stared at the dark blue under her eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and finally nodded, "Call me anytime if there's anything."

He gently pressed her shoulder as he stood up. "Don't push yourself too hard."

Not long after Mo Shi'an left, Jiang Chenyu, Lu Shiqian and Bo Jinnian also arrived.

"Sister-in-law." Jiang Chenyu walked in front and stopped in front of her. "How is the boss?"

Yun Zheng shook her head slightly, her expression gloomy. "The doctor said he's recovering well and can be transferred to a regular ward soon. But... I don't know when he'll wake up."

Lu Shiqian stepped forward and comforted her softly, "Sister-in-law, it's only a matter of time before the boss wakes up. Don't worry too much."

Yun Zheng also knew that they were all comforting her, and she pulled the corners of her lips bitterly.

In the afternoon, the doctor transferred Fu Linghe from the ICU to the general ward.

In order to make it easier for her to accompany him, Yun Zheng asked the doctor to arrange him directly in the SVIP ward where she had been staying recently.

The three of them stayed in the hospital with Yun Zheng until Fu Linghe was properly arranged.

Yun Zheng escorted Jiang Chenyu and the other two to the ward entrance. Her voice was soft but firm, "You should return to the capital first. Work is more important. I've already kept you here for too long."

Jiang Chenyu frowned and was the first to object, "Sister-in-law, no matter how busy you are, these few days won't make a difference. If the eldest brother doesn't wake up, we won't be at ease if we go back."

Lu Shiqian also nodded in agreement. "Company matters can be handled remotely. We are nearby, so you can call us anytime if you need anything."

Bo Jinnian also spoke softly, "No matter what, we have to wait until Ling He wakes up."

Yun Zheng looked at the determined expressions of the three people in front of her, and her eyes felt slightly warm.

She took a deep breath, her voice choking with sobs, "Ling He is so lucky to have brothers like you."

Jiang Chenyu scratched his head and looked away uncomfortably, "Sister-in-law, don't say that. The boss usually treats us..."

"Yes, sister-in-law," Lu Shiqian interrupted him and smiled gently, "The boss treats us like brothers and sisters, and these are what we should do."

Bo Jinnian stood aside, his eyes fixed on Fu Linghe who was lying quietly in the ward.

Yun Zheng followed his gaze and looked at the pale yet still handsome face on the hospital bed. Her heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.

She squeezed the amulet in her pocket tightly and nodded slightly.

"Thank you."

Jiang Chenyu suddenly stepped forward and said in a somewhat rough voice, "Sister-in-law, if you are tired, just rest. We will take turns guarding you. If the boss wakes up and sees you looking so haggard, he will definitely skin us alive."

This joke eased the tense atmosphere a little.

Yun Zheng forced a smile, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes under the light. "Okay, I'll pay attention."

After seeing the three people off, Yun Zheng turned around and returned to the ward.

She gently held Fu Linghe's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm.

Dusk gradually deepened outside the window, and the last ray of sunset shone in through the gaps in the curtains, casting tiny spots of light on his well-defined face.

"Did you hear that?" she whispered, stroking the back of his hand gently with her thumb.

The ward was very quiet, with only the regular sounds of the monitoring equipment.

Yun Zheng leaned over and gently rested her forehead on their clasped hands.

"Wake up quickly..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "Everyone is waiting for you."

As the night deepens, the city lights come on one by one.

Outside the ward, Mo Shian stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the thin figure inside through the glass window, sighed helplessly, and ultimately did not go in.

In the past two days, Mo Shian came to the hospital at least ten times a day, but he did not show up every time. He just looked at her from a distance.