Chapter 33 Chapter 33 [Miss, would you like to see...

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, the operation was over, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor walked out.

Wu Ma stopped abruptly and took a few steps forward. "Doctor," her voice trembled. "How is my daughter doing?"

The doctor took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief. "The operation went smoothly, but the next 24 hours are critical. We need to closely monitor the patient for facial nerve damage or intracranial hemorrhage."

Wu Ma's legs went limp instantly. Seeing this, the doctor comforted her and left only after he saw that she was no longer so scared.

Liang Siyu helped Wu Ma sit down. Wu Ma waved her hand in fear and refused, forcing a smile. "Thank you, I'm fine."

Liang Siyu hadn't spoken in a long time. His nerves had been tense for a long time, but suddenly he relaxed. He shook his head slowly, "You're welcome."

Lin Qianyuan was still in the operating room, still under the anesthetic. It was getting late, so Wu Ma asked Liang Siyu if he wanted to leave first.

Liang Siyu declined and sat outside until Lin Qianyuan was transferred to the intensive care unit. Only then did he contact the driver to go home.

Spring is about to truly arrive in the imperial capital, and the temperature is gradually rising. The magnolias outside the ward are in full bloom, rustling in the wind.

Uncle Chen once again took Aunt Wu to the hospital. He habitually asked, "Can we visit Miss Lin today?"

Lin Qianyuan had been in the intensive care unit for three days, with no visitors allowed. Wu Ma spent the entire day in tears. She didn't understand medical procedures; she only knew that patients in such a ward were in imminent danger of death.

She watched Lin Qianyuan grow up.

Wu Ma lowered her head to avoid others seeing her eyes. "It will be almost done," she said, and then she walked into the hospital.

Mother Wu sat in the family waiting area outside the ward, doing nothing but staying there to accompany and comfort the patient.

During the trip, Dean Ji came over once. Wu Ma knew his relationship with Lin Qianyuan, so she stood up and greeted him.

Dean Ji looked at her for a long moment, then smiled soothingly. "There's nothing unusual going on right now. She'll be transferred to a regular ward tomorrow at the latest." He sighed, "This child is incredibly lucky. She'll definitely be fine."

Wu Ma listened in a daze, then bent down repeatedly to express her gratitude to him, "Thank you, thank you."

As usual, the nurse went in to record Lin Qianyuan's vital signs, put down the record sheet, and checked her facial nerves by pressing with her fingers.

Lin Qianyuan woke up, her eyes open, slightly moist. She had just had a dream, a dream in which she returned to the day of the car accident.

It was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Song Wenci's birthday. A little after noon, she sat in the attic, texting Liang Siyu about what gift to give her this year.

Liang Siyu: [Do you really want to give it to me?]

Aunt Song never likes the things Lin Qianyuan gives her. Lin Qianyuan doesn't say it, but he feels very frustrated in his heart.

Lin Qianyuan put down his pen and sent a voice message with gritted teeth, "Liang Siyu, are you mistaken? She is my biological mother, so the proper sense of ceremony should still be followed, right?"

Liang Siyu was immediately embarrassed after hearing this. What else could he say? A few seconds later, he heard Lin Qianyuan add nonchalantly, "Just consider it my filial piety to her for supporting me every year."

"Thank you for not abandoning me."

Raise? How could a mother treat her own child like this? Liang Siyu was indignant, "You are really easy to raise."

Lin Qianyuan: [What else can I do?]

"..." Liang Siyu was speechless for a moment. She made sense, so he racked his brains and offered a suggestion, "Send a cake? If she doesn't want it, you can keep it for yourself."

"Cake? Ms. Song, won't you kill me?"

Liang Siyu sent her a cheering emoji, "How could that be? Everyone in the world who celebrates their birthday eats cake."

Oh, yes, as a body-conscious person, she never touches these.

Liang Siyu continued to cheer her up, "Remember to ask the store to send more candles so you can make a wish."

【Everyone who celebrates their birthday all over the world makes a wish.】

Liang Siyu: [But your side is different.]

Lin Qianyuan: [? ]

Liang Siyu: [It's more convenient to kill you because the candlelight is bright and people can see clearly.]

"..." Lin Qianyuan really didn't want to curse, but the person in front of her was not a human being at all. [Get lost.]

Liang Siyu held his belly, laughing uncontrollably. A moment later, he saw a picture Lin Qianyuan sent him, "Order placed."

Liang Siyu raised his eyebrows and sent three likes in a row.

Lin Qianyuan walked out of the attic, intending to go back to her bedroom for a nap before getting the cake. Passing by Song Wenci's room, she glanced over there, but the door was still closed.

Ever since Lin Fusheng stopped coming here three times a week, Lin Qianyuan often heard them arguing on the phone. Later, the quarrel turned into Song Wenci's own rage and fury.

The floor of the studio was covered with photos of Lin Fusheng's new lover, each of which had been stepped on and stained with crimson paint.

Lin Qianyuan turned back.

Only then did she realize that Song Wenci had not left the room for a whole day and night, and the small building was extremely quiet.

It wasn't too unusual, so she closed the door and lay down on the bed to rest. Fearing she would oversleep, Lin Qianyuan set the alarm before bed. Before she heard the alarm, she had already opened her eyes and looked towards her bedside.

Sure enough, Song Wenci was sitting there. Seeing that she had woken up, she reached out to her, ready to caress her face. As with every day and night before, Lin Qianyuan subconsciously turned her face away.

This time, Song Wenci didn't force her. She slowly stopped and withdrew her hand. Before leaving, she said, "You go out with me."

Lin Qianyuan watched her disappear, closed his eyes, and remained calm for a while.

She didn't know where she was going, and seemed very serious. If she wasn't satisfied with Lin Qianyuan's clothes, she would go and pick them out for her. After choosing, she pushed Lin Qianyuan in front of the dressing table and put on her makeup.

When Song Wenci was gentle, her eyes were full of tenderness, like water, and she took care of her every detail considerately.

Lin Qianyuan received a reminder on her phone that the cake was ready. She told Song Wenci that she had left something on the first floor and hadn't figured out how to make it up. Song Wenci didn't ask any more questions, but leaned over to put her earrings on and said, "Go ahead."

Lin Qianyuan went to the backyard and called the owner of the cake shop, saying that she would be free to pick it up later. The owner was very easy to talk to and said that the cake would be kept intact until she came.

Lin Qianyuan smiled and said thank you.

The boss replied that she was welcome and wished her a happy birthday.

Lin Qianyuan hung up the phone without further explanation.

Aunt Wu put down the Phalaenopsis orchid and looked over curiously, "Miss, did you buy something for her?"

Lin Qianyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and like a child, he leaned over to her ear and whispered softly, "Auntie, you have to keep this secret for me."

Wu Ma nodded and said cooperatively, "You go ahead."

Lin Qianyuan arched his eyebrows and told him frankly, "It's a birthday cake."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu couldn't help but praise, "The cake is great! It feels like a birthday now." Then, she smiled and asked, "Are you and the young lady not coming back for dinner tonight?"

Lin Qianyuan didn't know either, because Song Wenci had always celebrated her birthday with Lin Fusheng before, but she guessed that was the case, so she nodded heavily.

Aunt Wu's eyes circled around her, "Miss, you look very beautiful today."

Lin Qianyuan looked down at herself. Song Wenci did not force her to wear a cheongsam. Instead, she picked out a white satin long dress with only a circle of pearls at the neckline and no other decorations. The waistline was tightened, which was very plain and simple. At the same time, it best set off her temperament, which was dignified and noble.

Lin Qianyuan touched the pearl earrings on her ears, shy and silent.

Wu Ma noticed that Song Wenci had already come downstairs and urged her with a smile, "Go quickly."

"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan turned her head, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped onto the stairs, and pushed the door open to go out.

Song Wenci did not contact Uncle Chen. She drove the car herself. Lin Qianyuan sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window.

The lights were just coming on, and one street lamp after another passed by her eyes. She had been out for a long time. Seeing that Song Wenci was about to return, Lin Qianyuan's hands on her legs suddenly clenched, then loosened. She mustered up the courage to call her, "Mom."

The road home is very remote, and in the dark night, there are no starlights.

The cake shop was about to close, and Lin Qianyuan faced her, "Tonight I..."

The driver suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the speed increased so fast that Lin Qianyuan had no time to react. The front of the car slammed into the roadside guardrail. All the scenes in front of him were spinning, and there was a loud explosion in his ears. The impact was so powerful that he had no choice but to be thrown to the ground by fate. He had no power to fight back until he was crushed to pieces.

"Lin Qianyuan, you are the only one I have."

The nurse waved her hand in front of Lin Qianyuan to test whether she could close her eyes normally to confirm whether her facial nerve was damaged.

Lin Qianyuan closed his eyes again.

This time, she saw Pei Lanqing squatting under the sycamore tree, feeding her sister with a smile.

The next day at noon, Lin Qianyuan was transferred to the general ward, but she only allowed Wu Ma to come in, and no one else.

She looked ugly and was not in good condition. When she first heard the sound, she had severe tinnitus and obvious noise in her head. She had to be very careful when swallowing her saliva. She could not bear the sticky echoing sound, which was infinitely magnified in her ears and gave her a splitting headache.

Lin Qianyuan leaned over the bed and vomited. There was nothing in his stomach, so he could only dry heave.

Aunt Wu caressed her back tenderly, "Little Miss," she kept calling her, her voice choked with sobs.

Lin Qianyuan lay back down, feeling weak and powerless, her stomach burning, but she forced a smile, "I'm still alive, so can you please stop crying?"

Wu Ma held her breath and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "Okay."

Lin Qianyuan asked her to go back. Wu Ma picked up the lunch box and turned her head frequently during the distance from the bed to the door, obviously having something to say.

Lin Qianyuan called out to them, and Wu Ma quickly returned. After a long period of preparation, she finally dared to pick up the pen. "Miss, would you like to meet Teacher Pei?"

Lin Qianyuan raised his eyes slightly and remained silent.

Seeing this, Wu Ma quickly finished writing, "I've told everyone who comes here that you're not allowed to come in. I'll contact him when it's convenient for you."

Wu Ma raised her head and glanced at Lin Qianyuan. "But only Teacher Pei comes every day at noon. He asked me not to tell you, but I..."

Wu Ma hesitated for a few seconds. Lin Qianyuan stared at her and said coldly, "So why didn't you listen to him?"

Wu Ma hung her head anxiously and continued writing: "I think Teacher Pei really cares about you. Even if you don't see him, he will stay outside alone for a long time."

Sometimes Aunt Wu felt distressed when she saw the child sitting there alone, with his back hunched, and silent.

Lin Qianyuan turned around. The magnolias outside the window had already withered, replaced by white magnolias, pure and flawless. She said, "You can go back."

Aunt Wu didn't dare stay any longer. She put away her pen and paper and quickly left the ward. She opened the door, glanced hastily at Pei Lanqing, then quickly lowered her head and left in panic.

Lin Qianyuan found the chat app on her phone, and the latest message was still stuck three days ago. Liang Siyu asked her when he could come in? She had been rejected for so long.

Lin Qianyuan: [Let’s talk about it later.]

Liang Siyu: [How long do I need to take leave? ]

Lin Qianyuan snorted coldly and exposed him mercilessly, "Don't you want to go to school?"

Liang Siyu: “…”

Did this person soak his mouth in peacock gall? How could it be so poisonous?

Coincidentally, Mrs. Liang's voice rang in Liang Siyu's ears, her voice clear and melodious, "Liang, Si, Yu!"

Mrs. Liang grabbed his ears and yelled angrily, "If you don't get out of here and go back to school, I'll beat you into the hospital right now, don't you believe it?"

"Mom, mom," Liang Siyu cried, covering his ears and looking at her with resentment. "You are an elegant lady, how can you speak like that? It doesn't suit you at all."

"Yeah?"

Madam Liang smiled very gracefully, sat down beside him, and said, "Liang Siyu, if you don't get out of here and go back to school, believe it or not..."

Liang Siyu put down his hand, looked up at the sky, and was completely convinced. "Okay, I get it."

He finally replied to Lin Qianyuan: [He has been exiled.]

Lin Qianyuan closed the chat history with him, pursed her lips, and stared at the top of the list.

Isn't he quite smart? Why didn't he think of sending a message to ask?

Lin Qianyuan frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion. He opened and closed the chat box, and then opened it again. The page stayed blank for a long time, but it was still blank.

Pei Lanqing sat on the chair and replied to Zhang Shurui's messages one by one.

Zhang Shurui didn't know what he was busy with recently. Apart from attending classes, he hardly saw him outside of class. He even turned down the department's debate competition. He deeply regretted not being able to see Pei Lanqing compete alone against a group of scholars.

After all, everyone has reached a consensus. If Pei Lanqing stands up, everyone else on the field will be nervous.

He's a well-read man with a vast knowledge base. He's adept at deconstructing various debate topics, with sharp opinions and a penchant for blocking his opponents' retreats in advance, leaving no room for error. Furthermore, he's adept at exploiting opponents' weaknesses and accurately hitting their pain points.

Logically speaking, someone as aggressive as him would easily attract hatred, but he was gentle and polite throughout, able to advance and retreat, and was even more easy-going during his closing argument. His speech sounded like prose, like a spring breeze, and he fully displayed the demeanor of a modest gentleman.

Zhang Shurui mentioned at the end of the conversation, "At the end of today's debate, Professor Qin asked me to give him your contact information. I gave it to him, and I'm letting you know."

Pei Lanqing checked the friend request. There was no new information at the moment, so he exited and replied: [OK.]

Pei Lanqing put away his phone, raised his eyes, and suddenly heard a knock on the door. He thought he had misheard.

As if to confirm for him, the door handle of the ward moved up and down several times, opening the door slightly, but it only stopped there. The person inside chose not to open it further.

Through the frosted glass, Lin Qianyuan saw him approaching. She let go of his hand and said sullenly, "I look really ugly right now."

Pei Lanqing hadn't reacted yet, and the sound of her voice kept repeating in his mind over and over again.

Another sentence came from behind the door, and the tone sounded very awkward, "Why don't you reply to me?"

"oh."

He just heard her asking him and responded instinctively, but in an instant he forgot what she asked.

Lin Qianyuan was unhappy, dissatisfied, and a little sad, "Why don't you praise me?" He had said before that she was very beautiful.

Pei Lanqing came back to his senses, a smile appeared on his face, he leaned down and asked softly, "Can you hear me?"

Lin Qianyuan's hearing was still recovering, so her ability to distinguish human voices was fuzzy. With so many sounds entering her ears, she could easily lose track of the main points. Fortunately, the world was quiet enough for her to barely hear his whispered words.

"No," she said, still a little angry.

Pei Lanqing smiled, knowing that she replied this way on purpose. He did not get angry, but leaned against the wall and repeated it in a gentle voice.

Lin Qianyuan nodded lightly.

To be honest, Pei Lanqing couldn't even see her outline clearly. The warm-colored hospital gown just overlapped with the frosted glass, and he didn't know exactly where she was standing.

Even so, he still looked seriously at the glass in front of him. His voice was as gentle and clear as he was. "Lin Qianyuan," he said to her, "you are very beautiful."

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Author's words: Liang Siyu: Damn it, why am I a high school student? This way I can also be at the door.

Author: (Weak tone) Even if you are not, so what? Even if you are at the door, so what? (Mic has been forced to shut up)