Chapter 48 The celebration banquet had just ended...

The celebration banquet ended not long after, and it was also Ji Qingyu's last medical visit in Jiangcheng. The hospital was brightly lit outside the window. Ji Qingyu held his medical records, with Fu Han by his side.

"Your gland condition is almost stable, but you'll need another surgery afterward," the doctor said. "You may have to go back to Beijing; the surgery is too difficult, and we're not confident in its success."

The day has finally come. His glands are too fragile, and if we don't intervene, we don't know what will happen. We need to have another surgery.

The principle behind the surgery is very complex, and the doctor explained it for a long time. In short, it is to stimulate the secondary development of Ji Qingyu's damaged glands, enabling them to secrete hormones and maintain the body's balance.

Ji Qingyu nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"How high is the risk?" Fu Han asked.

"The risks are very high, but the lady's health requires this surgery; otherwise, not only will the child suffer, but her own bodily functions will also gradually decline," the doctor declared as an ultimatum.

Ji Qingyu lowered his gaze, his body trembling slightly. Was this God's final test for him, or was it another cruel joke, pushing him into the abyss?

He had seen too many unexpected and unpredictable events. Lin Ying's case was a prime example; it dealt him a fatal blow when he had the best chance. Was it going to be the same now?

Countless thoughts raced through Ji Qingyu's mind before she finally managed to squeeze out, "What are the approximate chances of success?"

The doctor paused for a moment, adjusted his glasses, and answered truthfully: "Less than 30%."

The consultation room was silent. After a long while, Ji Qingyu finally found her voice, which was soft but also steady.

"Is there a safer way, like waiting until the child is born before having the surgery?" Ji Qingyu wanted to struggle a little longer. With such a small probability, did he really want to drag the child down with him? The child was innocent, still so young, never having seen the light of the world, never having experienced anything. He didn't want to be a burden on him.

The doctor remained silent for a long time, his expression turning somewhat sad: "If you don't have the surgery, your body will become increasingly disordered as the child develops, eventually collapsing completely, and you probably won't be able to survive until the day the child is born."

What does hormonal imbalance mean for an omega? The entire body rapidly deteriorates, loses its proper functions, and then decays and dies. Ji Qingyu never expected that the six years he thought he could just endure would leave such a huge aftereffect.

He curled his fingers and took deep breaths repeatedly.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but it's heartbreaking news," the doctor said. "However, there have been cases where patients recovered well. We and the people in Beijing will do our best to help."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Ji Qingyu said slowly. Fu Han remained silent. After they left the consultation room, Ji Qingyu noticed that Fu Han was watching her. She said in a deep voice, "With me here, nothing will happen."

Fu Han embraced Ji Qingyu with his broad chest, his palm covering Ji Qingyu's trembling hand. Ji Qingyu could smell the scent of green plums on him, and the warmth of his skin gradually calmed her down.

It's amazing that Fu Han, someone who is usually prone to causing chaos and disputes, made him feel incredibly at ease at this moment.

He leaned against Fu Han's chest, wondering if he should settle everything first, just in case there was no chance to settle things later.

He didn't have much. He left all his money to his children. Who else could he give his things to? Should he leave them all to Fu Han? That would be too cruel of him.

Ji Qingyu's lips trembled, and in the end she could only smile weakly, turn her face to the side, her light brown hair slipping down, making her face look even paler, and said with a sigh, "Then I'll take your good wishes."

Winter was approaching in Beijing, and the weather was very cold when the plane flew back. The surgery date had been set for a week later. Ji Qingyu was to undergo a series of pre-operative examinations. He lay on the hospital bed, staring at the wall.

Fu Han stayed with him the whole time, releasing soothing pheromones to make him feel a little more at ease. The hospital gowns weren't as comfortable as his own clothes. He didn't like hospitals, but since he became an adult, they had become like his second home. He smiled wryly.

Upon returning to Beijing, Luo Sheng came to see him immediately, bringing his daughter Nannan with her. Nannan's eyes welled up with tears the moment she saw Ji Qingyu. Nannan, wearing a pink wool coat, clung to Ji Qingyu like a little snowball.

Ji Qingyu hadn't expected to reunite in this way. It was so embarrassing. He lay on the bed, looking at Luo Sheng and Nannan, and suddenly felt like he was in another world.

Luo Sheng looked at Ji Qingyu, about to say something, when the door behind him was suddenly pushed open again with a loud creak. It turned out that an uninvited guest had arrived.

"Ah Sheng?" It was a very familiar voice. The moment Luo Sheng heard it, her whole body stiffened. A familiar figure stood at the door of the ward. The person Luo Sheng least wanted to see in her life appeared at the door in the most unexpected way.

A crack appeared on Fu Yunbo's face. Luo Sheng froze for a few seconds, then grabbed the nearest piece of fruit and threw it at him. Fu Yunbo dodged it by turning his head. Remembering that there were juniors present, Luo Sheng spoke first, "Let's talk outside."

He stepped out of the room first, brushing past Fu Yunbai, who followed silently behind without saying a word.

"Is everything alright?" Ji Qingyu asked worriedly, glancing towards the door.

“Let them handle their own affairs,” Fu Han said. “Mom probably already knew this day would come.”

“No, I’m still not entirely at ease.” Ji Qingyu frowned as he recalled the empty syringes, got out of bed, and helped Fu Han up. “I’ll go check on them. You wait here for me.”

“I’ll go with you,” Fu Han replied.

"I'll go too!" Unable to dissuade Nannan, the three of them had to go together to look for it.

The weather turned cold, and Ji Qingyu put on a fleece jacket, the cold air constantly seeping into his body. They searched along the corridor and soon found the two of them at a corner of the hospital.

Luo Sheng was dressed casually, a cheap down jacket wrapped around his body, his chin buried in a slightly pilling secondhand scarf. By all accounts, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. Standing opposite him, Fu Yunbai was impeccably dressed. His well-tailored clothes made him seem unapproachable, with attention to detail down to the last button on his suit.

"You've fallen on hard times since you left me?" He frowned, trying to reach out and brush aside Luo Sheng's stray hairs, but Luo Sheng slapped his hand away.

"That's all thanks to you." Luo Sheng's tone was unusually cold.

“There are bodyguards all outside. Do you think you can escape today?” Fu Yunbai chuckled, his expression focused on Luo Sheng. “How have you changed so much? I almost didn’t recognize you, little A-Sheng.”

The address sounded somewhat intimate, but Luo Sheng didn't react at all. She still felt only hatred, disgust, and even... resentment towards the person in front of her.

"Then you can try and see if I can run it a second time." Luo Sheng gritted her teeth and uttered the complete sentence word by word.

Fu Yunbai stared intently at Luo Sheng, expressionless: "You're still the same, so stubborn."

“I’m warning you, don’t embarrass yourself in front of the children,” Luo Sheng retorted.

"Haven't you made a fool of yourself in front of me enough?" Fu Yunbai laughed sarcastically, reaching out to grab Luo Sheng without any hesitation. But Luo Sheng quickly pulled a ballpoint pen from her pocket and held it against her neck.

Fu Yunbai's expression finally changed. He slightly widened his eyes, reached out to press Luo Sheng's neck, and the ballpoint pen drew a horrifying gash on the back of Fu Han's hand.

The old tree outside the window, which has been there for who knows how many years, has lost all its leaves, with only a few remaining swaying in the cold wind.

"Are you crazy?" The alpha's tone finally changed.

"Fu Yunbo, if you dare to mess with me again, I'll kill myself."

Ji Qingyu covered Nannan's eyes and retreated back into the room.

"Brother, do they like each other or hate each other? Uncle Luo Sheng is never so fierce to anyone." Nannan asked, holding Ji Qingyu's hand.

"Who knows?" Ji Qingyu shook her head.

The affairs between them are something that no one but themselves can possibly know.

After a while, Luo Sheng returned to the ward, said a quick goodbye, and left first.

Perhaps sensing Ji Qingyu's worries, Fu Han reassured her, "Don't worry, now, I can protect both you and Mom."

There were still countless tests to be done in the next few days. Ji Qingyu tried to catch her breath between the various complicated tests. Bored, she picked up the remote control on the table, turned on the TV, and prepared to find a soap opera to pass the time.

I couldn't find any soap operas, but there were tons of reports about Ji Ran. He's been scheming against more than just Ji Qingyu over the years, and his misdeeds are numerous. With Fu Han's strong push, he's finally been sentenced, and he'll probably be spending the rest of his life in prison.

At the same time, huge compensation payments came knocking on his door, the amount of which was staggering. The termination fee alone was an astronomical figure. What was even more embarrassing was that the person who reported and exposed him was actually Fu Yunsheng, the old lover he thought he could control.

As Ji Qingyu read the report, Ji Ran, who had been smiling throughout the court hearing, finally couldn't maintain his feigned smile as the supplementary evidence was relentlessly presented. His expression turned completely cold the moment he saw Fu Yunsheng.

Entertainment bloggers were reporting on it extensively, and Ji Qingyu was reading it with great interest when the phone next to her rang. It's true that you shouldn't talk about others; a long-forgotten name appeared on her phone.

Ji Ran.

Ji Qingyu stared at the two words for a few seconds before finally answering. Ji Ran was nowhere to be heard, and there was no background noise until someone next to him urged him to speak: "I want to see you one more time."

"Where are you?" Ji Qingyu still had an IV in his hand. There were endless tests to be done at the hospital. He hadn't thought about Ji Ran for a long time. He actually felt that it was best if he never saw his dear younger brother again in this life.

"No. 2 Prison on Songshan Road in the suburbs of Beijing." Ji Ran wanted to say something more, but the voice beside him said coldly, "It's time."

"I'll be waiting for you." Ji Ran left with those last words, like a cold sigh, and then the phone went dead with a beep.