Chapter 162 Dad [End of Main Text] Dad, I'm leaving. ...

Shen Qinghuai suffered a brain injury and severe hematoma, requiring craniotomy, and is at risk of dying at any moment.

Qiu Xiaoman took leave from school and stayed at the hospital for seven days and seven nights without sleep.

During this time, his second uncle came to visit several times and learned that he had chosen to risk his life to protect Xiao Xingran. Ultimately, he was soft-hearted and forgave this outrageous nephew.

He advised Qiu Xiaoman: "Take it easy, at least he did right by calling me 'Dad' those few times."

Qiu Xiaoman didn't want to say a word. Lying there was her father. She hated him, but she also loved him.

She didn't want him to die. If he came back to life, she would be willing to give him all her money, not even a single penny. They were truly a family of devils that haunted her.

She hoped for a miracle, holding Shen Qinghuai's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for even a moment.

Chen Jianjun also came several times during this period, wanting to ask her what exactly happened. Weren't there stray dogs and snakes at the scene? She could ask these animals about what happened before she was kidnapped, and she could ask herself about what happened after she arrived at the scene.

But she was reluctant to speak, either staring at Shen Qinghuai or at the electrocardiogram monitor next to her.

Chen Jianjun had no choice but to back down and handed the case over to Captain Zou to take charge of personally.

Team Leader Zou came several times. Knowing the situation was special, she wasn't in the mood to force her. After all, she was also a victim. Even if it was truly her self-defense and she manipulated the venomous snake to bite someone, there was nothing to criticize.

He left her a note, hoping that she could call the team back after Shen Qinghuai was out of danger.

Qiu Xiaoman had no idea he had come. She couldn't hear or see anything; all she could hear were the sounds of the instruments, and all she could see was her father.

She endured seven days of this, but finally couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.

She was awakened by the aroma of food. When she opened her eyes, Shen Qinglan was sitting next to her, feeding Shen Qinghuai's youngest son. Shen Qinghuai's other daughters were gathered around the bed, while the eldest daughter who had been switched at birth stood behind Qiu Xiaoman, combing her hair with a comb.

Qiu Xiaoman immediately checked the electrocardiogram monitor, and there was a curve! She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Qinglan comforted him, "You're awake? You... my brother is out of danger, it's just a matter of when he'll wake up. But you should also be mentally prepared, the worst-case scenario is that he becomes a vegetable, he won't die, but he won't be able to get up either."

Qiu Xiaoman said "Oh," relieved to be out of danger. As she tried to get up, her scalp was pulled painfully, and a little girl immediately apologized timidly behind her: "Sister, I'm sorry, your hair is messed up, I..."

Qiu Xiaoman wasn't angry. She turned around and touched the younger girl's face: "It's okay, thank you. I'm going to the restroom."

Shen Qinglan advised, "Go back, take a shower, eat something, and get some sleep. I'll take care of things here."

"Oh, thank you." Qiu Xiaoman was almost stale. After using the restroom, she quickly drove back. She was too embarrassed to go back to Yipin. How embarrassing it would be if her husband and child smelled her odor.

After taking a shower, she returned to her small family home, hugged Fuze and her daughter, and cried her heart out.

After crying, I fell asleep and slept very soundly.

Fu Ze held his daughter and gently closed the door: "Mom works very hard, let's not disturb her, shall we play with building blocks instead, baby?"

Little Xingran nodded seriously and said in her childish voice, "Mommy has lost weight."

Yes, Mom has lost weight. But her inner demons are gone too. They can go back anytime! Master is truly amazing; he didn't worry about anything and had the last laugh.

Fu Ze kissed his daughter's forehead: "It's okay. When Mommy wakes up, we'll serve her lots of food so she can eat her fill and grow some weight, okay?"

"Eat your food, grow fat!" Little Xingran has always been well-behaved. She didn't fuss even after a week without seeing her mother; she just clung to her father's arm every day, nestled in his embrace, and asked him—

Is Mom away on a business trip?

Is Mom working hard?

Is Mom hungry?

Does Mom miss the baby?

Her father always told her—

Mom is away on a business trip; she's going to catch bad guys, she's really good at it.

Mom works very hard, so baby needs to eat a lot of food so as not to worry Mom.

Mom isn't hungry. Mom is an adult and can take care of herself.

Mom misses her baby so much, so Mom wants to catch all the bad guys so they won't hurt the baby.

Little Xingran remembers everything. Her mother is so good and wonderful. She misses her mother, but she can't let her mother worry. She needs to eat lots of food so that her mother will be very happy when she comes back.

But why did Mom cry today?

Little Xingran couldn't understand, and holding the building blocks, she asked, "Mommy cried, was it because the bad guy was angry?"

Fu Ze was both amused and exasperated. This little guy was quite clever. He nodded, "Yes, the naughty boy was disobedient and made Mommy cry. But it's okay, Mommy will be fine after a nap. Come on, let's build a castle and show Mommy how amazing Xiao Xingran is! Okay?"

"Building castles! That's awesome!" The little voice was soft and sweet, filled with unprecedented pride and ambition.

Fu Ze affectionately stroked his daughter's little head and played with her attentively.

Unexpectedly, his wife slept for a full day and night. She must have been exhausted, both physically and mentally.

When she woke up, Xiao Xingran was yawning and getting ready to go to sleep.

Seeing her mother get up, Xiao Xingran immediately perked up and rushed over to hug her mother's leg: "Mommy, Mommy, the castle, it's so awesome!"

Huh? What? Qiu Xiaoman picked up her daughter, wanting to kiss her, but held back; she hadn't brushed her teeth, and they smelled bad.

As soon as her daughter turned her head, she smacked her cheek with her little mouth and said, "Mommy, look! A castle! It's amazing!"

Qiu Xiaoman quickly carried her daughter to look for the castle. After searching around, she found that Fu Ze had moved it behind the sofa, otherwise it would have blocked the way.

She knelt down and let the little one sit on her lap: "Wow, that's wonderful! Who made this?"

"Me and Daddy! Hehe!" Little Xingran was very proud! With her two little braids swinging, her head tilted, and her two big, watery eyes, she looked well-behaved and was waiting for praise.

Qiu Xiaoman quickly rubbed her cheek against the little baby's: "Oh my, my Xingran is so great!"

"Daddy is great too!" Little Xingran is a good child who knows the truth, and her father's contributions cannot be erased.

Fu Ze, who was serving rice in the kitchen, came out smiling: "Mom is great too. Mom caught a lot of bad guys. You can ask Mom if you don't believe me."

Little Xingran immediately tilted her head, stretched out both hands, spread her fingers, and asked cutely, "Mommy, how many bad guys are there?"

Qiu Xiaoman then bent her daughter's little fingers one by one, counting, "One, two... ten, grab them all!"

"Wow!!! Mom is the best!!!" The child's excited shouts echoed throughout the living room.

At that moment, Qiu Xiaoman understood the weight of Shen Qinghuai's all-or-nothing gamble.

If he had been afraid of death, if he hadn't held on, then she wouldn't be able to enjoy this time with her child now.

He was right, he did owe her, but now, he doesn't.

She forgave him.

All she hopes for now is that he can wake up and see his little granddaughter, whom he risked his life to protect.

How adorable! She even knows how to shower her parents with compliments. Where can you find such a cute little darling?

It's such a blessing that the child is alright.

Qiu Xiaoman got up, carried the child to Fu Ze's side, wanted to kiss him, but was afraid of the smell in her mouth, so she quickly put the child in his arms.

Fu Ze knew she didn't want to damage her image, so he didn't laugh at her. Instead, he took the child and went to get chopsticks for the mother.

When he came back with the child and sat down, Qiu Xiaoman had already tidied herself up and looked radiant. She ran over and hugged the father and daughter, kissing them so hard they almost fainted!

Fu Ze was both amused and exasperated, and protested, "Alright, alright, it's nine o'clock. Xiao Xingran should go to sleep. She needs to grow, right, baby?"

"Yes, growing!" the little guy said clearly and was extremely cute.

Fu Ze then carried the child to the nursery and put him to sleep.

After the child fell asleep, he came out and saw that his wife was crying even while eating.

Quickly come over and comfort her: "Tell me, these are tears of happiness, aren't they?"

"Yes!" Qiu Xiaoman put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and hugged Fu Ze, acting coquettishly. "I was so scared! I really thought my dad was going to die. Luckily, he's alright, but he might become a vegetable. If he really becomes a vegetable, who will take care of him? I'm his daughter, it's not appropriate for me to clean his body. We'll have to hire a caregiver, right?"

"I'll do it." Fu Ze wasn't afraid of hard work. At worst, he could stop his craft, since his family wasn't short of money anyway.

Qiu Xiaoman felt bad: "Isn't this inappropriate? We have to take care of his bodily functions and change his diapers. It's very tiring. I'd better hire a caregiver."

“No need. If you hire a caregiver, where will Dad live? And where will the caregiver live? If they live separately, you won’t be able to see him. Are you comfortable with that? If they live together, our daughter won’t be able to hide from you.” Fu Ze earnestly advised, “I’ll take care of him. He’s your father. He raised you until you were six years old, so it’s reasonable for me to take care of him for six years, right? We’ll talk about it again if he doesn’t wake up after six years.”

Qiu Xiaoman was very moved, but she still couldn't bear to see him working so hard. After thinking it over, she decided to take a risk: "I'll let Brother Tenglong come. He's a reliable person. As long as we give him more money, we won't let him work for nothing."

"Wait a little longer, maybe he'll wake up in a few days. Don't tell your brother yet." Fu Ze still disagreed. Anyway, they still had to wait for the stitches to be removed, and they weren't allowed to leave the hospital now.

Qiu Xiaoman listened to the advice and stopped thinking about it. She just kept sighing. She never expected that her biological father, whom she had resented for generations, would be willing to risk his life for her daughter. She really forgave him.

Fu Ze felt like he had become Sun Wukong, constantly being lectured by her, but he couldn't bear to say anything to her, so he could only shut her up and let her enjoy the good things in life.

More than an hour later, Qiu Xiaoman, having enjoyed a wonderful time, got up and took another shower.

Fu Ze didn't want to wait, so he took his bathrobe and went in too. The two of them took a strange bath together.

When they came out, Qiu Xiaoman was being hugged by him, and she couldn't help but complain, "Looks like you've built up your arms, you're pretty strong."

"Silly girl, you're not heavy." Fu Ze blushed as he thought about the absurdity of what had just happened, and whispered in her ear, "Try it again next time, it was really exciting."

"Go to hell." Qiu Xiaoman was exhausted. As soon as she touched the bed, she hugged the man's arm and fell asleep.

The strange old man returned the next day and cast a divination for Shen Qinghuai, predicting that he would wake up within seven days.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Xiaoman was overjoyed and quickly made preparations to return the assets she held to her second uncle and the others. The Beast Taming Continent didn't need these things; their sect was the number one sect, with exceptionally abundant wealth.

Six days later, Shen Qinghuai woke up. He had finally fought against death and prevented his daughter from observing mourning for him.

Qiu Xiaoman went to the police station, but she knew nothing about it and said she had forgotten. In the end, Captain Zou had no choice but to let her come back.

As soon as she entered the ward, she saw Shen Qinghuai talking to Shen Qinglan. Qiu Xiaoman pushed open the door and, without hesitation, exclaimed, "Dad, you're awake!"

Shen Qinghuai suspected that he was actually dead, otherwise why would he be hallucinating?

He quickly lay down to see if his soul had left his body or if he had come back to life.

His daughter ran up to him and called out "Dad" again. Only then did he sit up, still somewhat doubtful: "What did you call me?"

“Dad!” Qiu Xiaoman sat by his bedside, holding his hand. “You’re better? I have good news for you.”

"What?"

"Your ex-wife, Liang Yuting, has gotten together with a wealthy businessman and shouldn't be causing you any more trouble."

"Oh, that's good." Shen Qinghuai was a little taken aback; the turn of events was too abrupt. He suddenly asked curiously, "Was this arranged by your second uncle?"

"Yes. Also, her brother was bitten to death by a snake, and those other children have all been taken away by the child welfare agency."

"Oh, that's good. As long as they don't starve, that's fine." Shen Qinghuai didn't want to worry about this. He had a bunch of kids of his own. Everyone should mind their own business. It's not like the Liang family's children's aunt is dead.

Qiu Xiaoman had something else to say. After hesitating for a moment, she mustered up her courage and told him, "Dad, I'm leaving."

What? Shen Qinghuai immediately grabbed her hand: "Where are you going? Another business trip? Aren't you in school? You can refuse, it's too dangerous."

Qiu Xiaoman shook her head: "Dad, remember to tidy up my room when you come back."

Shen Qinghuai wanted to ask something more, but saw that her daughter had already turned and left. She stood at the door and waved her hand: "I won't wait for you to be discharged from the hospital. I have to go."

If I don't leave now, I won't be able to bear it.

On the left are my husband, daughter, and master; on the right are my father and a bunch of random younger siblings.

There's no doubt she'll choose.

After being discharged from the hospital, Shen Qinghuai rushed to Yipin, only to find it deserted, with only a letter, a potted plant, a videotape of Xiaoxingran, and a stack of bank cards left for him.

He picked up the letter and suddenly burst into tears.

It turns out that those few "Dad"s he heard were exchanged for a final farewell.

He slumped down on the sofa, a middle-aged man who had no face to cry. He could only bury his face in his hands and silently shed tears all night.

When Shen Wanming returned the next day and saw him, he was furious: "Why didn't you say she was going to leave? If you had known, you should have made sure she never forgave you!"

"Uncle, please stop talking, I'm in pain." Shen Qinghuai's eyes were red and swollen from crying. This was probably the greatest punishment for him. He was alive, but his daughter had gone elsewhere and would never come back.

Shen Wanming sat down and kept sighing: "Before she left, she asked me to transfer the entire house to you. The formalities are almost done, and all that's missing is your signature."

"What would I do with so much wealth?" Shen Qinghuai's eyes were lifeless, and his face was blank.

Shen Wanming said helplessly, "So you're not going to take care of me in my old age? This kid is really something, he won't even take me with him."

"Be content, Uncle. At least she told you herself before she left. I was kept in the dark the whole time. She only left me a letter."

Shen Wanming thought about it and agreed. It wasn't a bad deal. His nephew was acting like a decent person now, so it would be good for him to have him as his son. He could also get three granddaughters and a grandson for free.

The uncle and nephew reached an agreement and quickly completed the formalities the next day.

As for the house and savings that Aunt Lin gave to Qiu Xiaoman, they were all transferred to Grandma Lin, and Qiu Xiaoman did not take a single penny with her.

Even his father couldn't be taken away, which shows his failure.

He was depressed for a few days, but he pulled himself together and went to work.

Life must go on, the children must be raised, and he is still the father of several other children.

He still had a potted plant to take care of, after all, it had kept him alive by his very last breath.

In the letter, she also reminded him that although she had found adoptive homes for the cats and dogs, she was worried and hoped that he would take the time to check on them and make sure the animals were not mistreated.

She trusted him so much, how could he bear to let her down?

This time, he will be a good father, he definitely will.