A tragic childhood under the shadow of a stepfather, a desolate love that could never be, a clown-masked man in a late-night alley, the crisp moonlight, and the cold blade.
Oh, and the waiter...
"Xiaolin, have you ever deeply loved someone?" Qi Huan raised his tear-filled eyes and asked Xu Xiaolin. However, even at this moment, Qi Huan remained clear-headed, and the blood-stained blade was once again placed against Han Lin's neck.
Upon hearing Qi Huan's question, Xu Xiaolin slowly lowered her head and remained silent for a long time without uttering a single word.
"I'm not sure if you believe in love, but at least after meeting Acheng, he became my everything. You don't need to hide Acheng's illness from me. I privately inquired with Dr. Wu, who said that Acheng had a severe cold before, which made his condition worse and very dangerous. Since that's the case, I have nothing to be afraid of or worried about. Let him go to hell with me." After saying that, Qi Huan looked at Han Lin and laughed coldly twice.
The cold light in Qi Huan's eyes grew stronger, and a layer of blood gradually rose in his eyes. The blade slowly moved away from Han Lin's neck. Qi Huan twisted the hilt of the knife, and after the blade turned ninety degrees, the tip of the knife was accurately aimed at Han Lin's Adam's apple.
Xu Xiaolin didn't know what else to say to comfort Qi Huan, so she could only shake her head repeatedly with a distressed expression. Just then, Wang Shen's phone rang. Wang Shen frowned slightly, picked up the phone, and a glimmer of light seemed to appear in his eyes.
"Don't be impulsive!" Wang Shen shouted at Qi Huan. "Look, it's Dr. Wu's call. If he's calling at this hour, it must mean something's wrong with A-Cheng." Wang Shen pointed to the name "Wu Yi" on the phone screen while holding it up to Qi Huan.
Upon hearing this, Qi Huan immediately wiped away her tears and stared intently at Wang Shen. At this moment, Wang Shen's feelings were extremely complicated. He wasn't even sure if he should answer the call. But given the current situation, he had no choice but to.
Wang Shen prayed silently, hoping Wu Yi would bring good news. Otherwise, when all of Qi Huan's hopes were dashed, the tip of the knife would pierce straight into Han Lin's throat. Wang Shen took a deep breath and exhaled. Finally, Wang Shen pressed the answer button, simultaneously pressing the speakerphone button and turning the volume up to maximum.
"Dr. Wu, is there something wrong with Cheng?" Wang Shen asked immediately after the call connected.
“That’s right.” Wu Yi’s voice came from the other end of the phone.
“I think it should be good news.” Before Wu Yi could finish speaking, Wang Shen interrupted her and continued on his own. “President Qi’s condition is a bit unstable right now. If Acheng gets better, I think it will be a great comfort to her.” It turned out that Wang Shen wanted to convey some information to Wu Yi through this conversation.
After hearing Wang Shen's words, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. "Yes, this time I really have good news," Wu Yi's voice came through the phone again. Hearing Wu Yi say this, Wang Shen finally felt relieved.
"Acheng's condition has indeed improved, which is nothing short of a miracle. His burns were so severe, coupled with a bad cold, that he had developed an infection and a heart attack. But after several days of observation and resuscitation, most of his vital signs have stabilized. It seems this young man has an extremely strong will to live." It's unclear whether Wu Yi fully understood Wang Shen's meaning. In any case, Wu Yi's description of Acheng's condition was one of hopeful outcomes.
Wang Shen didn't hang up the phone or reply to Wu Yi's explanation. Instead, he turned his gaze to Qi Huan. "See, I told you, Acheng would get better. If Acheng survives, but you can't be by his side, it will be another tragedy. You love Acheng so much, you can't bear it, right? So, calm down, let's go to the hospital to see how Acheng is doing, okay?" Wang Shen said, slowly moving towards Qi Huan.
A slight smile finally appeared on Qi Huan's face, and the grip on the knife loosened considerably. Just as Wang Shen was about to approach Qi Huan, Qi Huan's eyes turned fierce again.
Qi Huan pressed the tip of the knife against Han Lin's throat and shouted, "Back off!"
Wang Shen and the other two were taken aback, unsure what had happened. Wang Shen and Qi Huan exchanged a glance, and Wang Shen saw the hatred in Qi Huan's eyes. Wang Shen immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and stepped back to his original position.
"Sister Huan, what's wrong with you? Acheng is fine now, why are you still like this?" Xu Xiaolin glanced at Qi Huan and asked with a sob in her voice.
“I don’t believe what he said.” Qi Huan’s gaze turned to Wang Shen. “This is too much of a coincidence. This might all be a trap set by him and that doctor.”
"Sister, your imagination runs wild." Liang Zichen chuckled inappropriately, then resumed his serious expression.
When Wang Shen heard Qi Huan's words, his heart skipped a beat. Wang Shen couldn't be sure if Wu Yi had understood the implication behind his words, which was why she had lied about A-Cheng's condition. Fine beads of sweat began to appear on Wang Shen's palm as he gripped his phone.
"Captain Wang, Captain Wang, can you hear me?" Only then did Wang Shen realize that the call hadn't ended. Wu Yi's voice came from the other end of the line again.
"Dr. Wu, what's wrong?" Wang Shen picked up his phone and asked. Hearing Wu Yi's voice, Wang Shen finally felt relieved and glad he hadn't hung up. Wu Yi must have overheard their conversation. Therefore, no matter what, Wu Yi would cooperate in playing this role. But how would Wu Yi convince Qi Huan that A-Cheng was alright?
“Acheng can speak now. I’ll hang up now and video call you later. You can let her see Acheng’s condition in person.” Wu Yi explained Acheng’s condition over the phone.
Wang Shen was overjoyed. It turned out that A-Cheng had truly escaped death. In the midst of Wang Shen's happiness, Wu Yi's call ended. Not long after, Wu Yi sent a video call request. Wang Shen immediately answered the call.
"Captain Wang, I've already pointed the video at Acheng. You can just give her your phone." Wang Shen glanced at Acheng in the video; he was wrapped up like a mummy.
"President Qi, you heard it too, we didn't lie to you, did we? Now it's up to you to verify it." After saying that, Wang Shen was about to approach Qi Huan.
"Don't come any closer." Qi Huan stopped Wang Shen from advancing, indicating that she was still wary of him.
"How can I show you the video if I don't come over?" Wang Shen looked at Qi Huan with a puzzled expression.
"Give the phone to Xiaolin and have her bring it over," Qi Huan commanded.
Wang Shen nodded helplessly and handed the phone to Xu Xiaolin.
"Xiaolin, you are the person I trust most in this world besides Acheng. Don't let me down. And..." Qi Huan paused...