Chang Le woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into a novel. She became the 'fake' daughter, a character notorious for her wicked ways and who was destined to be killed off, in a st...
Clearly, the person lying in that ward was the "successor" that Fu Guang had mentioned.
Fu Guang sat on the edge of the bed and gently used a warm towel to wipe away the sweat seeping from Xiao Chang Le's forehead.
His gaze was completely fixed on the person on the bed, as if he were guarding a priceless treasure that he had not obtained before.
When Chang Le woke up the next day, Fu Guang was in a meeting. There was a rapid knock on the door. Luo Xuan went to open the door, and Chen Wusui stood anxiously at the door looking at Fu Guang.
He immediately realized what was going on, said "Luo Xuan will chair the next meeting," and then hurriedly left.
In a ward at the Cuiwei Hospital Affiliated to Cuiwei, Changfeng was extremely anxious.
The once pristine floor was now a mess, with ornaments, flowers, and household items scattered all over the place.
A patient with bulging eyes, convulsing, and blurred consciousness was being carried away from the doorway. A gruesome laceration ran down the side of his neck, the gauze used for emergency hemostasis now stained crimson with blood.
Meanwhile, on the hospital bed in the room, the IV needle had been forcibly pulled off, leaving a trail of blood drops on the pristine white sheets.
Chang Le, who was receiving an IV drip, suddenly attacked someone and then curled up in the gap between the hospital bed and the wall, clutching the blanket. He looked like a frightened cat with its fur standing on end, guarding the last corner and refusing to let anyone get close.
Changfeng opened his arms and approached you slightly, seemingly without any suspicion: "Little girl, don't be afraid. That was a sick patient. He couldn't control himself and scared you. I apologize on his behalf. I'm a doctor, I won't hurt you, please believe me, okay?"
Chang Le stared intently at him, baring his sharp fangs as he drew closer.
Changfeng stopped in his tracks, not daring to go any further, for fear of upsetting her.
"Who hurt Alai?" An angry voice rang out in the corridor.
Then, footsteps approached quickly, and Mu Liangchao, his face full of anger, appeared at the door. He stepped forward with a stern expression and questioned, "Did you hurt Alai?"