Chapter 222 How can there be two Shengshengs?
The night was getting darker, but Nanchuan Shijue was completely unaware of the passage of time.
He wiped Ning Fengsheng's sweat over and over again, changed the ice pack, and adjusted the speed of the drip...
I fed her water every once in a while to prevent her from getting dehydrated.
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks were flushed, his forehead was burning, and his breathing was rapid and weak. He was obviously struggling in pain from the high fever.
His brows knitted together. Damn it! It was all his fault for locking her in the basement!
Moss tried to persuade him to rest several times, but was forced back by his sharp eyes.
"Master, you've been guarding for six hours..." Moss couldn't understand. The master wanted to kill Miss Si at one moment, and felt heartbroken at the next.
This is not a good situation.
…
In the morning, Moss opened the door again——
Nanchuan Shijue leaned tiredly in his chair, his expensive suit jacket casually thrown aside, and his shirt cuffs wrinkled badly.
Those eyes that were usually as sharp as an eagle were now bloodshot and looked very haggard.
The young master actually stayed with this woman all night without sleeping.
"Master... today is the day to return home, and the plane will take off in a few hours."
Nanchuan's eyes were still fixed on the unconscious person on the bed, and he seemed to be thinking: "Retreat."
"Miss Ning and the young master are still waiting for you at home! Young Master...let Miss Si go, and let yourself go too. Don't delay any longer for an insignificant woman."
Nanchuan Shijue raised a sly smile at the corner of his mouth: "Insignificant people, are you sure?"
How could he be content without an answer?
"Master, wake up! She just looks like Miss Ning! You can't just mistake her for—"
"What if she is?" Nanchuan Shijue frowned, caught in some painful contradiction.
"Are there two Miss Nings in this world?" Moss sighed. "She is Miss Ning, so who is the one in the Rose Garden?"
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Nanchuan Shijue's heart.
Memories came flooding back like a tide - in the rose-filled coffin in the rose garden, Ning Fengsheng smiled for the last time in her white wedding dress; in the intensive care unit, the instruments emitted a long, shrill beep; and late at night, he roared in despair in the heavy rain while holding his child's urn.
His expression instantly became painful and distorted, his fingers tightened unconsciously, and his nails dug deep into his palms.
He was very sure that the woman in the Rose Garden was his one and only Shengsheng, and had never been replaced.
How could there be two Shengshengs in this world? Unless—
"She came to see me from another time and space."
Moss opened his mouth and said, "Master, you are deceiving yourself!"
"I have evidence." Nanchuan Shijue flipped through a thick leather book.
Only then did Moss notice that there were some books stacked beside the bed, and the covers of the books were all related to the supernatural.
Things like "The Mystery of Time Travel", "Theory of Parallel Worlds", "Research on Reincarnation of Souls", etc.
The laptop screen next to him was lit, and on the page was a news item: "A woman claims to have traveled from the future."
Moss's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
The young master has always disdained these illusory things, but suddenly he became superstitious?
"Master, you have always advocated science..."
“There’s a scientific explanation for all of this.”
Nanchuan Shijue spent the entire night researching topics like black hole travel and time distortion...
"Master, you may be missing Miss Ning too much and have wild thoughts. The DNA results will be out this afternoon. They may just be twins who look alike."
"Similar?" Nanchuan Shijue opened his scarlet lips. "If it's just the skin that's similar, do you think I would even look at her? Moss, you know exactly what I'm talking about."
Everything about this woman is exactly the same as Ning Fengsheng.
Moss opened his mouth, but was speechless.
Although he didn't understand Miss Ning as well as the young master, he had taken care of Miss Ning in Meiyuan for three years...
It is indeed very obvious that this Miss Si is very similar to him.
"I've also looked up information," Nanchuan Shijue picked up another book and flipped through it. "Even twins have completely different personalities. They're influenced by a combination of factors, including genetics, environment, education, family atmosphere, and personal experience."
From the moment he saw Ning Fengsheng, he was certain without a doubt that it was her soul that lived in this body...
Through her eyes, his heart recognized it before he did, and felt an extremely familiar tingling sensation.
"If it's really as the young master said, why doesn't Miss Ning recognize you?"
This sentence instantly made Nanchuan Shijue irritated.
He imagined countless possibilities, and rejected them one by one...
He doubted even the most outrageous supernatural phenomena, so perhaps he really was crazy.
"Wait until she wakes up." Nanchuan Shijue's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, with a chilling coldness, "I want to ask her personally--"
"Master!"
"Get out!" The roar of Nanchuan Shijue made Moss tremble all over.
Before leaving, he whispered, "I hope you won't betray Miss Ning..."
…
afternoon.
Nanchuan Shijue looked at the unconscious Ning Fengsheng, and his anxiety and uneasiness reached its peak.
He grabbed the collar of the doctor who came to check on him and asked fiercely, "Why aren't you awake yet?!"
"Master, her condition is slowly improving, but she just needs time to recover..."
"It's been a day and a night, how much longer will it take?!"
Ning Fengsheng just woke up and heard the man's thundering voice, so loud...
The doctor saw her open her eyes and shouted as if he had been granted amnesty: "She's awake! She's awake! Master, she's awake!"
Nanchuan Shijue immediately let go of the doctor and pushed him away: "Are you still waiting to die? Check her out quickly!"
The doctor quickly picked up the thermometer and took Ning Fengsheng's temperature: "The temperature has dropped by more than half, and the condition is much more stable."
Ning Fengsheng felt dizzy and weak all over.
Nanchuan Shijue walked over, his tall body almost covering her completely.
"How do you feel?" His voice was still cold and hard, but there was a barely perceptible hint of nervousness.
Ning Fengsheng's eyes were confused and his lips were cracked and chapped.
"Water..." She uttered a syllable with difficulty.
The servant beside her immediately brought warm water and carefully placed it to her lips.
Ning Fengsheng had just taken a sip when he started coughing because the swallowing action pulled his throat.
"Waste!" Nanchuan Shijue snatched the water cup, personally lifted the back of her neck, and gently placed the rim of the cup against her lips, "Drink slowly, no one is competing with you."
Ning Fengsheng's mouth was bitter, and the high fever had evaporated a lot of water vapor, even though Nanchuan Shijue had been feeding her water all night...
Looking at the cup of water that was handed to her lips, she obediently took small sips, but she never dared to look him in the eye.
She remembered that the man had coldly and ruthlessly locked her in the basement yesterday, and she thought she would be punished more severely when she woke up.
And now he was acting so... concerned?
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