Chapter 6 Can You See It? Rivals Become Brothers
The door suddenly opened, and Tao Bei walked out with a serious expression. Seeing her standing alone in the doorway, he kindly explained, "Dr. Huang said he needs hot water."
Zhou Yuanli had already left. Tao Bei hurriedly ran downstairs and quickly came back upstairs carrying a bucket of water.
Youzhen could see it clearly the instant the door opened and closed.
Qin Lingchuan's tall, muscular body leaned to one side, his sharply defined face filled with weakness and pain. One fingertip gripped his upper abdomen tightly, writhing in agony.
The bed sheet was stained red in a large area.
She dazedly clung to the wall to keep from falling.
No matter what, it was she who harmed him.
This child, after all, is her nephew.
She couldn't suppress a sob, and immediately covered her mouth with both hands, afraid of disturbing the treatment inside.
Dr. Huang, on the other hand, was used to it: "It's nothing, just a bit of bleeding, but it's stopped now. Haven't you told Miss Xia yet?"
Qin Lingchuan slowly shook his head: "Tell her after the stitches are removed."
After a moment of silence, he said again, "I want to see her reaction with my own eyes."
Dr. Huang nodded: "Okay. The bandages can be removed tomorrow. Please rest and recover."
Qin Lingchuan had extremely sensitive hearing; how could he not hear her crying so bitterly outside the door?
He weakly waved to Tao Bei: "Go tell her I'm fine, don't let her worry."
Tao Bei suppressed his worry and replied, "Okay. I know what to say."
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He didn't know what time it was, it was still dark when Qin Lingchuan woke up from his deep sleep. The pain in his abdomen was still clear and sharp. Although it was not as unbearable as during the day, it still disturbed his mind.
Fortunately, the child was alright; otherwise, he wouldn't even have had a chance to see her.
He slightly raised himself and looked down; his belly was bulging, which reassured him somewhat.
He used to dislike his belly and always wanted to cover it up, but now he desperately wants it to be more prominent and rounder.
The room was dark, and although visibility was poor, it wasn't completely black. Qin Lingchuan suddenly froze—he could see again?
He raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes; Dr. Huang had already removed the stitches while he was unconscious.
He wasn't quite used to the light yet; he'd lived in darkness long enough.
He reached for his phone from the bedside table; the time showed he had been asleep for a day and a night.
Qin Lingchuan got up and went downstairs.
A familiar, slender figure is busy in the kitchen.
A yellow halo fell on her white T-shirt, making her hair glow with a soft, fuzzy sheen, creating a warm and peaceful scene.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Youzhen turned around: "You're awake?"
The person behind her suddenly stepped forward to hug her, but stopped just a step away.
She met his gaze and waved her hand happily in front of him: "How are you feeling? Are your eyes adjusting?"
She didn't have that mole at the corner of her eye, and on her face, which was exactly the same as Youzhen's, there was no cinnabar mole.
How is this possible?!
He wouldn't mistake someone for someone else!
Did he really mistake someone for someone else?
again? !
Could it be that Ruozhen has been taking care of him all these days?
It felt like I was suddenly falling from the clouds, completely out of control, not knowing how to manage this huge drop.
Seeing that he looked strange, Youzhen asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Qin Lingchuan tentatively called out, "Youzhen?"
The face showed a confused expression, then frowned: "Aren't your eyes better yet? Why are you calling me that again?"
Qin Lingchuan couldn't help but take a step back and bumped into the door frame.
"Hey, slow down." Youzhen hurriedly helped him up, and Qin Lingchuan groped his way out.
Youzhen was both distressed and anxious: "What's wrong? Can't you still see? I'll go call Dr. Huang."
Qin Lingchuan slid down the wall and sat on the sofa, but she still didn't come back.
All those hopes and expectations over the past few days have come to nothing.
Qin Lingchuan shook his head mockingly. He had thought Youzhen had forgiven him, but she reminded him with this cruel joke.
In the end, she refused to come back.
After Youzhen finished her call, she turned around and gently hugged him: "It's okay, don't be afraid. This is only temporary, everything will be alright. Let's eat first, okay? Didn't you tell me before that no matter what happens, you should eat well?"
Qin Lingchuan watched as she brought out the dishes, served him rice, and placed it in front of him.
He always treated her as Youzhen and couldn't bear to go against her wishes. Pretending nothing was wrong, he took the bowl, his heart aching with unconcealed sorrow, and his voice trembled as he said, "You eat too."
Youzhen nodded, then remembered that he couldn't see, and softly replied, "Okay."
She had only taken a few bites when tears started streaming down her face.
Seeing the unconcealed desolation in his eyes, she felt a pang of pain in her heart.
Qin Lingchuan silently ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and Youzhen tried to comfort him: "Is it not good? You know, we used to have a chef at home, and I'm not very good at cooking. Please give me some face."
This is exactly the same as Youzhen's cooking from before, but now it tastes bland and hard to swallow.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her tears fall into the bowl, and Qin Lingchuan felt as if the air had frozen, making him feel suffocated.
He couldn't sit still any longer: "Excuse me, I need to talk to Tao Bei about something. You eat first."
As Youzhen watched his retreating figure, she could no longer hold back and sobbed uncontrollably at her desk.
Qin Lingchuan, this might be the last meal we eat alone together.
Tomorrow, I will become Zhou Yuanli's woman.
Qin Lingchuan asked Tao Bei to investigate the number of facial plastic surgeries performed in major hospitals over the past three months.
Youzhen had Zhou Yuanli delete all the medical records, so of course he couldn't find them.
The previous act of feigning injury was a kind of pledge of allegiance.
Zhou Yuanli promised her the position of vice president of his company and took her back to the Zhou family to meet his elders.
The Zhou family's old residence consists of three independent old Western-style houses.
The magnificent three-story main building was the residence of Zhou Qingyue, his daughter-in-law Fan Jia, and his grandson Zhou Yuanli.
There was a fountain in front of the building, surrounded by fragrant flowers, and a separate courtyard to the west, where Youzhen was arranged to live.
Youzhen had nowhere to go. To be precise, everything she had before was thanks to Zhou Yuanli.
Therefore, she had to stay wherever Zhou Yuanli told her to.
Grandpa was quite satisfied with his fiancée, asking her all sorts of questions and saying that they were a perfect match.
The east side was formerly the residence of Zhou Qingyue's eldest son, and it has been empty for many years.
It was freshly cleaned just a week ago.
Zhou Yuanli asked curiously, "Grandpa, can you tell me now? Who exactly did you save that set in the east for?"
The heavy door suddenly opened, and a group of people walking against the light attracted the attention of the Zhou family.
Walking in the very center, leading the way, was Qin Lingchuan, dressed in a smart suit and exuding confidence.
The Zhou family members each had their own thoughts about this eldest son who had returned to the family, but they could not ignore his handsome appearance.
However, what seemed completely out of place with him was a white cane in his hand.
The "tap-tap" sound of the ground made the silence even more awkward.
Zhou Qingyue opened his arms wide: "Chuan'er, you've worked hard all these years. Welcome home."
"I've gotten used to being alone all these years." Qin Lingchuan said with a slightly distant tone, his eyes fixed blankly on a certain spot. He had been standing outside the door for a long time, and he had heard enough of the laughter and chatter, especially Xia Youzhen's laughter.
"Has the Zhou family always had this many members?"
The old man stepped forward and said, "Oh, they're all housekeepers and nannies. If you don't like them, we'll arrange fewer for you."
Youzhen could hardly believe her eyes and ears. When did Qin Lingchuan become the eldest son of the Zhou family and Zhou Yuanli's older brother?
The old man glanced at Zhou Yuanli beside him: "Call someone."
Zhou Yuanli gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke, and squeezed out a "Big Brother" through his teeth.
Qin Lingchuan placed his hands on his white cane: "Now that I'm back in this family, I should naturally follow the Zhou family's rules."
"Grandpa, what should we do if any of the Zhou family's descendants misbehave?"
The old man looked at his eldest grandson, whom he had lost and then found again, with a loving expression, and casually replied, "Of course he should be punished according to family rules."
This was something Qin Lingchuan had repeatedly told him before he was able to return to the Zhou family today.
The eldest grandson now wields immense power and influence, practically controlling everything. Public opinion can be devastating, and he must be wary.
Qin Lingchuan drew a circle on the pole with his thumb: "Well, since my second brother calls me 'elder brother,' it's my first day back home, so naturally I should set some rules. How much should be the penalty for gang fighting?"
Zhou Yuanli stared at him in disbelief, but couldn't even get a chance to make eye contact.
Qin Lingchuan asked again slowly, his tone already showing some impatience: "How much?"
Zhou Yuanli turned his head away: "Fifty lashes."
"Very good. Tao Bei, take it."
The servants were adept at reading the wind and, fearing Qin Lingchuan's status, dared not make any obvious expressions or actions.
Zhou Yuanli's subordinates were not present, so Tao Bei immediately grabbed him by the shoulders and twisted his arms behind his back.
He struggled angrily: "Qin Lingchuan, what evidence do you have that I participated in a group fight?"
Qin Lingchuan chuckled and handed the USB drive from his pocket to Zhou Qingyue.
Zhou Yuanli had no idea that Qin Lingchuan had secretly installed a camera that day.
If he had just stood by and watched, that would have been one thing, but he personally went up and punched him a few times.
The old man was most averse to the idea of his brothers not getting along.
Zhou Qingyue's face darkened as expected, and he gestured with his eyes to take the person to the dark room.
Zhou Yuanli shouted, "Grandpa, you've never hit me since I was little. But as soon as Qin Lingchuan came, you started showing favoritism!"
Qin Lingchuan remained silent, waiting for the old man to speak.
Seeing that the situation was about to become tense, Zhou Qingyue waved his hand and said, "Your elder brother is right. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. If you dare to call your elder brother by his full name, you will receive five more lashes."
Zhou Yuanli was taken away like that, and Zhou Qingyue dismissed the servants, which was considered to save him some face.
As Youzhen listened to the wails coming from the darkroom, her heart clenched.
Inside the room, only she and Qin Lingchuan remained.
She ignored him and walked past him.
As they brushed past each other, her fair wrist was suddenly gripped tightly.
Qin Lingchuan's voice was low and hoarse: "Why did you go back to him?"
Youzhen shook off his hand: "I don't understand what Mr. Qin is saying. Oh, should I still call you Mr. Zhou?"
"Zhou Lingchuan? Ha, that sounds awful and we're incompatible. Xia Youzhen, do you still believe him?"
Youzhen took a half step back: "I don't trust anyone now. After all, you two are brothers, and I'm an outsider. There's no reason for me to help an outsider instead of my own brother."
Qin Lingchuan patiently continued to advise her in a low voice, "Zhou Yuanli is a dangerous person. Don't take the risk yourself."
Youzhen raised an eyebrow, her eyes crinkling: "Mr. Qin isn't in danger? In this game of pretend, Mr. Qin didn't choose the role of a male model, but a young master?"
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