Chapter 113: Wan Ning? What Wan Ning?
Cen You suddenly stood up from his chair, looked at his hands, and his gaze gradually moved to his face.
The two held their breath and saw Wen Yuci's eyelids trembling continuously, and finally, they opened a crack.
Shen Qingchen quickly turned around and called for a doctor, completely forgetting that Cen You in the room was also a doctor.
Cen You's palms were slightly wet with excitement as he briefly checked his physical condition.
Wen Yuci was still a little unconscious, frowning as he watched the doctor perform a physical examination on him.
Fortunately, they shaved his beard and cut his hair, and there was not much change in him except that he became thinner.
His ribs and leg bones had not fully recovered yet, and he was pressed on the bed by Cen You. Wen Yuci looked at him with dissatisfaction.
Then, he cleared his long-dry throat and uttered a few syllables, asking, "Where's Wan Ning?"
Shen Qingchen handed him a cup of warm water, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "What Wan Ning?"
Wen Yuci held the water cup and took a sip to moisten his throat. Then he said with a bit of impatience: "How is Wan Ning now?"
He remembered clearly that when the plane crashed, he was only worried about whether she was in danger.
Cen You sat by the bed, looking at him with the same expression as Shen Qingchen: "Wan Ning? Who is Wan Ning?"
Wen Yuci was originally leaning on the pillow, but when he heard his words, he became visibly agitated, regardless of the injury to his ribs.
"Shu Wanning, my wife, did you two also hurt your brains?"
Shen Qingchen blinked his eyes in confusion, took a few steps forward, reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead, and then touched his own.
He tutted his words and looked at Wen Yuci in confusion: "Brother, you don't have a fever. Did you fall and become stupid? Where did you get your wife?"
Cen You, who was standing by, met Wen Yuci's gaze and nodded affirmatively: "Yuci, you've been single for 27 years, how could you have a wife?"
Wen Yuci had a look of surprise on his face, not understanding what nonsense these two people were talking about.
His cell phone had been broken a long time ago. He reached out to Shen Qingchen for his phone and dialed Shu Wanning's number without any hesitation.
'Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable...'
Then, he called Yan He and Yan Hao, then closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed, his heart pounding.
When Yan He and Yan Hao arrived, before they had time to get excited, they heard Wen Yuci's question. They looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion.
"Boss, there's no such thing as a wife. I haven't heard you mention that."
Several people in the ward looked at each other, and Wen Yuci's expectant eyes gradually dimmed.
He lifted the quilt, and Shen Qingchen quickly held him down: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, where are you going?"
"Go to Qianyue Bay, go to the Wen family, go to Sheng'an, and find Shu Wanning."
His strength had not yet fully recovered, so Shen Qingchen pushed him back onto the bed.
Cen You frowned slightly and said, "Qianyue Bay is fine, and the Wen family has Yu Ming looking after them.
Yuci, does your head hurt? Are there any sequelae left?"
"I'm not sick, I'm sober! Stop playing around, I still have the one she gave me..."
He raised his hand, a mist gradually appeared in his eyes, and the ring on his ring finger was gone.
He searched in his empty hands, but found nothing, then picked up the phone Yan Haoxin had brought him.
He logged into all his social media accounts, but there wasn't a single piece of information related to Shu Wanning.
His breath was trembling, the corners of his eyes were red as if dripping blood, and tears hung on his eyelashes, stubbornly refusing to fall.
"You guys go out first."
He uttered a few words and looked at the sunlight outside the window, which made him feel cold in his heart.
When Wen Yuming rushed to the hospital, Shen Qingchen was sitting at the door of the ward and winking at him. After entering the room, tears fell from his eyes.
"Brother! You finally woke up! Do you know how scared I was these days?"
He walked up to Wen Yuci and held his hand, crying like a child who had just found his home.
Wen Yuci looked at him as if he had found a lifeline, with hope in his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Where's your sister-in-law?"
Wen Yuming wiped away his tears: "What sister-in-law? How can I have a sister-in-law?"
He touched Wen Yuci's injured leg and grinned, "I heard that your plane was severely damaged, and the amulet in your pocket was broken.
But you came back safely, brother, I said that the amulet was particularly effective!"
He was wearing a suit, his hair was no longer frizzy, and he looked much thinner and more mature.
Wen Yuci looked at his tearful eyes, and the pain in his heart that had just started to torment him again.
He nodded and agreed, "Well, thanks to your amulet."
He clutched his phone, forcing himself to calm down, his sick face full of shocking wounds.
He whispered, choking with sobs: "Yuming, am I dreaming?"
"What dream?"
He touched the ring finger of his left hand, tears in his eyes, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to break in the quiet ward.
He said, "If this wasn't a dream, then why can't I find anyone when I wake up?"
Wen Yuming tilted his head and blinked back his tears, then patted his arm to comfort him:
"Brother, you just woke up and need to rest. I'm leaving first. The company is very busy right now."
"Yuming." He called out to him, who was walking hurriedly. "Let Cen You come in. I want to be discharged from the hospital."
Fortunately, his physical condition was very good before, and now apart from being weak, he doesn't have any major problems.
He could go back and recuperate from his injuries. Shen Qingchen left first because of something else. Yan Hao found a wheelchair and helped him sit down.
He was frighteningly silent throughout the journey, and his lowered eyes seemed to contain anger that could overwhelm people at any time.
In Qianyue Bay, looking at the servants standing in an orderly line in front of him, Wen Yuci's gaze swept over them slightly and finally landed on Aunt Jing.
He asked, "Aunt Jing, how is your family doing recently?"
Aunt Jing nodded with red eyes: "Okay, but since no one will be living at home for a long time, I will let them take turns to take vacations."
Wen Yuci nodded gently: "Okay."
It seems like no one really knows about Shu Wanning's existence.
In the living room, he turned his wheelchair and searched upstairs and downstairs for any trace of Shu Wanning's presence.
The door of the dance studio was locked, and the room she had lived in before was also locked, with a new combination lock.
He curled his lips. Sure enough, no matter how others objected, these things would not change.
He tried to crack the password, but Xiaomei, who was cleaning upstairs, kindly reminded him, "Master, these two rooms belong to Master Yuming. You'd better not break in, okay?"
He reluctantly withdrew his hand and returned to the bedroom on the third floor, where the world was still dark.
It was as if all this was just a dream he had while sleeping.
He lowered his eyes and forced a wry smile. The crueler the reality before him, the clearer the memories in his heart.
He turned his wheelchair to the bedside and touched the clean, cold grey sheets, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
Suddenly, he saw something stuck in the gap at the head of the bed and reached out to take it out.
It is an earring that belongs to Shu Wanning.
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