Chapter 42 is here!
The large, single-level apartment was quiet and empty, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.
After walking for so long, Yun Jin's phone in 2025 had automatically shut down. She sat on the floor for a long time before she finally stood up unsteadily and went to the bedside to charge it.
The phone quickly restarted, and the moment the screen lit up, countless messages flooded in.
She lowered her eyes and didn't look at anything, then called Lan Li directly.
The phone was answered after ringing three times.
"Young Miss, you've finally decided to call me back," Lan Li sighed helplessly. "Have you been that busy lately?"
Yun Jin: "Do you remember what I asked you to investigate?"
"As for the reason why Hua Cheng was injured in November 2013, my memory isn't that bad, how could I not remember? I called you a couple of days ago to talk about this, but you still haven't answered," Lan Li said with a smile.
She remembers.
Yun Jin's breathing was steady: "You found out?"
"Yes, we found out, a little faster than we expected," Lan Li rolled over on the bed, crossed her legs, and said, "Hua Cheng wasn't injured accidentally, but was attacked."
"who?"
"Qiu Sheng's brother-in-law, I think his name is Zheng Jian, got into trouble before. The other party demanded 500,000 yuan in compensation. When Qiu Sheng took him to collect the debt from Hua Cheng, he agreed to pay it for him. However, after the money was recovered, he only gave him 100,000 yuan and told him to figure out the rest himself. What could Zheng Jian do? He simply refused to pay and went off to have fun with the 100,000 yuan. He spent it all in a few days."
Lan Li took a sip of water and continued to recount what she knew.
"When he refused to pay back the money, the other party called the police. Only then did he realize he was scared and fled to a cemetery to hide. There, he happened to run into Hua Cheng, who was there to sweep the graves. Hua Cheng thought that if he could easily pay back 500,000 yuan of debt, he must have even more money, so he had a wicked idea..."
"What was the date?" Yun Jin suddenly asked.
"Let me take a look," Lan Li flipped through the documents, "November 13th."
Yun Jin: "Didn't Hua Cheng's incident happen on the 14th?"
"No, the incident happened on the 13th. You must be mistaken," Lan Li said frankly.
Yun Jin confirmed again: "In your current memory, he entered the hospital on the 13th?"
"What do you mean by my current memory... The medical record I told you about before was from November 13th."
Lan Li paused for a moment after she finished speaking.
"However, there aren't many people at the cemetery usually, and the security guards only patrol every other day. The 13th wasn't a patrol day. If Hua Cheng hadn't had a companion with him who called the police in time, he would have been unconscious from his head injury and unable to save himself. He wouldn't have been found by the security guards until the 14th..."
So that's how it is.
She assumed that Hua Yu was admitted to the hospital on the 14th, and therefore naturally assumed that he had the accident on the 14th, but she did not consider that he might have been admitted to the hospital a day later.
"Zheng Jian hid in the cemetery for a whole day, and then Hua Cheng ran into him. Looking at it this way, Hua Cheng is really unlucky. But he suffered such a serious injury before, how come I've never heard him mention it..."
So that's how it is.
She was too arrogant and thought that the 13th was safe, so she agreed to let Hua Yu bury Hua Yi before leaving. As a result, she ran into the desperate criminals hiding there at just the right time.
The sky outside the French windows was gloomy, and the floating clouds curved into smiling arcs, as if silently telling her that fate had already been decided, life could not be changed, and everything she did was in vain.
Yun Jin hung up the phone and calmly walked home.
The house was quiet.
It was a cloudy day, and the lights were off. Everything in the room was shrouded in shadow, blurring the line between day and night.
Hua Cheng wasn't home. On the living room floor lay a shattered glass, shards scattered everywhere, the largest pieces still damp with water.
Yun Jin stared at the watermarks for a moment before taking out her phone to call Hua Cheng.
No one answered.
She opened WeChat and checked the messages.
Even when a CEO of a listed company is on leave, he receives countless work requests.
The number of unread messages on WeChat had exceeded 999+. She first glanced at the pinned message. Hua Cheng had sent more than a hundred messages, half of which were peeking emojis. When he didn't get a response, he would hum a few times and say, "Wife, I miss you. When are you coming back?"
The flirtatious chat history stopped three days ago. On the third-to-last day, there were no messages at all. On the second-to-last day and today, there were only whining emojis and the phrase "Wife, I miss you." I didn't ask her when she would come back.
Yun Jin returned to the WeChat homepage and scrolled down, where she saw Liu Zhuangfa's message.
Liu Zhuang: Chengzi fainted at home. When are you coming back?
Liu Zhuang: I've arrived at the hospital. Why aren't you replying to my messages?
Liu Zhuang: Yun Jin, I'm really angry right now.
...
There were still many messages below, but Yun Jin didn't look at them anymore. As she walked out, she dialed Liu Zhuang's number.
When the call connected, Liu Zhuang's breathing could be heard, but he didn't greet her as warmly as before.
"Fatty, where's Huacheng?" she asked.
Liu Zhuang remained silent, but his breathing became increasingly rapid.
"You're still in the hospital, right? I'm coming over now."
"What are you doing here?" Liu Zhuang finally couldn't help but ask. "I'm here, you're not needed."
"Speak properly, stop being sarcastic!" Chen Yueqin's voice came from the phone, followed by rustling sounds, as if the couple were fighting over the phone.
In the end, Liu Zhuang, still angry, won the argument. He hid in the corridor, fuming, "Hua Cheng is sick, and you have to take care of him and manage the company at the same time. I don't blame you for feeling stressed and wanting to go out and have fun, but Yun Jin, you have to have a conscience. Even if you can't wait to elope with your lover, you should at least wait until..."
His voice suddenly choked, and when he spoke again, it was trembling slightly, "If he hadn't kept ignoring my messages, I would have gone to your house out of concern. I don't know how much longer he would have been lying on the floor, maybe even dead and no one would have cared..."
Yun Jin had arrived at the underground parking garage, where cell phone signal was intermittent.
“I’m coming over now,” she said.
Liu Zhuang: "Don't come here, you're not welcome!"
Yun Jin didn't say anything more, hung up the phone, and set off immediately.
As Liu Zhuang listened to the busy tone on his phone, a lump formed in his throat.
Chen Yueqin cooperated with the doctor to change Hua Cheng's dressing, and then hurriedly came out of the ward. As soon as she entered the corridor, she saw him leaning against the wall angrily, like a big frog.
"You got angry at Yun Jin?" Chen Yueqin asked, frowning.
Liu Zhuang said with a stern face, "She left Hua Cheng alone at home, shouldn't I be angry?"
"Did she want to leave people at home? With such a huge company like Yuncheng Technology on her shoulders, it's normal that she's overwhelmed. If you're going to criticize her for that, you're going too far," Chen Yueqin tried to reason with her.
Liu Zhuang: "It wasn't because of work..."
"If it's not because of work, then what is it?" Chen Yueqin interrupted.
Liu Zhuang glanced at her with a frustrated expression, but refused to explain why.
"When she gets here, you better be nice to me!" Chen Yueqin didn't want to listen, and just warned coldly, "If you dare to be so fierce again, get out of here and go home."
Liu Zhuang got even angrier and refused to respond to her.
Seeing this, Chen Yueqin was even more worried about leaving him alone. Since Hua Cheng was still sleeping, she decided to stay with him and wait for Yun Jin.
Yun Jin appeared twenty minutes later. Almost the instant she stepped out of the elevator, Liu Zhuang rushed up to her aggressively.
"Liu Zhuang... Liu Zhuang!"
Chen Yueqin couldn't stop him and hurriedly chased after him. But after only a few steps, Liu Zhuang suddenly stopped. She couldn't stop in time and bumped into his back.
"Why are you being so reckless..."
Chen Yueqin rubbed her forehead and complained, but the next second she saw Yun Jin and suddenly froze: "Yun Jin..."
"Where is Hua Cheng?" Yun Jin asked calmly.
Chen Yueqin's voice tightened: "How could you..."
"Is she in the ward?" Yun Jin asked again.
Chen Yueqin was still in a daze, and Liu Zhuang, who had been so fierce just moments before, had also fallen silent. The two of them stared at her, neither of them answering her question.
Early on, when Hua Cheng was diagnosed, this entire floor was booked by Yun Jin and became his exclusive treatment area.
Only one ward was open, and Hua Cheng always stayed there.
Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Yun Jin simply ignored them and walked into the room with practiced ease.
The room was dark, just like home. Hua Cheng was fast asleep, one hand resting on a pillow as he received an IV drip.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked bitter and resentful, probably experiencing a not-so-pleasant dream.
She's lost weight, her hair has grown longer, and she looks listless.
He looked sickly, unlike him, yet he was the man she knew best.
Yun Jin stood at the door, staring at him for a long time, making sure the heart rate curve on the monitor was still there, before silently coming to him.
Hua Cheng, half-asleep, seemed to sense something, drowsily opened his eyes, and upon seeing her, smiled and said, "Wife..."
"Go to sleep," Yun Jin said.
Hua Cheng was receiving an IV drip containing sedatives, making him feel dizzy. Upon hearing this, he let out a soft groan and obediently closed his eyes.
"Wife, hug me." He murmured as if in a dream.
Yun Jin did not move.
Hua Cheng waited in vain for her embrace, and could only fall asleep in loneliness.
Once he had fallen asleep again, Yun Jin turned and walked out. The moment she opened the door, Liu Zhuang and Chen Yueqin were standing neatly outside. As soon as they saw her, they took a step forward, standing in unison like college students in military training.
"I'm going to talk to the doctor." Yun Jin glanced at them and left.
Liu Zhuang jogged after her for a couple of steps, then stopped sheepishly, letting her walk away alone.
In the attending physician's office, several top neurosurgeons in the field gathered, looking utterly bewildered by a single scan image.
When Yun Jin came in, the group looked a bit wrinkled, but they immediately perked up to greet her.
"What's the situation now?" Yun Jin asked bluntly.
The attending physician and the other doctors exchanged a glance and sighed, "The condition has changed again; this is the first time we've encountered this situation."
"What do you mean?" Yun Jin asked.
The attending physician pushed the notebook towards her: "The tumor has grown, almost covering two-thirds of the optic nerve, and it's located deeper now. In this situation, surgery is no longer an option, and chemotherapy is not very effective. Basically... we'll continue with targeted therapy and conservative treatment."
Take targeted drugs.
Conservative treatment.
Everything has returned to square one.
Fate gave hope for recovery, only to cruelly take it away in a short time. As a doctor, the attending physician knew better than anyone how devastating this would be for the patient and their family.
After explaining the current situation to her, he looked at this young woman who had already achieved great things and prepared to comfort her.
But her expression remained calm, and even her breathing rhythm did not change.
"If I had agreed to your treatment plan two weeks ago, would there still be a possibility of recovery?" Yun Jin asked.
The attending physician was taken aback for a moment, then said truthfully, "We've never seen anything like this in all our years of medical practice. Even if we had agreed to treatment at the time, it's hard to say whether it could have been controlled. It might have even gotten worse."
He spoke subtly, but Yun Jin understood: Hua Cheng was destined to die.
She didn't say anything more, got up and walked out, but turned back after a few steps.
"Thank you." She hadn't forgotten the most basic courtesy.
After leaving the doctor's office, she called Lan Li again.
"What is it now, my young lady?" Lan Li sighed.
Yun Jin: "Do you still have Hua Cheng's medical record?"
Yes, do you want some?
Yun Jin: "Send it to me, thank you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Lan Li clicked her tongue: "How rude."
But I still sent it to her.
Yun Jin clicked on the picture and saw the detailed record down to the minute, as well as the words "unauthorized departure from the hospital" at the bottom.
No wonder Hua Yu was admitted to the hospital a day earlier than Yuan Guiji, but Hua Cheng's illness was more serious than before.
It turns out it was because he went to see her.
Yun Jin stared at the picture for a long time, then turned off her phone and slowly walked into the empty hall.
Further ahead was Hua Cheng's ward, but she suddenly stopped, momentarily forgetting why she was there.
Just as she stood there, unsure of what to do, Liu Zhuang appeared in a hurry. After their eyes met, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why did you take so long..." he said somewhat awkwardly.
Yun Jin stared at him for a few seconds, then reconnected her broken train of thought.
Yes, she also has Fatty.
"You..." Liu Zhuang held back for a while, but couldn't hold back any longer, "How did you get yourself into this state?"
What kind of mess will it turn into?
Yun Jin paused, turned her head to look at the reflective glass, and only then did she see her current appearance.
His clothes were filthy, covered in grass clippings and mud. His hair was loose and tied haphazardly with a rubber band. His left wrist had large abrasions, bluish-red with streaks of blood, and his chest and cuffs were covered in dried blood.
"Are you injured?" Liu Zhuang asked, his worry growing as she remained silent. "I'll take you downstairs to get it bandaged."
After saying that, he reached out to pull her up.
Yun Jin took a step back: "No need."
Liu Zhuang frowned deeply.
“It’s not my blood,” Yun Jin said again.
Whose blood is that?
Liu Zhuang almost asked the question, but when he met her calm eyes, he swallowed it back.
During the time they hadn't met, she must have gone through something very serious, otherwise she wouldn't have appeared so late.
"...Should we call the police?" he asked in a trembling voice, unable to imagine what had happened to her.
Yun Jin shook her head.
Liu Zhuang felt a tightness in his chest. He hesitated several times before finally lowering his head and saying, "Brother apologizes to you."
Yun Jin looked up at him.
"I haven't been able to contact you for a while. Chengzi's pain is excruciating, and when she's delirious, she keeps calling your name. I'm so worried and angry, and I'm afraid something has happened to you. I... I didn't mean to get angry with you just now, I just..."
Liu Zhuang's eyes reddened: "You know about Cheng Zi's situation, right?"
Yun Jin nodded: "I understand."
Liu Zhuang didn't say anything more.
Looking at the bloodstains on her sleeve, Yun Jin thought about how she frequently returned to the past in order to prevent Hua Cheng from getting sick at the root. But despite all the things she did, Hua Cheng still couldn't escape his inevitable death.
This time, however, it wasn't the repeated injuries he suffered when he was 20 that killed him, but her.
If she had given Qiu Sheng more money, Zheng Jian might not have had to hide in the cemetery to escape capture, and Hua Yu might not have met him.
If she hadn't suddenly disappeared, Hua Yu might have received proper treatment after being admitted to the hospital, instead of rushing out to look for her as soon as she woke up, which worsened her injuries.
Looking back now from this perspective, she realizes that she had many opportunities to succeed, but each time she missed them by sheer coincidence.
Now that the watch is lost, she has no chance to make amends.
Chinese people believe in cause and effect. When she decided to change the past to save Hua Cheng, she thought that she would be punished by fate. However, she did not expect that the punishment that fate gave her would be a complete waste of time.
"You mean..." After a long silence, Liu Zhuang forced back tears and asked, "Is there really no other way?"
Although Yun Jin is young, she is the smartest and most educated among them.
Whether it was him, Hua Cheng, or even Feng He, whenever they encountered something they couldn't solve, they would come to her for advice.
This time, Liu Zhuang also hopes that she can give him an answer.
Yun Jin stared at him for a long time, and finally patted him awkwardly: "It's not over yet. If the past can't be changed, at least there's a future."
"Yes! It's not over yet," Liu Zhuang said, his eyes red, trying to cheer himself up. "We can't give up so easily."
Yun Jin lowered her eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Hua Cheng woke up in the evening and saw Yun Jin sitting by the bed, replying to work emails.
He blinked slowly, making sure it wasn't a dream.
"Wife..." Hua Cheng cleared his throat before continuing, his voice still a little hoarse from just waking up, "I just dreamt about you."
Yun Jin put down her phone: "What did you dream about me about?"
"I dreamt that you were wearing a dirty tracksuit, like you had just returned from fleeing a disaster," Hua Cheng said.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow slightly: "Perhaps it's true?"
Hua Cheng recalled her image in his dream, and then looked at her now, clean, beautiful, and elegant, and was certain: "It must have been a dream."
Yun Jin raised the corners of her lips slightly, but didn't say anything.
Hua Cheng propped himself up on the bed, lifted the blanket and patted his legs. Yun Jin took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, only to be pulled into his arms a second later.
Hua Cheng leaned over her and took a deep breath, feeling comfortable: "It smells so good."
"You're too obsessed." Yun Jin pinched his face.
Hua Cheng pouted and reached for her fingers, fully embodying the role of a pervert.
As soon as Liu Zhuang entered the room, he saw this scene and immediately shouted, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Mind your manners! Don't you have any manners?"
“You’re the one with no manners, you don’t even knock,” Hua Cheng retorted.
"Brother, this is a hospital room, not your wedding room!" Liu Zhuang's words made perfect sense.
Hua Cheng wouldn't listen and continued to hug Yun Jin, holding onto her wrist tightly.
She was wearing a silk blouse with long sleeves that just covered the abrasions.
When her wrist was grabbed, Yun Jin didn't even blink, letting Hua Cheng do as he pleased. Liu Zhuang felt sorry for her and forcibly separated the two.
Hua Cheng was unhappy about this, but his sister-in-law had already prepared a table full of baby food, so he had no choice but to temporarily give up the idea of getting close to his wife and focus on eating.
Today's meal was for three people, and Liu Zhuang also had to take part of it. By the time all the food was finished, all three of them were a little miserable.
"No, I need to go out and get some barbecue to cleanse my palate," Liu Zhuang said gravely.
Hua Cheng: "Take me with you."
"No, I won't bring it."
Hua Cheng: "Then I'll tell my sister-in-law."
"You..." Liu Zhuang was speechless with anger.
Hua Cheng waited smugly for him to compromise.
After a long pause, Liu Zhuang snorted coldly, "I'm not eating either!"
Hua Cheng: "..."
The threat failed.
Just as Hua Cheng was about to sulk, Yun Jin pulled out several packets of pork jerky from somewhere and generously distributed them to them.
Hua Cheng and Liu Zhuang cheered and made up again.
That night, Yun Jin stayed to keep him company at the hospital.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Yun Jin felt a little pain from Hua Cheng's body pressing against her while they slept together, but she let him hold her without moving.
The hospital was quiet at night, and time seemed to stand still.
Neither of them spoke, but they knew the other wasn't asleep; they were just lying there, staring at the ceiling, or perhaps not looking at anything at all.
After a long while, Yun Jin suddenly spoke: "I'm sorry."
“…Hmm?” Hua Cheng turned to look at her, only able to see a pair of clear, bright eyes in the darkness. He suddenly smiled, “You don’t think that my illness has developed to this point because I didn’t cooperate with chemotherapy recently, do you?”
Yun Jin didn't speak.
"It has nothing to do with that. Dr. Qian himself said that my disease is very strange and ever-changing. Chemotherapy is not very effective. You don't need to get stuck on it. Just pretend that I never got better and that everything has just returned to the starting point."
Back to square one.
Yun Jin buried her face in his chest and only hummed in response after a long while.
Hua Cheng smiled, carefully hugged her, and slept the most soundly he had since being admitted to the hospital.
Yun Jin didn't sleep well. In her hazy dream, she saw Hua Yu covered in blood, sitting pale-faced on the hospital bed, constantly emphasizing that his girlfriend had disappeared.
"Calm down, we're checking the surveillance footage near the cemetery, and we'll find her as soon as possible," the police officer explained to him.
Hua Yu shook her head: "No, no... She didn't go anywhere. She's still in the cemetery. She just disappeared, vanished into thin air..."
“How could someone just vanish into thin air? You must be too badly injured and hallucinating,” the police officer continued to reassure him. “We’ve already caught Zheng Jian, and we’ve searched the cemetery, but there’s no one there. We’re currently checking the surveillance footage near the cemetery…”
The police said a lot, but Hua Yu didn't listen to anything. Seeing that they didn't believe her, she secretly ran away from the hospital.
The head injury was bandaged while he was unconscious, but because he moved too much, it started bleeding again, and the gauze became tattered.
He returned to the cemetery like a wandering ghost, weakly wandering through the grounds, calling her name over and over again, like a bird without feet, unable to find its way home, and intending to die on the way.
Yun Jin suddenly woke up.
Opening his eyes, Hua Cheng's expression was peaceful; he had slept soundly.
He was still breathing heavily.
Yun Jin stared at him for a long time before slowly closing her eyes.
This time I didn't dream.
The facts are set in stone and cannot be changed. Hua Cheng's condition is too severe, and targeted therapy is not very effective, so he can only continue to be hospitalized.
Yun Jin moved her office to the hospital, to the room next to Hua Cheng's ward. She would go there when she had work to do, and stay in the ward with Hua Cheng when she didn't have work to do.
Liu Zhuang was initially worried that she wouldn't be able to handle things on her own, so he insisted on coming to the hospital to help. However, he found that she did a better job than anyone else, and he didn't need to help at all.
"You must have been a caregiver in your past life, how come you're so skilled?" Liu Zhuang asked, genuinely puzzled as he watched Yun Jin expertly record Hua Cheng's heartbeat and blood pressure.
Hua Cheng glanced at him arrogantly: "There is nothing in this world that Yun Jin is not good at."
Liu Zhuang remained silent for a moment, then expressed his agreement.
Yun Jin ignored them, made a note and went to talk to the doctor, leaving only the two brothers in the ward.
Hua Cheng's expression changed instantly: "Why are you here again?"
"I'll take care of you!" Liu Zhuang's expression changed as well.
Hua Cheng: "No need, Yun Jin and I get along quite well alone."
"So you're just discarding me after I've served my purpose, aren't you?" Liu Zhuang sneered, reaching out to twist his ear. "While Yun Jin was away, who was watching over you day and night? Now that Yun Jin is back, you don't need me anymore, do you?"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Hua Cheng cried out.
Liu Zhuang snorted and released him.
Hua Cheng sighed, "Fine, come if you want, I can't stop you anyway."
"I don't even want to come," Liu Zhuang said, then added, "I'm not coming tomorrow!"
Hua Cheng smiled and peeled an orange for him, but Liu Zhuang refused to be fed and gave him a cold look.
Ten seconds later, Liu Zhuang said, "Hello."
“Hey, Fatty,” Hua Cheng said eagerly, raising his hand.
"Nonsense," Liu Zhuang chuckled, his chubby face no longer able to maintain a serious expression. "Is there anything you want to do but haven't done yet? I happen to have some free time recently, so I'll reluctantly help you out."
Hua Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Have we already entered the last wish stage?"
"You really are..."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I know I was wrong." Hua Cheng immediately clasped his hands together, rubbing them like flies.
Liu Zhuang rolled his eyes: "I can't be bothered with you."
The ward was silent for a few seconds before the two spoke at the same time.
"you……"
"I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with."
They exchanged a glance and almost laughed.
Hua Cheng cleared his throat and said seriously, "Do you remember the cemetery I mentioned last time?"
"I remember, why?"
Hua Cheng: "I haven't bought it yet."
"Still haven't bought it?" Liu Zhuang was shocked. "Didn't you pay extra?"
Hua Cheng: "We increased it, tenfold, but they still wouldn't sell."
"Then stop being so stubborn. Why don't you look at something else?" Liu Zhuang said speechlessly.
Hua Cheng clutched his chest: "But that's the place I chose at first sight. It's in a great location with a beautiful view, close to the cemetery entrance, and next to a supermarket with all kinds of food and drinks. It will also be convenient for you to visit the grave in the future. If I can't be buried there, I won't be able to rest in peace."
"Stop talking nonsense." Liu Zhuang glared at him.
Hua Cheng smiled and said, "Brother Pang, you have more ideas than I do, and you have a wider network of connections. Help me think of a solution."
Liu Zhuang frowned: "Alright, I'll ask someone."
Hua Cheng nodded, recalling how Liu Zhuang had been very reluctant to discuss these matters with him not long ago, but now he could calmly talk to him about cemeteries.
It is evident that people have a very strong ability to accept life and death. No matter how sad or angry the emotions are, they will eventually be taken away by time. When they talk about him in the future, they will only say with regret, "My unlucky brother, he really didn't live long enough."
Good.
Liu Zhuang promised Hua Cheng he would help him buy the burial plot, and went there in person the next day, only to be speechless afterward.
The cemetery is a high-end cemetery with top-notch feng shui and environment. The problem is that the location that Huacheng has his eye on is practically a scrap in the cemetery, yet they still treat it like a treasure and fight over it with others.
Liu Zhuang had a lot of complaints but nowhere to vent them, so he could only try to find a solution by leveraging his connections and relationships.
Miss Lan was also worried about her friend.
The things Yun Jin had asked her to do recently seemed increasingly suspicious to her, so she finally decided to talk to Yun Jin in person.
She messaged Yun Jin: Where are you?
Yunjin: Hospital.
Lan Li paused: Are you sick?
Yun Jin: Hua Cheng is sick.
Lan Li clicked her tongue and quickly typed: Even President Hua, who's stronger than an ox, gets sick? What kind of sickness?
Yun Jin didn't answer, but asked instead: What do you want from me?
Lanli: I'd like to talk to you.
After a minute of silence on Yun Jin's end, I sent her the hospital address: "There's a coffee shop across the street. I'll wait for you there."
Lan Li replied "OK" and went straight out.
The weather is great today, sunny and warm, unlike late autumn.
Lan Li gripped the steering wheel with one hand, turned the music up to the maximum, swayed to the music, and kept her eyes on the road ahead.
After passing through a complicated intersection, she gradually entered the ring road, turned the music up louder, and stepped on the gas pedal faster and faster.
She enjoys driving fast, especially when she's alone. Whenever she catches a glimpse of pedestrians and cityscapes rushing past, she feels a genuine sense of exhilaration.
Of course, as a lawyer, she also has a very rigorous attitude, and she will not speed even in suburban areas where there are no surveillance cameras.
Moreover, she is extremely focused while driving, and can react quickly to anything that happens, such as a man with a bandage wrapped around his head suddenly appearing in front of her... a man with a bandage wrapped around his head?!
A sharp screech of brakes suddenly rang out, startling the birds in the trees into flight.
Lan Li was jolted violently by the inertia, and her collarbone was painfully constricted by the seatbelt.
Looking at the man again, he was still floating in front of the car.
Lan Li laughed in anger, got out of the car and confronted the person: "Are you crazy? You tried to scam me and now your auntie is on fire, do you even know what I'm doing...?"
Before she could finish speaking, she noticed the black watch he was clutching tightly in his hand.
Lan Li has seen more watches in her life than some people have eaten meals, but the one that left the deepest impression on her was the broken watch on Yun Jin's wrist.
The watch in the man's hand seemed to be the same as hers.
Lan Li raised an eyebrow, about to say that there was actually a second one of this kind of broken thing in the world, when the man turned his head.
"...Hua Cheng?" Lan Li stared wide-eyed in shock.
Hua Yu was initially confused by her sudden appearance in an unfamiliar environment, and upon hearing this, she stared at her in astonishment: "You know me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about... No, how did you get like this?" Lan Li looked at his dirty clothes, the dried bloodstains on his shoulders, and the messy gauze on his head, and didn't react for a moment.
"Yun Jin said you were sick. I thought it was just a cold or fever. How could it be such a serious external injury?"
Hua Yu hadn't eaten or drunk anything for three days, and the pain from his wound was intense, leaving him feeling somewhat dizzy. But upon hearing Yun Jin's name, he suddenly looked up and grabbed Lan Li's arm without thinking: "You know Yun Jin?"
“Let go,” Lan Li glanced at him sideways, “We’re not that close.”
Hua Yu was breathing rapidly, but she still stared at her intently.
Lan Li gradually sensed that something was wrong.
The Hua Cheng before her eyes... seemed quite different from the one she knew.
She seems younger now, and the feeling she gives off is somewhat different.
The meticulous lawyer Lan pondered for a few seconds and then understood: "You kid, you didn't suffer from a concussion and amnesia, did you?"
That makes sense. A head injury causes one to forget their past. Novels often use this trope. As for being younger... it's probably because she already disliked him, so his miserable, injured face actually made him look good to her.
"Get in the car," Lan Li said, opening the car door. "I'll take you to the hospital and change the bandage on your head first."
Hua Yu watched her cautiously, without moving.
Lan Li smiled: "Yun Jin is also in the hospital. If you don't want to go, that's fine..."
Before she could finish speaking, Hua Yu had already gotten into the passenger seat.
Lan Li clicked her tongue: "You're quite agile. Looks like you're not seriously injured."
He stepped on the gas and sped towards the hospital.
Although she often disliked Hua Cheng, she didn't want Yun Jin to become a widow at such a young age, so after thinking about it, she drove directly into the hospital, taking him to the emergency room while sending Yun Jin a message: Where are you?
Yun Jin replied instantly: Coffee shop, what would you like to drink?
Lan Li: Stop drinking, I've brought your husband to the emergency room.
Yun Jin paused: What happened?
Lan Li: I was about to ask you the same thing. How did he get so badly injured and end up wandering around outside all by himself?
Yun Jin's video call popped up immediately. Just as Lan Li was about to answer, the person who had been following behind her suddenly turned around and left.
Lan Li stammered twice, then quickly stopped her: "Where are you going?"
"You're lying to me." Hua Yu stared at her intently.
Hey, why are this kid's eyes so clear now? Is it because he's injured? No wonder so many people like battle-damaged makeup.
Lan Li couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not lying to you, Yun Jin will be here soon."
After saying that, she was going to take a video call in front of him, but before she could answer, the other end hung up, and then a message popped up: I'm coming over now.
Hua Yu glanced at her phone and thought it was a bit strange. It was long, thin, and had a narrow bezel, unlike any he had ever seen before.
Yun Jin's profile picture was different from the one he knew, but as soon as this person saw him, he said Yun Jin's name, so he must really know Yun Jin.
While Hua Yu was still deep in thought, Lan Li had already become impatient and pushed him directly towards the emergency room.
On the other side, when Yun Jin saw that Lan Li was not answering the phone, she called Hua Cheng again.
Hua Cheng answered immediately, waving at the phone: "Wife."
"Are you injured?" Yun Jin asked directly.
Hua Cheng paused, then said, "No."
No?
Lan Li wouldn't joke about something like this, but Hua Cheng said no, and that he was clearly still in the ward, not in the emergency room.
Yun Jin frowned, finding it strange.
“It’s alright,” she said.
Hua Cheng noticed that she was walking back in the video and asked in confusion, "Didn't you go to see Lan Li? Why are you back again..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yun Jin had already hung up the phone. She sent another message to Lan Li, but Lan Li didn't reply, so she decided to go to the emergency room herself.
Walking from the hospital's main entrance through a large front area, you'll enter the outpatient building's lobby. Take the elevator up from the lobby; Huacheng's ward is on the top floor. If you simply walk through the lobby on the first floor, you'll reach the emergency department.
On a weekday, the outpatient hall was nearly empty. A man with puffy eyes appeared timidly and, seizing the opportunity, suddenly took a thin nurse hostage.
Someone committed violence and injured people!
Screams and panic spread through the air, rapidly reaching the entire hospital.
Hua Cheng had just hung up the phone when he heard the nurses talking outside.
The lobby, the murder weapon, the medical dispute... Yun Jin!
His mind went blank for a moment, and he pulled out the IV needle and rushed downstairs.
Almost simultaneously, in the emergency room.
Hearing the commotion, Lan Li murmured, "Yun Jin seems to be walking this way."
Before he could finish speaking, a gasp came from behind him. Looking at the person, he saw that half of the gauze on his head had been removed, and he rushed out.
The wheel of fate has officially started spinning, and from God's perspective, one coincidence after another is piled up, attempting to create an even bigger spectacle.
The troublemakers were quickly subdued by security guards, and the nurse who was nearly injured sobbed as she hid in her companion's arms, celebrating her narrow escape.
The noise in the lobby subsided in an instant. After rushing downstairs, Hua Cheng immediately leaned against a pillar to catch his breath as soon as he was sure he was alright. He pondered whether to wait for his wife here or go back to the ward first.
Before he could figure it out, a pair of dirty sneakers suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.
As if receiving some kind of instruction, he straightened up and looked over, but the moment their eyes met, they both froze.
Lan Li rushed over quickly, and upon seeing the two Hua Chengs, she gasped in shock, staring at someone like a madwoman: "What's going on? Am I hallucinating?!"
Hua Yu and Hua Cheng seemed to wake from a dream and looked in the direction she was looking.
Yun Jin remained calm, staring at the two Hua Chengs for a moment before her gaze fell on Hua Yu: "You're here."
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Author's Note: The person whose emotions fluctuated the most throughout the entire event: Lan Li
Let me defend Mr. Yun and Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua wasn't disobedient; she was just too stunned by the kiss to hear him. Mr. Yun didn't knowingly send her to the cemetery; he only had limited information and assumed the accident would happen on the 14th, so leaving before then would be fine. As for Xiao Hua going to pay respects to her father… well, Hua Cheng is truly a kind person to the core. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to take on debt to compensate Xiao Zhou's family, and he certainly wouldn't have taken in Yun Jin, this little burden, when he wasn't well-off himself.
Even though he had hated and resented her, he was still easily soft-hearted and forgiving. Yun Jin was his only bottom line. As long as the bottom line was not crossed, he was willing to understand everyone... He was indeed a bit of a saint, not the kind of personality that is popular now, but the truth is that kind people will be rewarded at any time!
Draw 50 red envelopes~
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