Fang Rong woke up to the beeping of the medical equipment. When she opened her eyes, she saw a white expanse and smelled the disinfectant.
"You're awake?" Fang's mother's voice was filled with surprise and joy.
"Ah—" Fang Rong screamed, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Dr. Zhang, come and take a look right away!" Mr. Fang rushed out.
Zhang Fan strode over, flicked his finger, and a silver needle landed steadily between Fang Rong's eyebrows.
After calming down, Fang Rong felt dizzy.
Fang Rong instinctively turned her head, but a sharp pain shot through her neck, causing her to gasp in pain: "Hiss—"
Fang's mother quickly stopped her, supporting her head and saying, "Your neck is injured, don't move."
Feeling the real touch again, Fang Rong asked tentatively, her voice trembling, "Mom, are you dead too?"
Fang's mother: "Pah, pah, pah! You're still alive! What do you mean by dead or alive? Don't talk nonsense!"
"Mom, pinch me."
Fang's mother reached out and pinched Fang Rong's thigh. Feeling the pain, Fang Rong cried out, and then her heart pounded wildly. She was still alive!
She's still alive!
Realizing she was still alive, Fang Rong let out a sob, her chest heaving violently with her cries.
"Mom, am I really still alive?"
Fang's mother nodded, her eyes filled with tears.
"Ah—" Fang Rong burst into tears, a mixture of fear of death and joy at surviving a calamity.
Zhang Fan: "Your body isn't in a good position right now, so just cry for a while and you'll feel better."
Fang Rong sobbed, hiccuping as she cried, "But...but I can't stop."
Zhang Fan's voice was icy: "If you cry again, your face will be disfigured."
Fang Rong stopped crying instantly, then suddenly remembered the cut on her face. She exclaimed in panic, "What happened to my face?"
Zhang Fan's voice was calm: "It's just a superficial wound. With me here, I won't let you get hurt."
Fang Rong felt instantly safe after hearing the calm words.
She stared blankly at Zhang Fan's handsome face.
She remembered that she was about to die when Zhang Fan carried her out, like a god descending from the heavens, and saved her.
Fang Rong's heart pounded wildly, and her cheeks flushed with shyness.
Zhang Fan continued, "You lost too much blood and were frightened. Drinking a few doses of calming tea will help regulate your blood and qi."
Mr. Fang held Zhang Fan's hand, expressing his gratitude profusely: "Dr. Zhang, you are our family's savior. You only have one daughter."
"Thank you so much, Dr. Zhang."
The couple were about to kneel down before Zhang Fan when he stopped them, saying, "There's no need to kneel."
Tears streamed down Fang's mother's face. She complained, still shaken, "I told you to go on blind dates instead of online dating. Now you know what I'm doing!"
Fang Rong's face flushed instantly: "Mom, please stop talking."
The family is unaware that their online boyfriend is a fake Zhang Fan, and they also don't know if Zhang Fan knows about it.
Fang Rong secretly glanced at Zhang Fan and saw that he looked normal, guessing that Zhang Fan probably didn't know about this.
But if he didn't know about this, how did he manage to save himself?
Now that the situation was uncertain, my heart was filled with anxiety.
Yuan Xin carried in her belongings and saw that Fang Rong had woken up. She was as happy as if she had won the lottery.
Her voice was hoarse: "Uncle and Aunt, I've bought the things."
Fang's mother: "Thank you so much. We two old folks didn't know we could get takeout."
"It's okay, cough cough, you can ask me anything."
Fang Rong's brow furrowed slightly: "Yuan Xin, are you sick?"
Yuan Xin shook her head slightly: "You might have caught a bit of a cold. You should rest more. I need to go back and rest too."
Looking at Yuan Xin's yellowish hair, Fang Rong felt a strange sensation, but she thought it was probably because Yuan Xin hadn't been taking care of her skin lately, so she didn't think much of it.
"Okay." Fang Rong appeared to be seeing Yuan Xin off, but only she knew that her gaze was fixed on Zhang Fan.
Although what happened before was a misunderstanding, she can start working hard from now on.
He wanted Zhang Fan to treat his illness, which would increase their time together and strengthen their relationship.
As soon as she stepped out of the ward, Yuan Xin coughed incessantly, tears streaming down her face. She felt as if her lungs were about to burst and her throat was on fire.
Zhang Fan immediately took out three silver needles and sealed them on the acupoints on Yuan Xin's chest.
As soon as the acupuncture point was inserted, Yuan Xin's cough immediately stopped.
Yuan Xin recovered: "Zhang Fan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have..."
Thinking of the scalding fire, Yuan Xin felt a lingering fear, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Zhang Fan didn't understand: "Your body can't take it anymore, why don't you go home earlier?"
Yuan Xin was a little embarrassed: "I'm scared."
Qin Zhen had originally planned to complete the ghost marriage for Qin Ting before committing suicide together with her.
He arranged a lot of fuel around the house, and gasoline would pour out whenever he pressed a switch, with ignition devices at intervals.
The fuel was colorless and odorless, so neither she nor Zhang Fan paid any attention to it.
After Zhang Fan rescued Fang Rong, Qin Zhen activated a mechanism, scattering the fuel he had prepared everywhere. Yuan Xin couldn't dodge it and ended up covered in fuel.
Then the ignition device ignited the fuel, and flames shot up, billowing thick smoke as if to engulf everything.
All Yuan Xin could see was a sky full of flames, the raging fire burning her body. She knew only that she was doomed.
She panicked, and her remaining rationality made her roll on the ground, but the ground was on fire, and the more she rolled, the bigger the fire got.
Yuan Xin felt desperate. Just then, Zhang Fan descended from the sky carrying Fang Rong, like a god descending from heaven. He reached out and hugged Yuan Xin, rushing out of the fire.
The firelight illuminated Zhang Fan's face, revealing a resolute and fearless gaze.
He was agile and found the way out precisely amidst the sea of fire.
Yuan Xin pressed her face against Zhang Fan's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt her own heart pounding wildly.
Finally breaking out of the inferno, Zhang Fan released Yuan Xin and then laid Fang Rongping, whom he was carrying, on the ground.
Yuan Xin wanted to help, but suddenly felt a burning pain on her skin. She looked down and saw that her hand had been burned, charred and mixed with blood.
She was horrified, a series of terrifying speculations flooding her mind, and her trembling hands reached towards her face.
"hiss--"
It hurts, it hurts so much!
Unable to contain her fear, tears streamed down her face, causing her face to sting as if stung by bees.
"Zhang Fan, I... what happened to me?" Yuan Xin's voice was hoarse and her tone was fearful.
"Don't be afraid, it can be cured."
As he spoke, Zhang Fan cupped her face and lowered his head to kiss her.
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