0016 Silent Words (2)
The First People's Hospital of City B.
An anxious figure was suddenly bumped into by a passing transfer bed. The nurse pushing the trolley in front, speaking with a local accent and covered in sweat, shouted, "I told you to make way! Make way! This is a matter of life and death, you know!" Her words were almost hysterical.
Unfortunately, there was a multi-vehicle collision near the overpass at noon today, and the scene was chaotic with many injured people.
The hospital was overflowing with people, with family members crowding the corridors and passageways. The sounds of children crying and wives sobbing filled the air.
A tall, strong, middle-aged man with a wheatish complexion helped He Lingling, who had been bumped. The transfer bed had been pushed too hard, and a sharp pain shot through her ankle.
Lingling quickly thanked the imposing man in front of her, who gestured for her not to worry. Lingling was eager to leave, enduring the excruciating pain as she limped forward.
Another transport bed passed by, and Zheng Long helped carry it all the way to the operating room. Turning around, the frail figure from before was gone. He put a cigarette in his mouth and texted his superiors the hospital's location and the photo of He Lingling he had just taken.
A young girl in work clothes passed by and called out to him, "Sir, could you please look around and tell me where this place is? If you want to smoke, go straight and turn left. Don't cause us any trouble!" Zheng Long hurriedly smiled, nodded, and bowed, throwing his unlit cigarette into the trash can.
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Guan Kai had only parked his car briefly when He Lingling vanished. He circled the building three or four times, going up and down each floor, before finally spotting her in the corridor outside the emergency room on the second floor. Looking closer, he saw a girl standing next to He Lingling, seemingly tugging at her clothes, and in front of her stood a young woman in a nurse's uniform. Further ahead, a thin man sat in a wheelchair.
He Lingling was arguing vehemently with the person in front of her, her face flushed.
What do you mean by "the hospital is short-staffed"? For minor cases, a nurse can simply handle it. She was furious when she saw that person push out Ah Yan's brother, whose lower body was covered in blood.
The nurse had never encountered such a difficult person before. The family wouldn't listen to a word she said, and after working tirelessly for so long without gaining their understanding, she simply stopped being polite. She placed the tray of disinfectant on the chair next to her and said, "I've told those elderly folks that they're more reasonable than you. I've said it so many times: it's just a minor injury, a simple disinfection and bandage will suffice. I can't work like this. Let whoever wants to do this do it!" Then she turned and left without looking back.
He Lingling was so anxious that tears streamed down her face, and Du Fenfang's eyes also reddened. A warm, large hand grasped Lingling's. With that grasp, Lingling's tears flowed like a broken faucet.
Shen Yan raised his hand, and Lingling knew he was going to wipe her tears. She hurriedly turned her back and touched him, then bent down and smiled at Shen Yan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, saying, "I'm fine." But her voice was hoarse and still trembled with tears.
Shen Yan gently wiped away the remaining tears on her face with a tissue. Lingling looked at his pale face and felt even more heartbroken. Although his face still held a faint smile, his eyes were filled with heartache. Yes, he would always be the clean-cut, gentle Shen Yan. He would always be the brother Shen Yan who silently stood behind her, wiping away her tears.
At this moment, one of his trouser legs was empty. His prosthetic leg had been crushed to pieces at the scene of the car accident, and now he had to use his disabled body to save face, especially in front of his beloved Lingling. Although he was used to it, he still felt embarrassed.
But Lingling will always be the Lingling who will never despise him.
Just now, she was also blinded by concern. He only had some superficial injuries that looked scary, but the nurse mistakenly thought he had broken his leg and brought him to the emergency room. In fact, he had been disabled for many years. But when Lingling shed tears for him, he felt that he could relive all the nightmarish pain he had experienced because of his broken leg.
No one saw Guan Kai's expression change when he saw the person in the wheelchair, who was not far away.
He composed himself, quickened his pace, and called out, "Teacher He."
He Lingling then remembered that she had left Guan Kai behind after he took her to the hospital. She felt very embarrassed for leaving her student there in her haste. She briefly introduced Guan Kai to Shen Yan and Fen Fang, and Guan Kai greeted and shook hands with each of them with a smile. His manners and actions were impeccable.
Guan Kai looked at Shen Yan's broken leg, his expression turning to shock. Shen Yan, noticing this, quickly explained that it wasn't caused by the accident. Guan Kai blushed, embarrassed at having inadvertently revealed someone's private matter. Shen Yan gave him a "it's okay" look. Guan Kai lowered his head in apology.
Although Shen Yan's injuries were minor, leaving them untreated without disinfection or bandaging could be dangerous. Lingling deeply regretted her impulsive actions. Just as the nurse had said, the hospital was packed with people, and there were simply no doctors available.
Du Fenfang couldn't stand it any longer and said, "I'm going to find a doctor!"
Lingling's face was pale. Knowing that dragging it out wasn't a solution, she nodded and said, "I'll go with you." Guan Kai also offered to help.
Just then, a tall, thin man wearing a white coat walked over from not far away.
He stopped in front of them: "I am Bai Tijiang. May I ask which one of you is He Lingling?"
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Zhiwen hung up the call with Baitijiang and handed the meeting outline he had prepared that day to Wanqifuze.
Wanqi Fuze took it, coughed a few times with his fist clenched, and looked not too good. Zhiwen reminded him that it was time to take his medicine.
Wanqi Fuze nodded, indicating that he could leave. Zhiwen looked at his boss, seemingly wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent.
His heart is with his work, with Ms. He, and with his family, but never with himself.
You should eat something simple before taking medicine!
It wasn't that Zhiwen didn't remind him; it was that Zhiwen knew perfectly well that even if he did, the boss wouldn't say he was "talkative," but would still do things his own way.
Wanqi Fuze has always suffered from stomach pain, a lingering ailment from his earlier years.
He had been following Wanqi since before Wanqi graduated from university. Zhiwen's father and grandfather were elders of the Wanqi family, and the fact that the old master Wanqi had entrusted him with Wanqi Fuze's services was a sign of his trust in the Zhi family. He understood best that the Wanqi family's kindness to them went far beyond mere recognition. Therefore, from the very beginning, he had been completely devoted to Wanqi Fuze.
There's a saying, "Emperors love their eldest sons, and commoners love their youngest." In the Wanqi family, everyone knew that the old man's most precious grandson was his youngest grandson. Wanqi Fuze's father, Wanqi Bo, had six sons, and each generation's name contained the character for "water." However, Wanqi Fuze's generation all had the character for "mountain" in their names. Only this most beloved grandson followed his father's lineage, with "Ze" meaning "blessing" or "favor," and "Fu" placed before the name to avoid excessive pampering. The name also carries the connotation of a cocoon, as if to suppress any bad luck associated with the child.
In his early years, many people jokingly called him the veritable little prince of Beijing, spoiling him rotten throughout the family. Only his mother, Xu Yi, fearing he would be spoiled, would often scold and beat him. However, as he grew older, Wanqi Fuze remained well-mannered and showed no signs of going astray.
Especially that stubbornness in his bones, which he completely inherited from the Wanqi family.
Wan Qifuze started his business while still a college student, never taking a penny from his family and never revealing his family background.
Zhiwen knew all this best. Back then, he called himself "Chen Yixu," always blazing his own trail, never hesitating to smile or drink when necessary. Once, a boss, seeing his youth, smashed a bottle of Moutai on the table and made him drink it straight from the bottle. He even asked if he knew how much it was worth, and if he'd ever tasted such fine wine before…
He couldn't bear to watch any longer. He had personally witnessed this pot-bellied man fawning over Wanqi's subordinates, begging for favors. He didn't believe Wanqi Fuze wouldn't recognize him… But Wanqi Fuze said nothing, deftly poured the wine into a glass, said "To you," and downed it without even blinking. Glass after glass, the wine remained unfinished, and naturally, the business deal fell through. He watched Wanqi's face turn from red to pale, and a chill ran down his spine. Knowing something was wrong, he quickly carried him to the hospital.
It was very late when they stepped out of the hotel. The biting wind was blowing against them, and both of them stood there shivering.
Wanqi was in so much pain that he was convulsing, and large beads of sweat were pouring out, but he seemed to be conscious.
He held onto his clothes tightly and told him he would take him back to his apartment.
Zhiwen didn't understand. Although he couldn't fully comprehend the pain Zhiwen felt, he still knew the situation was critical.
But all he said was that his medicine was there...
It took him a very long time to understand that what Wanqi called "medicine" was actually just a person. It turned out that in the deepest pain, one must first seek out one's own unique remedy.
But at that time, all he knew was that even when he was delirious, he kept repeating two words over and over again—
Lingling.
P.S.: This chapter's Zhiwen's memories are the same as Lingling's memories in Jealousy (4). Fuze was suffering from a stomach hemorrhage at the time, which will be mentioned later.
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