Chapter 187 Then I Will Marry You
Shu Wan was stunned for a long time. She couldn't guess what Rong Chen meant by this sentence.
"What?" Finally, Shu Wan chose to ask.
"No matter what Wanwan does, even if it's really outrageous, I will not leave you!" Rong Chen stared into her eyes and said word by word.
Shu Wan then realized that he was responding to what Yu Wenzhu had said before, that if she continued to do that, he would run away. He meant that no matter what Shu Wan did, he would not run away.
Shu Wan was a little confused about how to answer him when she was about to cook.
"It's too early!" After a long while, Shu Wan managed to utter these four words.
"How long can I love you? I know better than you!" Rong Chen was not annoyed, but continued to confess.
"I'll go back first!" Shu Wan couldn't stay any longer and ran away.
"Go to bed early!" Rong Chen did not force her to give him an immediate answer, but only reminded her from behind.
Shu Wan ignored him.
Rong Chen turned around and was about to step out when he saw someone coming hurriedly to report.
Yuwenzhu has passed away!
Just now! "Don't tell the Madam yet!" Rong Chen was silent for a while before he spoke.
"Yes." The servant lowered his head and accepted the order.
"Carry her body out and burn it overnight!" Rong Chen thought for a moment and said.
"yes."
"After cremation, send the ashes over here!"
"yes."
…
Shu Wan was lying on the bed, her heart was in turmoil. She knew that Yu Wenzhu was about to die, and she felt a little depressed and uncomfortable.
The words that Yuwenzhu said lingered in her mind and could not be shaken off.
In fact, she had thought about it, but she was also really afraid! Shu Wan opened her eyes and only squinted slightly when it was almost dawn.
She woke up soon. It was time for breakfast. When she went to the dining room, Rong Chen just arrived.
"Come and have dinner!" Rong Chen called her first.
"Yeah." She walked over silently, pulled out a chair, sat down, and began to eat with her head down.
Rong Chen seemed to want to say something several times but stopped himself and in the end, he said nothing.
"She's dead!" After a long while, Shu Wan still didn't look up and asked while drinking porridge.
"Yeah." Rong Chen nodded slightly.
Shu Wan didn't respond, and there was no change in his expression. He just froze for a moment while drinking the porridge, and then continued to scoop the porridge into his mouth.
"I'm full." After Shu Wan finished the porridge in his bowl, he stood up and was about to leave.
"Wanwan!" Rong Chen hadn't eaten anything from beginning to end, and his eyes were on her. Now seeing her stand up, he naturally hurriedly chased after her.
"What's wrong?" Shu Wan asked calmly.
"Wanwan...if you're feeling upset..." Rong Chen knew that at this moment, any words of comfort would be pale and powerless.
"It's sad, but not as exaggerated as you think!" Shu Wan pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, "There are hundreds of thousands of disaster victims in Songyang County waiting for help, and there are at least 200 people dying every day!"
"I can't possibly be sad for every person who died! This is the most useless method!"
"What we should do now is to let those who are still alive live well. What do you think, Rong Chen?"
"Okay." Rong Chen nodded and pulled her out, "Let's fight side by side!"
…
Under strict isolation, the number of people infected with the plague is decreasing, from thousands to tens of thousands a day in the beginning to about four hundred people a day now, and the number is decreasing every day!
It cannot be said that they have completely defeated the plague, but the situation is getting better day by day.
There are quite a few people who have recovered, but the number of deaths is also heartbreaking.
Because, in everyone's mind, those are not a string of numbers, but human lives.
…
It has been almost four months since the outbreak of the plague.
It is now the end of the twelfth lunar month and the Chinese New Year is approaching.
But this year is destined to be a year without the flavor of the New Year.
Everyone is busy fighting the disease, busy saving lives, busy at home isolation, so how can they think about celebrating the New Year?
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Feng Ling beside Rong Chen fell down.
His condition was so serious that it was a bit alarming. He fell into a deep coma at one point and almost died several times.
Just at this time, a group of doctors who had been researching anti-epidemic prescriptions finally made a major breakthrough.
They prepared a prescription that might be able to detoxify, but this prescription had never been put into practice, so they did not dare to easily conclude that this was the prescription that could cure the plague.
Wen Nuan went to see Feng Ling and cried in front of his bed, telling him to hold on a little longer, and that he could be saved after trying the medicine and confirming it was suitable.
Feng Ling took advantage of the fact that he was still conscious and told him to try the recipe first to see if it would work.
Wen Nuan refused because it had not been put into practice yet and no one knew whether the medicine would be effective or not, or whether there would be any unpredictable consequences.
Finally, under Feng Ling's insistence, Wen Nuan finally agreed.
It turned out that during this time together, Wen Nuan and Feng Ling suddenly fell in love with each other.
Feng Ling only knew how to carry out missions before. He hid his love for Wen Nuan in his heart but didn't dare to say it, nor did he know how to say it.
He felt that there was no way that an outstanding rich lady like Wen Nuan would be interested in someone like him who lived on the edge of a knife.
She should marry a gentle man.
The happiest thing in the world is mutual secret love.
Wen Nuan liked Feng Ling, and she had liked him since she came to Songyang County, but she was busy practicing medicine and saving lives, and had no time to care about those romantic relationships! Until that day, a doctor in the same team as Wen Nuan was confirmed to be infected, and Wen Nuan temporarily took over his job. Wen Nuan, who had been working non-stop for two days, suddenly felt dizzy and fell straight to the ground.
This scene happened to be seen by Feng Ling who was passing by. He rushed over quickly and caught Wen Nuan, saving her from the physical pain.
It was during that hug that Wen Nuan suddenly felt wronged and tears started to fall. Feng Ling was so scared that he thought she had bumped something, so he hugged her and started to look for a doctor anxiously. Wen Nuan said she was a doctor, and then asked Feng Ling why he was so nervous.
Feng Ling, this 1.80-meter-tall tough guy, suddenly blushed so much that blood seemed to drip out.
Perhaps because she had experienced too many separations and deaths, Wen Nuan suddenly didn't want to hide her feelings anymore. It was unknown whether she could walk out of here alive, and she didn't want to leave any regrets in her life.
So she said to Feng Ling.
"I like you!"
Feng Ling was so scared that he subconsciously let go of Wen Nuan's hand, and Wen Nuan fell hard, and the pain made her cry.
Feng Ling apologized incoherently.
Wen Nuan was very angry. She sat up from the ground, touched her butt, and looked at Feng Ling angrily, asking him if this was the end of his apology. Feng Ling hesitated for a long time, as if he had made a big decision.
Then he raised his head, looked at Wen Nuan seriously, and spoke.
"Then I'll marry you!"
After he said this, he lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at Wen Nuan. He nervously clenched the sword in his hand, like a person waiting for the judge to announce the result of his trial. That process was torturous and long.
"If you don't throw me to the ground next time, I will consider marrying you!" Wen Nuan bit the corner of her mouth that was out of her control and spoke calmly.
Feng Ling raised his head, his eyes sparkling and a simple smile on his face. The blush on his face had not yet faded, and now when he smiled, he looked very handsome.
He told Wen Nuan that he had been on missions frequently in recent years, so he had no time to use money and had saved all his money.
He gave all his silver to Warmth.
Le De Wen Nuan was so happy that she smiled in her dreams for several days! But before they could spend two days together, Feng Ling was diagnosed.
After taking the medicine according to the prescription, Feng Ling's condition did not improve, but became worse.
Judging from his condition, there is a high probability that he can't hold on any longer.
At this time, Wen Nuan made a surprising decision.
She was going to marry Feng Ling! When she announced this decision, everyone was shocked beyond words! "No, I don't agree!" Feng Ling was lying on the hospital bed, coughing violently because of the intense reaction.
"Brother Feng Ling, I have already made my decision, no one can change it!"
"But……"
"If you don't agree, I will die in front of you right now. I mean what I say." Wen Nuan cried, and she took out a dagger from somewhere and put it on her neck. "Brother Feng Ling, just tell me whether you are willing to marry me or not. If you just say you don't want to marry me, I will die here. There is no point in living anyway!"
"Wu Nuan, calm down!" Shu Wan wanted to calm Wen Nuan down.
"I'm calm!" Wen Nuan pushed the knife a little deeper into the meat.
"Wen Nuan..." Feng Ling really couldn't say that he didn't want to marry her, but now, he was a dying man, if he ruined Wen Nuan's reputation, how would she get married in the future.
"Feng Ling!" At this time, Rong Chen interrupted him, "A real man should be brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. Just tell me whether you are willing to marry her. If you say no, I will naturally find a way to send her home and let her stop pestering you!"
Wen Nuan stared at him intently, her eyes filled with tears. If Feng Ling dared to refuse, she would commit suicide in the next second.
"Master..." Feng Ling closed his eyes, his whole body trembling, "I want to live!" He reached out to grab Rong Chen's robe, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.
He had never wanted to live as much as he did now.
"Marry her alive!"
If he could live, live for a long time, he would naturally be willing to marry Wen Nuan, but now, what can he marry! If he died, would Wen Nuan be left as a widow? He couldn't do it. Wen Nuan still had a long life ahead of her, how could she be delayed by him?
"Then you are not dead now, are you?" Hearing this, Wen Nuan dropped the knife in her hand and rushed towards Feng Ling, pushing Rong Chen, who was closest to Feng Ling, aside.
"You are alive now, so you can marry me while you are alive!" Wen Nuan burst into laughter, "If you were dead, I would not marry you, that would be called a ghost marriage!"
(End of this chapter)
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