The respirator was functioning normally, emitting its regular hissing sound. The person lying on the hospital bed was covered with tubes, his neck wrapped in layers of thick bandages, with a tube fixed in place to provide oxygen. His tightly closed eyes occasionally twitched, and if it weren't for the beep of the dical equipnt, he would resemble a dead person.
"How is he? When will he wake up?" Wu Shuang quietly walked into the hospital room. During this period, Mu Rongyun had been staying at the hospital. His professional skills and dedication prevented people in the hospital from gossiping behind his back as a forensic doctor. He successfully conquered people with his expertise, just like soone else had previously saved Hua Muyun with superb skills, shutting down those self-righteous bystanders. Mu Rongyun didn't care about these things; those who care about other's opinions are inherently insecure, and he doesn't pay the price for their insecurity, believing in himself far more than those who disdain him.
"His waking up will take so ti, but he's heading in the right direction. You can't take a statent from him now." Mu Rongyun wore glasses, the hospital provided him a dedicated rest room to monitor the patient's condition 24/7. Although the surgery was successful, the fact remains that the throat had been strangled midway, roughly equivalent to having three-fourths of his neck cut, resembling a decapitation. Psychologically, it feels identical; even the strong-willed would be scarred lifelong after such an ordeal, not to ntion the scar will stay with him forever. Saving the vocal cords doesn't an they won't be altered. The sequelae are not within his treatnt scope; his job is to revive him.
"I'm not here to take a statent!" Wu Shuang hesitated montarily, pulling Mu Rongyun back into the rest room, sitting across from him. "I'm here to see you."
"Ah!" Mu Rongyun nodded, tilting his head to look at Wu Shuang. "And then?"
"I..." Wu Shuang was at a loss due to his indifference. Clearly, it wasn't like that between them; why had it changed suddenly since Wang Zhantian? "I..."
Seeing Wu Shuang's struggle to speak, Mu Rongyun frowned. "Your father ca to see ."
"So, what?" Wu Shuang, being stubborn, wouldn't show any sign of weakness before Mu Rongyun; even the slightest exposure would be concealed.
"He wants to stay as far away from you as possible, or else he'll co after ." Mu Rongyun candidly relayed Wu Mian's intentions to Wu Shuang. You could interpret it as sowing discord between father and daughter; he didn't care what Wu Shuang thought. "I'm under their watch, and I'm a threat to Xiao Lin. You can't resolve the hatred between and him; sooner or later, we'll be on the battlefield fighting, and only one of us will survive to hold this world."
This was the first ti Mu Rongyun spoke such words directly, undoubtedly striking Wu Shuang's heart like a hamr. She saw such determination and ruthlessness in his eyes. "Can't it be otherwise?" Even if she didn't want to show her weakness to him, it was as if a ssage in her blood revealed itself naturally through her mind.
Mu Rongyun shook his head. "I've waited more than ten years for this mont; I won't back down. It's my destiny; I must retrieve what belongs to ."
"So you must clash with Xiao Lin head-on?" Wu Shuang suddenly grabbed Mu Rongyun's hand. "Whatever you want, Xiao Lin will definitely hand it over to you. I believe he will."
"Haha! You really understand him; yes, whatever I want, he'll give it to !" Mu Rongyun absolutely believed that, as long as he asked, Xiao Lin would give in for the sake of family ties, an absurd sentint. "And you? What's with you regarding ?"
"I..." Lost in confusion, this wasn't her intention today. Wu Shuang hung her head in panic, unable to sort out her thoughts. Such hesitation inadvertently stung Mu Rongyun, who sneered.
"Why are you following ? Is it because I resemble him?" Mu Rongyun unnaturally touched his own eyes, the evidence of his lineage, the blood of the true Xiao Family, the unerasable proof in his life. Hence, he hated these dark eyes all the more.
"No, no!" Wu Shuang vigorously shook her head in denial; she didn't think that way. "I don't know how to say it?"
"Want to say you love ? Then betray Xiao Lin for ; can you do that?" Mu Rongyun's cruelty wasn't new, but now Wu Shuang felt afraid. She stared at Mu Rongyun with wide, astonished eyes. Did he an for her to be his accomplice? To stand against Xiao Lin, using her love? Or was he testing her love? She couldn't understand this person; never did. He wasn't as easy to read as Xiao Lin. Whether willing or unwilling, Mu Rongyun would never let anyone see through him, while Xiao Lin only showed what he wanted you to see. What a difference!
"Scared now?" Mu Rongyun's fingers brushed Wu Shuang's cheek. Not long ago, when the woman fell into a deep coma, he used to sketch this face, embedding it in his mind bit by bit.
"Have you ever loved , or was it revenge that brought you close?"
Mu Rongyun let go, chuckling. Ignorant woman. "I'll tell you sothing; saving Wang Zhantian is only the start, and I'll take him away."
"What do you plan to do?" Was this part of his plan? Suddenly feeling this man leaving her side, she tightly gripped his hand. "Are you leaving?"
"The elders' words can't be ignored. I plan to stay alive till the end."
"Are you leaving because of my father? Or because you never truly loved ?" Wu Shuang was unsure what was wrong with her. Her purpose here was entirely disrupted. She wasn't the type to be entangled in love, but now she seed no different from any other woman, like a resentful wife discarded after being toyed with.
"Whichever reason suits you, but from today, we're strangers."
"No, don't!" Instinctive refusal startled both Wu Shuang and Mu Rongyun, though each harbored different feelings. Mu Rongyun's pupils contracted briefly before regaining indifference.
"Director Wu, Miss Wu Da! Our identities make it impossible; your father won't accept , and I'm just a person living in a rat hole, unseen." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welco to visit Qidian (qidian) to recomnd or vote; your support is my greatest motivation.)
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