Chapter 3 hanhan

The visit concluded, Fu Mingyi drove Yu Han to the hospital for a follow-up appointment. Today, the neurosurgeon in the outpatient department was said to be the main surgeon during her surgery, named Bai Ruzhu, a woman in her forties who was gentle and approachable.

After Yu Han regained consciousness, she had visited a few times. Through these visits, she learned that Bai Ruzhu was Fu Mingyi's cousin. Bai Ruzhu handed Yu Han a prescription, and as Yu Han left, Fu Mingyi looked at Bai Ruzhu.

Bai Ruzhu smiled ambiguously and asked, "So, what's the matter this time?"

Since Yu Han was transferred to their hospital, Fu Mingyi had seen Bai Ruzhu more times than in the first half of his life. During the days leading up to the surgery, he attended meetings with other department heads to discuss the surgical plan, and Fu Mingyi insisted on being present. Bai Ruzhu had wanted to ask if a math professor could understand, but seeing Fu Mingyi's serious expression, she held back.

Later, when Yu Han was transferred to the intensive care unit, Fu Mingyi visited at least twice a day. When Yu Han was out of danger and transferred to a regular ward, Fu Mingyi visited once a day. When Yu Han woke up, Fu Mingyi spent half a day in her room, becoming familiar with their entire department.

Bai Ruzhu wanted to say, "Are you university professors all so free?" but held back.

Finally, two weeks ago, Yu Han was discharged. Bai Ruzhu was relieved not to see his face hovering in front of her every day. Even the most handsome face would become tiresome after seeing it too often, right?

"Not much," Fu Mingyi said calmly, sitting across from her, and then he dropped the bombshell on Bai Ruzhu, "I went to Han Han's school today, and the teacher said our Han Han got into a fight with someone. I thought it couldn't be true, but when I got there, I found out the other party was my nephew."

Bai Ruzhu: ?

Her expression changed as Fu Mingyi mentioned "Han Han" and "fight," and then the mention of "nephew" left her bewildered.

"Xie Yan?" she chuckled, "What did he do this time?" The use of "again" in her sentence was soul-crushing. Fu Mingyi innocently smiled and added fuel to the fire by revealing what Xie Yan had done.

With a serious expression, he concluded, "Sis, our Han Han just lost both her parents and can't handle the shock."

Bai Ruzhu felt nauseous hearing this. "Stop calling her 'our Han Han.' She's just nineteen, and you, taking advantage of her innocence..."

Fu Mingyi put away his usual calm demeanor and raised an eyebrow unexpectedly.

He didn't want to take advantage of this "innocent girl"; it was his grandfather who had instructed him to take care of her. When he heard about the accident involving her family, his heart went out to her, and his grandfather, who owed a favor to her grandfather from their youth, took pity and ordered him, who happened to be on a business trip in Haicheng at the time, to take care of her.

The car accident was severe, and by the time he arrived, Yu Han's parents were gone, leaving behind a daughter undergoing surgery in the operating room and a son waiting outside.

At that time, Yu Chen was covered in blood, playing with a toy block. Fu Mingyi tried to take him for a check-up, but the child struggled fiercely, biting his hand and drawing blood.

Later, a nurse told him that the child had already been examined and found to be fine. That's when Fu Mingyi learned that the blood on him came from Yu Han.

Yu Han had a rare blood type, and the blood bank was not well-stocked. As fate would have it, Fu Mingyi had the same blood type as her, so during those days in Haicheng, he not only spent money but also donated a considerable amount of blood.

With limited medical resources in Haicheng, Yu Han's condition was critical. Fu Mingyi decided to bring her back to Jingzhou.

During the transfer, Yu Han woke up once, but after a few words, she fell into a coma again.

His grandfather had come to see her. At first, he only said that the girl was pitiful, but later, he must have heard some advice from some expert, as both his explicit and implicit intentions were: Yu Han's fate was auspicious, matching well with the Fu family, and as the only eligible bachelor in the family, Fu Mingyi...

Fu Mingyi could deduce the rest himself.

His mother immediately objected, but what use was her objection? This was his grandfather's wish, and going against him would be unfilial.

Feeling a bit sorry for the girl whose blood flowed in his veins, Fu Mingyi, although he found it absurd, did not outright refuse his grandfather's idea.

His phone buzzed twice, and he glanced at WeChat, then stood up immediately. "Han Han wants me to pay her a visit. I'll be leaving."

Bai Ruzhu: ...

Expressionless, she sent a text message to Xie Yan.

[Starting next week, your weekly allowance will be reduced to 200. If I hear about you causing trouble at school again, you'll be living on thin air.]

Xie Yan replied quickly, [...]

Bai Ruzhu quickly calculated the time and realized that it was their class time. [Playing with your phone during class, another 100 off.] In a distant classroom, a male student banged his head on the desk, wailing in agony. A hundred! Only a hundred for the week! How was he supposed to survive?!

...

At six o'clock, the outpatient clinic of the hospital gradually ended its consultations, with only the emergency department still in operation. One examination required the injection of contrast agent, and Yu Han had a cannula inserted into her arm. As she waited for the X-ray, she heard the hurried pushing of a hospital bed in the corridor. They passed by like a gust of wind, and she saw that the person on the bed was covered in blood from the waist down. The smell of blood lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate. Fu Mingyi asked if she wanted to move to another location.

She looked at the bed being pushed away and shook her head, then couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Fu, was I in this state when you saw me before?"

She always addressed him as Mr. Fu, a term he didn't like, finding it too formal. However, he couldn't argue against her insistence.

"I arrived when you were already in the operating room," Fu Mingyi replied.

Yu Han still didn't know what happened when she was unconscious. Her memory stopped at the moment before the truck crashed into her, and then she woke up to see a strange man sitting next to her reading a book. But there seemed to be a vague memory in between. It felt like someone asked her if she wanted to live. She tried to speak but couldn't make a sound. She tried to nod but couldn't muster the strength. Then that voice said, "With me here, you'll be fine." Was it him?

She looked up at the man. His jawline was smooth, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. Sensing her gaze, he cleared his throat and looked over with gentle eyes. "What's wrong?"

Suddenly, Yu Han felt something strange in her chest.

She had met Fu Mingyi's grandfather, who claimed to have been saved by her grandfather on the battlefield when he was young. He assured her not to worry about the rest of her life, whether it was her health, education, career, or... marriage.

During her hospital stay, various members of the Fu family visited her from time to time, until she was discharged. In front of her, the old man told Fu Mingyi, "Get along well with Han Han."

Yu Han wasn't naive; she understood what that meant. But when Fu Mingyi brought her back, he only said, "Study hard, I'll take care of the rest." Since then, she hadn't seen anyone from the Fu family.