CHAPTER 121: CHAPTER 121 EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT

Fu Bing was discharged from the hospital that night.

Before she left, she visited Ren Ye. He had already awakened but still couldn’t speak.

Fu Bing said, "Thank you for being willing to risk your life to save me at that critical moment. I will always remember this kindness."

Ren Ye regarded her with affectionate eyes, offering a sense of protection and reassurance from a male elder that Fu Bing had never before experienced.

Ren Ye raised his hand and gently touched the swelling under Fu Bing’s eyes.

He didn’t say a word, yet he said everything.

Fu Bing said hoarsely, "It’s not convenient for me to stay in the hospital any longer; I need to go home to recover. I will arrange for Lu Yuan to bring you medicine daily. Please rest assured and heal. You will be okay."

Ren Ye nodded slightly.

Fu Bing’s gurney was pushed to the hospital’s parking lot, where a professional medical vehicle was already waiting.

Mu He carefully lifted her into the vehicle.

Not until the vehicle drove away from Gu Family Hospital did everyone finally let down their guard.

But no one was happy.

The longer Mu He spent with Fu Bing, the more he liked her.

The issue between her and Jinhai was no longer a matter of who was right or wrong.

There were too many other misunderstandings and inexplicable entanglements between them.

Fu Bing looked in the rearview mirror. She didn’t see Qin Jinhai, and she felt no sense of relief.

Why had their relationship reached this point?

If Qin Jinhai didn’t love her, why would he go to such lengths to appear wherever she was?

But if he did love her, how could someone as intelligent as him handle things so poorly?

Fu Bing didn’t want to think about it anymore.

No matter how clearly she thought about it, she couldn’t go back.

To even consider looking back felt like demeaning herself.

After Fu Bing arrived home, Han Hu and Shen Linxing had already prepared a room on the first floor.

Her leg injuries made it inconvenient to stay in her original room.

After everyone else left, only Han Hu remained.

Han Hu carefully applied medicine to her wounds. "Those who survive great disasters are destined for future blessings," she said. "Don’t be melancholic; try to see things in a more positive light."

Fu Bing smiled bitterly. "And you? Do you feel you’ve found your blessings?"

Han Hu nodded without any doubt. "Yes. Before my accident, I felt very insecure. No matter who was by my side, I always believed that person would eventually leave me, and I would have to face everything alone. I wouldn’t show weakness or ask for help. After you saved me, I gained several family members. Especially when my facial surgery caused unbearable itching and you came to me. From that moment on, I genuinely started to consider you family."

Fu Bing said, "Actually, it wasn’t just me who saved you. There was another person..."

Han Hu asked, "Who else?"

Fu Bing replied, "Qin Jinhai."

Uttering his name, Fu Bing still felt a pang in her heart.

Han Hu’s expression briefly went blank.

"That night, I went with him, and he spent one billion to ransom you."

Han Hu, snapping back to reality, asked, "Why would you suddenly tell me this?"

Fu Bing turned her head aside. "I don’t know," she murmured. "I don’t know why I’m telling you this..."

Han Hu’s heart suddenly clenched.

In her eyes, Fu Bing had always been an incredibly strong person, calm and composed no matter what she faced, always finding a way to resolve things.

Now, she seemed like a divine statue that had suddenly cracked.

These cracks weren’t new; they were the result of years of accumulated stress.

In the past, they were merely hidden deep within her heart. But she could no longer maintain her facade, and so the cracks rapidly expanded, swiftly spreading until they became visible to others.

Han Hu’s nose tingled. She rose and embraced Fu Bing, carefully avoiding her injuries.

"Xiaobing, it’s okay," Han Hu said gently. "Everything will be alright. You have so many people who love you; even the deepest wounds will heal someday."

Fu Bing’s defenses suddenly crumbled at Han Hu’s words. She spoke softly, "I know in my heart it should have ended long ago, and I shouldn’t dwell on the past. I’m very aware that I can get through this, and everything will be fine afterward. But my heart... it hurts too much."

Han Hu’s tears nearly spilled at Fu Bing’s whisper.

"It’s about Qin Jinhai, isn’t it?" Han Hu asked softly.

Fu Bing nodded lightly.

Han Hu’s heart instantly melted, becoming as pliant as river water.

Even when Han Hu herself had been hurt by Qin Jinhai, Fu Bing hadn’t concealed from her the fact that Qin Jinhai had once saved Han Hu.

How could there be such a heart-meltingly kind girl in this world?

Han Hu knew that no amount of words could comfort Fu Bing, so she simply held her hand and stayed with her.

When Aunt Ning prepared Fu Bing’s medicine, she added a sedative. Fu Bing, her emotions in turmoil, soon fell into a deep sleep.

Her current state was not conducive to healing.

When Han Hu came out, Aunt Ning asked, "Is she asleep?"

"Yes, she is," Han Hu replied.

Aunt Ning continued, "Please spend more time with her recently. There are many things she’s not willing to share with Xiaomei and me. You’re her good friend; she’ll be willing to open up to you."

Han Hu assured her, "Don’t worry, I’ll stay with her. She’s my lifesaver; I won’t let her be sad for too long."

Even in sleep, Fu Bing was plagued by nightmares.

Her dreams were full of Qin Jinhai.

They first met one evening after her self-study session.

Her mother’s health was poor, so she hadn’t boarded at school during her middle and high school years. Every day after her evening self-study session, she would quickly ride her bicycle away from the school grounds.

The night she met Qin Jinhai, she was stopped by the school heartthrob, who confessed his feelings to her.

She got home ten minutes later than usual that evening.

As she passed the basketball hoops in her neighborhood, she smelled blood.

She walked over and saw Qin Jinhai lying in a pool of it.

The youth’s fair skin, stained with blood, looked all the more arresting.

As she squatted beside him to check his breathing, his eyes, as black and striking as obsidian, suddenly opened.

His voice was hoarse. "Save me! Or I’ll haunt you even as a ghost!"

His threatening words were as fierce as his demeanor, yet they betrayed an underlying apprehension.

Fu Bing asked, "What will I gain by saving you?"

"I will give myself to you!" the young man said coldly, his voice laced with an intense allure.

The past shone like sunlight on a diamond’s facets, reflecting a dazzling light. When they were in love, they both ignored the diamond’s sharp edges. It is one of the hardest substances in the world, capable of mangling flesh and blood with even a light scratch.

Fu Bing’s sleep was exhausting; she kept waking up, only to be dragged back into nightmares mere seconds later.

Xiaomei said anxiously, "Aunt Ning, my sister has a fever."

Aunt Ning replied, "A fever isn’t necessarily a bad thing; it means her body’s natural defenses are working."

Xiaomei said, "Oh. I heard from Lu Yuan that Qin Jinhai is also running a fever; he’s had it for several days now."

Aunt Ning warned, "Don’t mention that person in front of Xiaobing."

Xiaomei agreed, "Okay."

Xiaomei wiped Fu Bing’s sweat over and over again.

Her sister had already thinned down noticeably; the little weight she had painstakingly gained was now gone again.

Love is too difficult, she thought. If someone as intelligent as her sister couldn’t handle it, then she herself should definitely never get involved with it.

Under Aunt Ning’s watchful eye, Shen Linxing reapplied Fu Bing’s medicine, then sat with Xiaomei beside Fu Bing’s bed.

Shen Linxing said, "Why don’t you go get some sleep first? I’ll call you when it’s time to switch shifts."

Xiaomei replied, "When my sister isn’t right in front of me, I’m constantly terrified she’ll get into trouble. You don’t need to worry about me. I’m going to get a blanket and make a bed on the floor."

Shen Linxing said, "Fu Ying is only sleeping, not unconscious. If you act like this, she’ll definitely worry about you."

Xiaomei insisted, "But if I’m not beside her, I’ll be even more worried."

Xiaomei stubbornly brought over a blanket.

Shen Linxing helped her spread it, unable to resist saying, "You’re acting like such a child."

Xiaomei sighed in frustration.

She was about to speak when Mu He announced from the doorway, "Mrs. Su and Director Su have arrived."