Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

During the time they waited for Xu Yuan to regain consciousness, everyone was very quiet. The old man sat there without saying a word, waiting.

We'll go back after the child wakes up.

Fu Jingting couldn't quite describe his feelings. He tried his best to remain calm, but a mix of emotions accumulated inside him, making it impossible for him to tell whether he was shocked, joyful, or something else.

But with the child undergoing surgery, no one was willing to say a word out of concern.

Xu Qingcheng sat by the hospital bed, occasionally going over to call Xu Yuan's name or kiss her.

Her eyes were watery as she stared at Xu Yuan, anxious and heartbroken, yet desperately trying to suppress her emotions as she waited for Xu Yuan to wake up.

Fu Jingting looked at her, his heart pounding painfully.

I feel sorry for her, and I feel sorry for her.

Fu Jingting got up and walked out of the ward. He called Zhou Qian, and before he could speak, Zhou Qian said, "The information has been compiled and sent to your email."

Fu Jingting, "..."

He suddenly chuckled, pressing his finger to his brow, a sense of helplessness washing over him as if the whole world knew, but he was the only one unaware.

Zhou Qian thought he was going to say something, but after a helpless chuckle, the receiver went silent. After a long while, Fu Jingting said, "Okay."

Then the call ended.

Fu Jingting sat on a bench outside the ward, flipping through the documents Zhou Qian had sent him.

In those two years, a lot happened without his knowledge.

Even though he reads very slowly, it's still faster than the time he experiences.

Fu Jingting's eyes reddened after reading it.

While he was still resentful because of his injury, she ignored the doctor's advice and stubbornly gave birth to the child.

At that time, Fu Jingting was unwilling and resentful. She had no trust or love for him. She would rather cooperate with Ye Tinghong and Fu Hongxin than trust him any more.

He desperately wanted her to give them both a chance and not to abort the child, but she did, and made Ye Tinghong abort the child with her.

Xu Qingcheng will never know about his breakdown at that time.

She doesn't love him.

Therefore, they are capable of doing the most ruthless things.

But he couldn't. He hated her to the extreme, hated her for leaving no room for mercy, hated her for killing their child so easily, but he couldn't bring himself to do it to her. He could only passively fall into their carefully laid trap.

This imbalance made him both repulsed and hated being entangled with her, yet he was hopelessly drawn into it. The contradiction, the pain, the rejection and the attraction, the inner torment caused him to miss too much information.

If he knew what she was going through during her pregnancy, if he knew the dangers of childbirth, he wouldn't allow her to give birth without considering her own safety.

But he didn't know, he knew nothing.

The man's lips were pressed tightly together, and his dark eyes were deep and piercing.

Until I heard excited voices coming from the ward, saying that Xu Yuan had woken up.

He rushed into the ward. The child was uncomfortable, in pain, and crying pitifully, saying no to this or that.

Xu Qingcheng hugged her and comforted her, tears streaming down her face with heartache.

He walked over, reached out his hand, and said to her in a very soft voice, "I'll do it."

Xu Qingcheng turned around while holding Xu Yuan. She was angry with him and didn't want to see him trying to curry favor with her.

But Xu Yuan called out softly, "Daddy, I want Daddy to hold me, I want Daddy to hold me..."

If it weren't for the fact that she had just had surgery, Xu Qingcheng would have really wanted to spank her, that traitorous little thing.

She carried her for ten months and gave birth to her, worrying and anxious for her, but nothing could compare to this man she had just met.

Xu Yuan cried and wailed. Fu Jingting looked down at Xu Qingcheng's face. The woman pursed her lips and finally put the child in his arms.

Fu Jingting coaxed Xu Yuan in a low voice, and although Xu Yuan was still crying, her emotions had calmed down a lot.

Xu Qingcheng looked on, and she was truly... incredibly resentful.

After Xu Yuan woke up, Dr. Pang came over, observed Xu Yuan's condition, and had the nurse check the child's temperature and other basic information.

At the same time, Xu Qingcheng was instructed to pay close attention to the child's reaction, because the surgery was performed under general anesthesia, which is very dangerous for children. There is a possibility of gastrointestinal discomfort such as nausea and vomiting as a sequela, especially since the incision site is on the ear, which is close to the head, and there is a greater risk of causing neurological diseases.

However, the chances of this happening are very small. As long as the child can wake up, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Xu Qingcheng listened attentively, taking notes on the key points the doctor instructed: to give Xu Yuan plenty of water to speed up the metabolism of the anesthetic, to feed her a light diet, to avoid snacks, and to pay attention to the child's emotional state.

Fu Jingting watched her as she lowered her eyes to take notes. The afternoon sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating half of her body. Her handwriting was beautiful, her hands were beautiful, her profile was beautiful, and the way she asked the doctor was beautiful.

He shifted his gaze back and met the eyes of the little baby nestled in his arms, staring at him.

Yes, the children born are good-looking too.

The little one still had tears in her eyes. She was uncomfortable, in pain, nauseous, and vomiting. Her tearful eyes made her look very aggrieved and pitiful, which made people's hearts soften and ache.

Fu Jingting kissed her forehead, unable to resist wanting to hug her tightly, but afraid of hurting her, so he hugged her carefully, not too tight, not too loose.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Wanxiu felt a mix of emotions. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned to look at Fu Pinghui, and said, "I feel like I'm seeing you back then, holding a child as if it were a fragile piece of glass, as if you were afraid it would break."

Fu Pinghui chuckled softly, then turned to look at his wife, "Thank you for your hard work."

Four simple words, representing the mundane details of daily life, and the support of a lifetime.

Zhong Wanxiu's eyes suddenly reddened, and she lowered her head to hide it, "What are you saying? Everyone works hard."

Everyone has a tough time, but you have to be especially hardworking.

Fu Pinghui walked up to the old man and the old woman and said that the child had woken up and that he would take them back.

After all, I'm getting old and can't afford to be tired.

Xu Qingcheng quickly said, "Grandpa and Grandma, you go back first. I'll tell you what's going on later."

The old lady nodded, glancing at Fu Jingting. "Girl, let's go first. Let Jingting stay and take care of you. Grandma doesn't mean anything by it, but your mother is worried about your father being home alone, so let your mother go back. No matter how dissatisfied you are, he's Xu Yuan's father, and he can always help you make decisions if anything happens. Once the child is discharged from the hospital, whatever you say goes."

These words had taken everything into consideration, leaving Xu Qingcheng speechless.

Song Chang listened from the side and clicked his tongue twice in his heart. This old lady was very perceptive. Her words had multiple meanings, and no one could refuse her.

That's what she says on the surface, but actually she's just helping her grandson.

After that incident at Nanshan Lanyuan, Song Chang completely lost faith in Fu Jingting. What kind of men couldn't their Qingcheng find? Why should she hang herself on this crooked tree?

After Fu Pinghui and his wife escorted the old man and woman back home, Xu Qingcheng asked Qingyao to escort her mother back home as well.

Song Chang stayed a little longer, and the two of them came out and stood outside the ward talking to each other for a while.

Song Chang raised her chin and pointed at the person in the ward, "What are you planning to do?"

"The old man only said that Xu Yuan should use the surname Fu, and he won't interfere with anything else, nor will he try to take Xu Yuan away from me." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips. "That's fine."

Song Chang rolled her eyes. "The Fu family is so shrewd; they're not just aiming for the small things, they're aiming for the big ones."

Xu Qingcheng reached out and pinched Song Chang, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Since he and Wen Fei have nothing going on, don't you have any thoughts about rekindling your relationship?" Song Chang was unhappy with Fu Jingting, but he wasn't the person she liked, so she still had to see what Qingcheng thought.

"I don't want to."

Song Chang glanced at her.

"You should leave now, don't you have things to do?" Xu Qingcheng urged him to leave. "Oh right, I have an audio file to send you, please send it out for me when the time is right."

"What?"

Hearing her phone notification tone, Song Chang took it out to listen, and immediately felt like exploding. "That fucking despicable woman... she'll post it now, whenever she feels like it!"

"No, please. This is somewhat taken out of context. Before the surgery, I had Qingyao submit the audio file as new evidence to the hospital and the police. We'll wait for their response. An official response will be more effective than any amount of arguing."

In other words, Xu Qingcheng was also waiting for Wen Fei's attitude. After all, she was Pang Shenghua's apprentice, and Xu Yuan owed Pang Shenghua a favor this time, so she was unwilling to be aggressive.

But Xu Qingcheng wants an apology.

"Alright, I'm leaving now."

"Then I'll take you."

"No, you can make your own wish." Song Chang stopped her and left.

When Xu Qingcheng returned to the ward, she saw Fu Jingting standing at the door. She paused, wondering how long he had been standing there or what he had heard.

Xu Yuan leaned on his shoulder.

"She's asleep," he said.

"Put her on the hospital bed." Xu Qingcheng stepped aside and entered the ward, tidied up the bed, and let Fu Jingting put her down.

Xu Yuan wasn't a deep sleeper. She opened her eyes as soon as she was put down and saw two people staring at her. Little Xu Yuan blinked and then closed her eyes again.

Xu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up and bumped into his chin.

Fu Jingting hissed, but kept his voice down so as not to wake Xu Yuan.

There was no one else in the ward, only the two of them, and the quiet air made the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at him and then looked away, seemingly having nothing to say.

She walked to the side, and the man followed her by a step, blocking her path at just the right distance.

Xu Qingcheng was a little annoyed and glared at him.

Fu Jingting stared into her icy eyes, his resolve unwavering. "Why did you give birth to her?"

At that time, according to her messages, he was already dead.

The Fu family blocked all information about him and announced to the public that he was dead.

So, why?!

This answer stirred something deep within him.

Even knowing that she might not be able to say anything he would want to hear, he still wanted to ask, and still felt...joy.

"No reason, my child," Xu Qingcheng replied coldly.

"It's mine too."

I really wanted to yell at him for only providing a sperm. But considering this was a hospital and Xu Yuan was still recovering, I decided to stop.

Xu Qingcheng felt a lump in her throat, and after holding it in for a long time, she finally managed to swallow it back.

Fu Jingting took a step forward, ignoring her struggles, and hugged her tightly in his arms, so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

"you!"

She was so angry she wanted to curse, but as soon as she spoke, Fu Jingting reminded her, "Shh, Xu Yuan is sleeping, don't wake her up."

He was using the promise as a pretext on his own. Xu Qingcheng was furious, but she had to admit that his trick worked.

She lowered her voice, warning him, "Making a wish is just making a wish; it won't change our relationship. You know you shouldn't wake her, so let me go."

Fu Jingting stared intently at her. He had already decided not to let go, and now he was even less likely to.

He really wanted to kiss her.

The man tightened his grip on her arm, then leaned down and kissed her lips without a word. It was as if all words were inadequate; he simply wanted to kiss her, to meld her into his very being. She was his, and could never belong to anyone else but him.

If you can't get over the past, then let it stay there.

All he cares about is the future.

Xu Qingcheng was furious. He actually dared to entangle her tongue!

Looking through the crack in the ward door at the two kissing and embracing, Wen Fei's face turned pale; she couldn't quite understand it.

What happened? Fu Jingting is still...

"Dr. Wen, you're here."

Someone called her, and Wen Fei responded and stepped forward. "Professor Pang asked me to come here. How did the surgery go today?"

"It went fairly smoothly." A nurse who was participating in the surgery pulled Wen Fei aside, and the two of them moved to the side. "The surgery was quite dangerous. Fortunately, Dr. Pang was experienced and handled it in time. Otherwise, if the facial nerves had been damaged, half of the little girl's face would have been ruined, which would have been irreversible."

Wen Fei's lips twitched, and she said in surprise, "Really? It's only because Dr. Pang is so skilled."

"That's right."

Wen Fei didn't say anything more. She walked to the doctor's office door, knocked, and said, "Come in."

Wen Fei pushed open the door and entered. Pang Shenghua was sitting at her desk, with stacks of inspection materials spread out in front of her.

"Teacher Pang."

"Close the door." Pang Shenghua said without looking up.

Wen Fei turned around and closed the door.

Pang Shenghua looked up. "Wen Fei, I'll ask you one more time, why did Xu Qingcheng hit you?"

"Teacher, I already said that..."

"I know you've already said it. Aren't you going to revise your answer?" Pang Shenghua stared at her with sharp eyes.

"I don't need to revise, Teacher Pang, that's the truth." Wen Fei remained unfazed; she was determined to stick to her story, and without evidence, it would be pointless.

"How long are you going to keep lying to me?" Pang Shenghua's chest ached. She turned on her phone and played the recording of Wen Fei's conversation with Xu Qingcheng. "This is what you said, right?! Wen Fei, I trusted you so much, I vouched for you in front of the hospital leaders! Making mistakes isn't scary, what's scary is making mistakes and not admitting them and pretending to be okay."

Xu Qingcheng, she actually did it!!

Wen Fei's expression changed several times, and suddenly her eyes filled with tears. "Teacher Pang... me too. She seduced Fu Jingting. We were already dating, and our families hadn't said anything, but Xu Qingcheng... I was jealous, and I couldn't help myself. Teacher, I was wrong."

"Jealousy? Is that why you gave me this?" Pang Shenghua was furious. She grabbed the documents on the table and slapped them across Wen Fei's face. "So, you deliberately tampered with these data?!"

"Wen Fei, the medical profession is so sacred. From the moment we put on our white coats, we must think of our patients, be rigorous, serious, and meticulous, and not tolerate the slightest mistake. We must be true to our conscience! Tampering with test data, your behavior disqualifies you from being a doctor, no, you don't even qualify as a human being!"

Pang Shenghua was heartbroken. She admired Wen Liyan because he was her senior and had superb surgical skills, but he was never arrogant because of it and always adhered to the medical ethics.

She trusted her senior, so she naturally held Wen Fei in high regard, but...

"Wen Fei, this is fundamental to being a person and a doctor. I will report the facts to the hospital and await the outcome."

Dr. Pang concluded his remarks.

"Teacher, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." Wen Fei panicked. If Dr. Pang reported it, she would definitely have her medical license revoked, and there was even a possibility of criminal penalties.

"The surgery went smoothly, didn't it? If you don't tell me, and I don't tell me, they won't know... That data was just an instrument error anyway, it's perfectly acceptable..."

Snapped!

Pang Shenghua slapped her hard across the face, her expression turning ashen, and she shouted angrily, "Wen Fei! How could you say such a thing?!"

Pang Shenghua has been practicing medicine for many years and has always adhered to professional ethics. However, even so, there have been cases where surgery has failed due to misjudgment or complex conditions.

All doctors have experienced this, so doctors actually face enormous mental stress, not only from their families, but also from self-doubt and self-criticism.

Therefore, she cannot accept medical disputes.

But what she couldn't accept even more was betraying the white coat she wore.

Wen Fei covered her face in shock. "Why can Xu Qingcheng be forgiven for having an affair and a child during her marriage? Why can Xu Qingcheng be forgiven for almost killing Fu Jingting? Why can she be forgiven for being a mistress? Why? What did I do? I did nothing. I'm the one who got beaten up, and she's completely unharmed. Her illegitimate child is fine too, isn't he?! Why? What does she have besides her face? Just because of that face, she can be so shameless as to seduce other people's men? Fu Jingting could have married me..."

Wen Fei's face gradually became ferocious and distorted.

Pang Shenghua closed her eyes briefly. "Wen Fei, the child is Fu Jingting's. The Fu family has never blamed Xu Qingcheng. What outsiders see isn't the whole truth, so why compare yourself to her? Besides, matters of the heart can't be forced! Your father and mother are examples of this; don't you understand?"

"Teacher, do you really have to report this?" Wen Fei suddenly asked.

Pang Shenghua remained silent, but made his stance clear.

"I understand," Wen Fei replied in a low voice, her expression gradually returning to calm.

She gathered the scattered documents from the floor and placed them on Pang Shenghua's desk. "Teacher, my father will be discharged soon after his chemotherapy. Please submit the report after he is discharged. I will accept whatever the result is, but please keep it a secret from my father, okay?"

Pang Shenghua looked at her, her heart softening after all. "Okay. I also bear responsibility for this, Feifei. I will share the responsibility with you. I just want to tell you that when you do something wrong, you must be brave enough to take responsibility, accept the punishment, and never make the same mistake again."

Wen Fei held back her tears and didn't say anything more.

Pang Shenghua told her to leave.

As soon as Wen Fei stepped out of Pang Shenghua's office, her expression changed instantly. She wiped away her tears, trying to make herself look natural with a smile.

When a colleague greeted her, she smiled gently.

But at that moment, no one expected that ripples had begun to appear in the calm air.