Feng Qing found his sudden outburst of anger a bit amusing. She had roughly guessed that she would know how angry Sheng Yan was when she saw him again. But he was still her younger brother after all. It had only been two short months, yet it seemed like he still hadn't forgotten her after five years.
However, she also felt a bit embarrassed. She hadn't recognized him just now. But after not seeing him for five years, he had indeed become much more handsome.
"It's okay. If you really don't like this kind of address, I'll just call you Sheng Yan."
Feng Qing patted his shoulder boldly, dusted the ash off his clothes, and then neatly straightened his collar. "I didn't expect that you would change so much after not seeing you for five years."
Sheng Yan didn't strongly resist her touch, but he was still dissatisfied with her reaction. Hearing her words, he immediately sneered and mocked, "Really? I didn't expect that you would still be the same as you were five years ago."
Five years ago, he had been bewitched and fallen into Feng Qing's trap. It was only after they broke up that he learned he wasn't the only one treated like this by Feng Qing.
How much longer was she going to use such tricks!
Feng Qing also smiled. She of course understood the implication of Sheng Yan's words, but if she cared about these things, she wouldn't be Feng Qing.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
The two of them were at odds with each other, and the atmosphere was very tense. But soon, this tension was broken.
A nurse knocked on the ward door urgently. Without waiting for a response, she rushed in. "Miss Feng, Mr. Feng's condition is not good. You need to sign for the operation immediately!"
The color quickly drained from Feng Qing's face. She pushed Sheng Yan in front of her away and ran outside. In a hurry, she rushed to the service desk to sign. Then she saw the operating room light turn on.
She felt dry in her throat from running, and a rusty taste welled up. She gasped for breath, supported her knees with both hands, and leaned against the wall. Before she could catch her breath, her eyes inexplicably turned red.
She was really scared.
It was a long time before Feng Qing's breathing gradually returned to normal, but her hands still couldn't stop trembling. She slid down the wall little by little and squatted on the ground, hugging her arms and tightly clutching the sleeves on both sides.
She hadn't even had a good time with her dad. Dad must be okay.
The empty corridor made time seem even longer. Her nervousness was infinitely magnified in such an environment, and her nerves were tightly stretched. She didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
I don't know how much time had passed. The door of the operating room still showed no sign of change, but there came the sound of hurried footsteps from the corner of the corridor. Feng Qing didn't even have the energy to turn her head and take a look. Her mind was full of worry about her dad, and her thoughts were in a mess. Some of her physical functions also became dull.
The footsteps came closer and closer and stopped not far from her. He didn't say a word, and Feng Qing didn't look at him either.
It wasn't until the "Operation in Progress" light finally went out and the door of the operating room opened. The doctor wearing a mask walked out. Feng Qing seemed to be injected with a revitalizing agent. She got up from the ground and ran towards the doctor, eager to get a definite answer from the doctor.
"Doctor! How is my dad?" She almost lost her head and wanted to tug at the doctor's protective suit. In the end, a bit of rationality held her back.
The doctor took off his mask and said with a relaxed expression, "He is out of danger. He will be transferred to a general ward after 12 hours of observation in the ICU if there are no problems."
"Thank you, doctor." Feng Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Her nerves instantly relaxed.
As soon as she relaxed, she felt dizzy and her limbs were weak. After seeing the doctor off, she leaned against the wall weakly, and her vision went dark.
Now she had time to look at Sheng Yan. He had gritted his teeth at her in the ward just now, and now he had chased her out. So, she really couldn't understand her younger brother's thoughts.
Her vision also began to blur. She could feel her consciousness gradually slipping away. Looking at Sheng Yan standing there silently like a pillar not far away. She timely but laboriously raised her hand.
"Since you seem so free, could you give me a hand?"
Sheng Yan instinctively wanted to refuse. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Feng Qing roll her eyes and fall to one side.
"Feng Qing!"
She had suffered from gastric bleeding the previous night. And she had been frightened by the critical illness notice early the next morning without eating anything. Even a strong man might not be able to bear it.
Feng Qing was sitting pale on the hospital bed, drinking porridge, completely ignoring Sheng Yan who had just brought her back to the ward. Although this bowl of porridge was also bought by Sheng Yan.
She had thanked Sheng Yan as soon as she woke up. And now her stomach was not good, so she could only drink porridge. Sheng Yan clearly hadn't wanted to go at first. He only went to buy it after the nurse said it wasn't her responsibility. After he came back, he had been angry and silent until now.
Feng Qing really didn't know what he was angry about, but it wasn't a good idea to keep him here. So she had to speak up to drive him away: "Find a time to send me the bill?"
Her eyes were clear but showed a sickly look. This pale and powerless look couldn't be faked, but she seemed to be deliberately suppressing it. When she looked at Sheng Yan, her expression was also a bit sharp.
She was driving him away.
This feeling was too obvious. Sheng Yan couldn't even pretend not to notice.
She was just like someone who kicked away the ladder after crossing the river. It was the same as it was five years ago.
In that case, there was no need for him to stay.
Sheng Yan separated his crossed knees. When he stood up, he buttoned his suit. He imitated Feng Qing's coldness and said indifferently, "I'll have my assistant contact you."
Feng Qing watched him leave. After hearing the sound of the door closing, she even let out a soft snort. Having his assistant contact her... Well, when she saw him this time, he had been wearing a high - end suit all the time, and his every move exuded an air of nobility.
Maybe Sheng Yan was really a very powerful person now.
Although she didn't want to get entangled with Sheng Yan too much, Luocheng was only so big. She had even been saved by Sheng Yan in the toilet of a club. If such a low - probability thing could happen, what strange thing was impossible?
She searched for her phone everywhere in the ward and finally found it under the pillow. After borrowing a charger from the nurse and charging it, she called a friend.
"Could you help me find out what Sheng Yan has been doing in the past few years?"
"Sheng Yan?" The other person was silent for a few seconds, as if trying to recall who Sheng Yan was. "Did you run into him?"
"Yeah." Feng Qing frowned. She wasn't very happy. She would rather not have had such a meeting. Of course, any other kind of meeting could also be avoided.
A qualified ex should have the professional ethics of a "dead person".
The other person gave a light laugh. "Huh? You don't sound very happy. Did you quarrel as soon as you met?"
Feng Qing frowned. The porridge she had just drunk seemed to be taking effect, making her feel like she was coming back to life. "Stop talking nonsense. I just want to know what he's doing now so that I can avoid him in the future."
"Okay, okay, okay," the other person also sensed her impatience and quickly agreed. "Just wait."