President, the deceased lady has three more children

Outside the tent.

A chilly wind blew, and Nanxing's mind cleared up a little, and she realized that what she had just experienced was a dream.

She clutched her chest, gasping for breath. The dream was too terrifying for her to bear.

Her Qinbao, her Zebao and Mubao, her darlings...

Nanxing looked up, forcing back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes.

Nanxing, it's alright now. That's all in the past. The children are all growing up well, and the people you care about are still by your side. Your parents and brothers have found you.

Although Fu Yunchuan couldn't see Nanxing's face, he could guess why Nanxing was doing this.

He clenched his fists, trying to suppress his urge to leave, but in the end he couldn't resist and got up to go out.

He didn't forget that he was now a patient, and he was still swaying as he walked out, looking very weak.

Sensing the movement behind her, Nanxing composed herself and turned around. When her gaze fell on Fu Yunchuan's still not-so-good face, she showed no emotion whatsoever.

Anyway, Fu Yunchuan isn't going to die now, so she had nothing to say.

She bent down expressionlessly to gather the herbs, preparing to descend the mountain.

She now felt something was very wrong. Given Fu Yunchuan's status and Gu Yihe's abilities, it seemed very fake that no one had been able to find her all night.

Fu Yunchuan's expression froze on his face; he hadn't expected to be ignored so completely by Nanxing.

He felt both heartache and anger. He felt heartache because he didn't know what kind of dream Nanxing had to have such emotions, and anger... or rather, fear. He was afraid that Nanxing would ignore him.

"Nanxing, let's talk." He reached out to pull Nanxing away, but Nanxing instinctively shook him off.

"Do not touch me."

"Do you hate me that much?" Fu Yunchuan staggered backward, seemingly unable to stand steadily.

Nanxing's eyes flickered slightly, and she coldly retorted, "What do you think?"

Fu Yunchuan's mouth was filled with bitterness.

Nanxing didn't want to deal with him; she just wanted to pack her things and leave as soon as possible.

Fu Yunchuan knew that saying anything at this point would be useless, so he could only silently help Nanxing pack up.

Nanxing paused, neither speaking nor stopping her, because she knew it would be useless to stop her.

She wasn't sure what Fu Yunchuan would do next; she just wanted to leave the mountain safely.

If she could remain calm when facing Fu Yunchuan in the past, she cannot do so now.

Or rather, she couldn't do it in this place filled with their memories. Most importantly, it was the dream she had just had, the dream of the children when they were little. Just thinking about the scenes from that time and the children's cries made her unable to look Fu Yunchuan in the eye, because if she did, she would feel an irresistible urge to kill him.

Fu Yunchuan was initially relieved by Nanxing's tacit agreement, but when Nanxing finished packing and went down the mountain without even giving him a glance, he realized how serious Nanxing's neglect was.

He could accept Nanxing hitting or scolding him, or even making sarcastic remarks, but he couldn't accept Nanxing ignoring him.

This neglect made him feel like a stranger in Nanxing.

He strode forward and grasped Nanxing's hand directly.

But this time he dared not use force, and could only maintain his strength to prevent Nanxing from breaking free.

When he woke up in the morning, he found that Nanxing's wrist was red, which was where he had gripped it too tightly the night before.

At that time, the guilt in his heart overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Unwittingly, he hurt Nanxing once again.

"Nanxing, do you have to treat me like this? Can't we just talk about what happened back then? What happened back then really had nothing to do with me. Is that how you see me? Can't you give me a little more trust?"

Nanxing burst out laughing at Fu Yunchuan's seemingly pleading tone.

She turned around, her cold eyes landing on his face.

"The things from back then? Yes, since you say that the things from back then have nothing to do with you, then where is the evidence you've been searching for all this time? You, President Fu, have investigated for so long and still can't find any evidence?"

"Or perhaps you simply can't produce this evidence? Or are you unable to produce it at all? Don't tell me you really didn't find it; do you think anyone would believe that? If I remember correctly, that driver was one of your employees, right?"

“They are my staff members, but…”

"But what? But you really can't find out? Fu Yunchuan, don't you think that reason is too flimsy?" Nanxing interrupted Fu Yunchuan, knowing that this was what he was about to say.

Fu Yunchuan fell silent, because that was indeed his intended answer.

The matter back then involved too many things, so he couldn't find any evidence for the time being.

"What? Speechless? And it's not that I didn't believe you back then. Didn't I not believe you? Aren't you the same kind of person? But what was the price of my belief in you? I almost died, along with my children."

Nanxing looked at him with a smile on her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes. This cold smile was irritating to Fu Yunchuan.

The words, especially the one about how believing in him almost cost him the lives of his children, were particularly painful to hear, and he loosened his grip.

When Nanxing saw that Fu Yunchuan's already pale face had become even worse, the corners of her mouth curved into a deeper smile.

"What? You're not going to say you feel guilty, are you? Fu Yunchuan, let me tell you again, don't expect me to save Lu Mingzhu, that's absolutely impossible."

“She was admitted to the hospital a couple of days ago, and her condition is indeed more serious than you said before. I know it’s difficult for you to save her, but I really hope you can save her. I promise I will never let her appear in front of you again after she recovers.”

After hearing this, Nanxing's smile widened, and he even clapped his hands in admiration.

"Wow, Mr. Fu is really affectionate. He's gone to such lengths for Miss Lu, even dragging his sick body up the mountain to beg me. The bond between you two is truly touching."

"But aren't you mistaken about something? Without you, she would never have appeared in front of me, and I would never have had any interaction with her."

"You think I came up the mountain to find you because of her?" Fu Yunchuan's expression suddenly changed.

"Otherwise what? You can't exactly tell me you dragged your sick body up here just to find me, can you? To save me, can you?"

“Why is it impossible?” Fu Yunchuan retorted instantly. “I rushed over as soon as I heard you were here from Gu Yihe. Do you know how worried I was about you?”

"How many times have I told you not to agree to Gu Yihe's request, not to get involved in this? It's dangerous! Why don't you listen to me? Have you thought about the consequences if something really happens to you here?"

He became increasingly angry as he spoke; no one could know the panic he felt yesterday before finding Nanxing.

Nanxing's smile faded.

“Fu Yunchuan, don’t pin all this on me. It has nothing to do with me. I won’t die whether you find me or not. But you almost died of a fever last night. If I hadn’t saved you, you would be the one dead now.”

"Besides, you keep saying you don't want me involved in this to keep me out of danger, so what's the difference between letting me heal Lu Mingzhu and letting me get involved with them? You don't actually think that after I heal Lu Mingzhu, those so-called people behind the scenes won't come after me, do you?"

Nanxing remained lucid throughout. Although she was surprised and stunned when she saw Fu Yunchuan last night, she was perfectly sober afterward.

Fu Yunchuan's expression was strange and unpleasant; he couldn't refute what Nanxing was saying.

"Fu Yunchuan, I truly hate you, and I truly don't want anything to do with you. If there's even a shred of sincerity in what you say about it being for my own good, then please stay away from my life. That would be best for me!"

Nanxing shook off the hand that Fu Yunchuan had just held and turned to go down the mountain.

But after taking only two steps, she heard something strange behind her, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Nanxing paused, knowing she should head straight down the mountain and not turn back, but…

Whether it was for her grandmother, her mother, or her sense of responsibility as a doctor, she still turned around to look.

Upon seeing her, she disregarded everything else and immediately turned back.

Fu Yunchuan was lying on the ground with a few drops of blood around his mouth, and even the green grass next to him was stained with blood.

She would never have come if she hadn't seen the blood.

She helped Fu Yunchuan up, letting his head rest on her lap, and took his pulse. As she did so, her brows furrowed completely.

How could Fu Yunchuan's body be so severely depleted? Even with his consistently irregular diet, it shouldn't have turned out like this, since he has a nutritionist preparing health supplements for him.

However, Fu Yunchuan's body now appears to be outwardly strong but inwardly weak. If he continues to let his body deteriorate like this, he may not live to be fifty years old, and he might even die in a few years.

This time, he vomited blood because he was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath and vomited blood from his heart.

But just now it was only her and Fu Yunchuan here, so why was Fu Yunchuan so furious? It couldn't be because of what she said, could it?

She twitched the corners of her mouth, realizing that her thinking was rather naive.

Who is Fu Yunchuan? How could someone with his personality be so easily angered by those words?

Besides, what was wrong with what she just said?

Nanxing closed her eyes briefly, then laboriously stuffed two pills she had prepared herself and a small tube of glucose into Fu Yunchuan's bag before finally gritting her teeth and carrying Fu Yunchuan down the mountain.

Given Fu Yunchuan's height, carrying him on her back was extremely difficult, and she even became unsteady on her feet, so she could only grit her teeth and keep her head down as she walked forward.

She truly felt she had brought this upon herself. Why did she have to care about Fu Yunchuan? Why? Why, in the end?

She figured it was probably the same two reasons: her grandmother and mother, and her sense of responsibility as a doctor.

She didn't know how long she walked, only that every step was difficult.

Fu Yunchuan rested his head on her neck, and his breath was surprisingly weak.

She couldn't describe her feelings; she only knew to keep moving forward and get the person down the mountain as quickly as possible, knowing that someone would be waiting for her at the bottom.

Because Fu Yunchuan couldn't possibly have come here alone. When did the people around Fu Yunchuan become so useless? They haven't been able to find him for so many hours since early yesterday morning.

It's not meant as a pejorative statement; it's just that if Jiang Bai and the others discovered that Fu Yunchuan was missing, it would be very easy for them to find him.

Nanxing walked for an unknown amount of time before finally encountering the people who had come looking for Fu Yunchuan, and Jiang Bai was walking at the very front.

Jiang Bai was stunned when he saw Nan Xing carrying Fu Yunchuan. He had roughly understood what the president meant after receiving the message from him a few hours earlier.

So he told everyone to rest for a while, and only when it was almost dawn did he send people to continue the search.

After all, if you're going to put on an act, it'll be easy for the young mistress to be caught out, given how clever she is.

But he never expected to see such a scene.

He thought it was a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, but now it seems like the damsel in distress is rescuing the hero?

Although he was shocked and confused, he didn't dare to stop for a moment and rushed towards Nanxing and Fu Yunchuan.

"Young Madam, the president... Dr. He, what happened to the president?"

Jiang Bai helped Fu Yunchuan down from behind Nanxing, but before he could finish his sentence, he received a warning look from Nanxing and immediately changed his mind.

"If you don't want him to die, get him to the hospital right away." Nanxing rested his hands on his knees, panting and trying to calm his breathing.

If Jiang Bai and the others had arrived any later, she might not have been able to hold on any longer, either abandoning Fu Yunchuan or falling down with him.

"What? How could this happen? The president was perfectly fine last night. How could things have gotten so serious?"

Jiang Bai first checked Fu Yunchuan's complexion to make sure that Fu Yunchuan had really fallen into a coma before he started to worry.

At first, he thought that their president was pretending to be pitiful and trying to gain sympathy from the young mistress.

"So what do you mean? Do you think I did something to him?" Nanxing looked up at Jiang Bai and asked.

She probably knew that Jiang Bai didn't mean it that way, but she was in an extremely bad mood right now.

"He only became like this because he went to see me? I don't even want to see him."

"No, no, Dr. He, that's not what I meant. I just didn't expect the president to suddenly turn out like this."

"Stop talking nonsense and get him to the hospital right away. Don't blame me if something goes wrong." Nanxing didn't want to waste any more words with Jiang Bai.

"But Dr. He, could you please take a look at the president first? It's such a long way to the hospital, I'm really worried that something might go wrong along the way."

Nan Xing glanced at Fu Yunchuan's face and said coldly, "He's taken the medicine and won't die for now, but if you don't send him there soon, I can't guarantee anything."

Jiang Bai breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Nan Xing and cautiously asked another question.

"Dr. He, could you come with me? The president came looking for you. He'll probably be worried if he wakes up and doesn't see you."

"Let him worry then, what does it have to do with me?" Nanxing was not affected by Jiang Bai's words at all, and just kept walking forward.