My Healing Games

Chapter 575 I Don't Dare Answer My Ex-Wife's Call

Since entering the Deep World, the person Han Fei most wanted to understand was the former building manager, Fu Sheng.

The person who led Han Fei into the deeper world, the older brother of the late chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, is shrouded in countless mysteries.

Often, Han Fei simply couldn't understand the decisions Fu Sheng made, and he found it difficult to think from Fu Sheng's perspective. As they chose different paths, the differences between them grew larger and larger.

But at this moment, Han Fei entered Fu Sheng's shrine memory world, where he not only saw Fu Sheng's past but also became a part of his life.

There are very few people in the world who can truly empathize, but the world of memories in the shrine allowed Han Fei to experience Fu Sheng's past to the greatest extent possible, which may be what Fu Sheng wanted Han Fei to see.

"What are you grinning about? Did you think of something good?" Ah Gou sat in front of the mirror, gently touching his cheek like a little girl who loves beauty.

"Successfully joining the company is a happy thing in itself." Han Fei cleaned the floor spotlessly. He was very serious about whatever job he did, but for some reason, whenever he was wholeheartedly focused on his work, all sorts of problems would always arise in the company. His love for his work seemed to be poisonous.

"I see you're quite good at taking care of people, so I'll leave this patient to you. I'll come back to take over when it gets dark." Ah Gou was quite satisfied with his appearance in the mirror. He blew on the dandruff on his fingernails, turned around, and walked out of the ward.

"Didn't they say the caregivers in Building 1 don't work night shifts?"

"Don't ask so many questions. Anyway, you definitely won't be working the night shift." Ah Gou's voice came from the corridor: "If you feel panicked when it gets dark, just hide in the 'safe house'."

After Ah Gou left, only Han Fei and Cao Lingling remained in the ward.

"Last night, the vengeful ghost went to find the octopus, and the poor girl was accidentally injured. Thinking about it carefully, the female ghost seems to have never killed a woman before. All the missing persons were men. Ghosts with such principles should be able to communicate with each other."

Han Fei was terrified of encountering a hatred that was completely impossible to communicate with, like the incomplete Zhuang Wen in the Dead Building, who killed anyone she saw without giving any room for maneuver.

Han Fei stayed by Cao Lingling's bedside for several hours, but she still hadn't woken up. Logically, the effects of the medication should have worn off by now.

"Is she asleep?" Han Fei didn't know when Cao Lingling woke up. He was just about to wander around to familiarize himself with the work environment when his phone suddenly rang.

Looking down, the caller was still Octopus.

"You're a missing person, calling me every day. It's such a bad influence, making it seem like I'm an accomplice." Han Fei glanced out the window. It was raining outside, and the sky was overcast and gloomy.

He hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone; it was incredibly depressing.

"Hello?" Han Fei put his phone on the chair, stood up, and moved back two meters away.

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, a woman's laughter and crying began to come from the phone; she sounded like a deranged madwoman.

"Don't be like this, let's talk this out."

The woman's crying and laughter on the phone slowly faded away, accompanied by the sounds of a door opening, rain falling, car horns honking, vendors hawking their wares, and children crying, all of which flooded into my ears.

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to emerge from a door and was moving rapidly.

"You didn't come here to see me, did you? It's not even dark yet." Han Fei took another step back. Fu Sheng wasn't around, and he was scared!

After entering the shrine's memory world, Han Fei had not yet had any contact with Fu Sheng's biological mother. In Fu Sheng's biological mother's eyes, Fu Yi was still the same Fu Yi as before.

“I have helped my child return to school and I am also trying my best to help him find himself again and bring his smile back. He is getting better and better, and I am getting better and better too.”

Last night, Han Fei received a call from "Octopus," but the caller hung up immediately because Fu Sheng was present.

Now that Fu Sheng is at school, Han Fei has to face the hatred on the other end of the phone all by himself.

He said a lot, but the other party wouldn't listen at all. Left with no other choice, Han Fei hung up the phone.

"I think I just heard an advertisement for Jinmao Shopping Mall. Jinmao Shopping Mall is located between my old home and my new home. Is it moving towards me like crazy?"

The world has not yet been completely alienated, but Fu Sheng's mother has already shown signs of hatred, which makes Han Fei somewhat uneasy.

Fu Yi was definitely not a good person in Fu Sheng's biological mother's eyes, and Han Fei now had a deep understanding of this. He was really worried that the other party would directly kill him.

Han Fei's brain was racing, but before he could come up with a solution, his phone rang again. It was Octopus calling once more.

"It would be hard to explain if the police saw this." Han Fei glanced at the door of the ward. The policeman who was on duty had not left. He was going to watch over Cao Lingling 24 hours a day.

When the call was answered again, there was no woman's voice on the other end of the phone, only the noisy shouts of vendors and the sounds of pedestrians walking by.

"She's looking for me! She's rapidly approaching me!"

This time, Han Fei not only hung up the phone, but also turned off his mobile phone.

He walked quickly to the window, his heart pounding and his palms sweating. He felt as if he was about to go on a date with his first love, only to find out that she had committed suicide by jumping off a building years ago.

"Fu Sheng's mother lives quite a distance away, so she probably won't be able to come over tonight..."

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Han Fei's phone, which had been switched off, suddenly rang again. It was Octopus again calling!

"Even turning off the phone doesn't work. Is Fu Sheng's mother's hatred that intense?" It wasn't even dark yet, and the world hadn't truly begun to change, but Fu Sheng's mother already possessed many of the abilities to generate hatred.

"Why is Fu Yi so weak when they're both direct relatives?" A sharp pain suddenly shot through Han Fei's head, blurring his vision. In his daze, he saw Fu Yi's ferocious face in his mind: "You bastard, you old thing, are you still causing me trouble? If I don't complete the mission, I'll definitely find a way to cut off your lower body before I die."

Han Fei has a good temper and rarely curses, but in this world of shrine memories, his anger towards Fu Yi has exceeded the threshold.

"Are you alright?" The policeman guarding the door came over when he saw that Han Fei looked unwell.

"I work as a caregiver here during the day, and I also have another part-time job at night. I'm working day and night, and my body can't take it anymore." Han Fei held onto the window frame with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other.

"Life is tough for everyone, that's just how the world is." The policeman helped Han Fei to a seat. "Why didn't you answer your phone?"

"It was my wife calling. She has a lot of complaints about me. She thinks I haven't taken good care of the children, can't earn money, and am a good-for-nothing." Han Fei sighed deeply, his face full of bitterness.

"My wife often says the same thing to me. I'm always on missions, working myself to the bone, and my salary hasn't increased much." The policeman seemed to see a reflection of himself in Han Fei, which surprised Han Fei a bit: "Brother, what's your name?"

"Fu Yi, what about you?"

"Fang Changcheng." The policeman turned around and glanced at Cao Lingling: "How about I stay here and keep watch? You still need to answer the phone. You can't ignore your wife's calls just because she's always nagging you. Life still needs to go on."

"Thank you very much, Officer Fang." Han Fei walked out of the ward with his constantly vibrating phone in his hand.

“Fu Yi…that name sounds familiar. I think I’ve seen it on the news.” Officer Fang didn’t think too much about it. He sat up straight next to the hospital bed, paying attention to Cao Lingling’s condition.

It wasn't time to leave work yet, but Han Fei desperately wanted to find Fu Sheng. He had two choices: either go to Fu Sheng and ask his eldest son to save him, or simply throw his phone into the deepest part of the hospital.

As a responsible and dependable father, Han Fei decisively headed towards the stairs. He planned to take the phone to Building 2, since he would be working in Building 1 in the future.

"Fu Yi? Weren't you taking care of the patient?"

As Han Fei reached the corner of the corridor, he saw the chubby nurse and a particularly young female nurse.

The young nurse was wearing a mask and a nurse's cap, with only her eyes showing. Even so, just looking at her eyes made you think she was a very beautiful woman.

"My wife called to discuss transferring our child to another school," Han Fei said with a bitter expression. "I came out because I didn't want to disturb the patient."

"Don't wander off." The chubby nurse didn't pay attention to what Han Fei said, but just reminded him, "The sun is about to set, you'd better stay in the ward and wait for Ah Gou to come back and take over."

"The sky is full of dark clouds, how did you know the sun was setting?" Han Fei wasn't sure if the fat nurse and the young nurse were watching him. On his way back, Han Fei slowed down and tried to listen to the two nurses' conversation.

However, he was disappointed because the two nurses didn't say anything.

When Han Fei returned to the ward, he glanced back out of the corner of his eye and saw the two nurses standing at the top of the stairs staring at him. The fat nurse's expression was particularly frightening, and her face showed signs of cracking.

"Are they spying on me? Is this three-day probation period the hospital's assessment of me?" Han Fei didn't return to his ward; he answered the phone directly in the corridor.

Various sounds kept coming from the phone, and as night fell, the "person" who was calling Han Fei seemed to be moving faster and faster.

"I didn't mean to ignore your calls." Han Fei held the phone to his ear. "I've really been trying my best to take care of this family. I've worked several jobs and ruined my health, all so that our child can grow up healthy. Don't be impulsive. If something really happens to me, can you bear to see Fu Sheng spend his life alone and miserable?"

To outsiders, it might sound like Han Fei was genuinely arguing with his wife, but in reality, he was crying to his ex-wife, whose hatred had turned into resentment.

“I know it’s too late to say anything now, but I really didn’t lie to you. If you don’t believe me, come to Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital and see for yourself. I work as a caregiver here. Everything I’m doing now is for this family and for the children.”

Han Fei wanted to mention the plastic surgery hospital in every sentence he spoke, so that he could constantly give his wife psychological cues and deepen her impression of the hospital.

"Fu Yi, why are you running up to the corridor?" Ah Gou changed his clothes and ran over from the other side of the corridor. You could still vaguely see some bloodstains on his sleeves.

"I had another argument with my wife." Han Fei vividly portrayed a character experiencing a midlife crisis.

“It’s normal for couples to argue; life is bound to have its ups and downs.” Ah Gou patted Han Fei on the shoulder. “Go home early; it’s raining today, so it’ll get dark quickly. Remember to come over at 7:30 tomorrow morning; we have a morning meeting.”

"Thanks, Brother Dog."

Han Fei returned to the "safe house" and changed his clothes. He carried his briefcase and looked around for a place to hide his phone, but he always felt that a pair of eyes were watching him.

If you were to hide your phone in the hospital at this time, it would definitely be discovered.

"Let's go find Fu Sheng. Raising children is for old age; the ancients were right." Han Fei stuffed his still-ringing phone into his briefcase. Because he hadn't answered it for a long time, a sticky, blood-like substance had begun to seep out from the cracks of the phone.

As Han Fei jogged forward, he suddenly remembered something and casually asked the security guard, "Brother, have the other people who interviewed with me this morning come out yet?"

"Not yet, you're the first one off duty." The security guard was playing a game and didn't even look up. "Don't wait for them."

The heavy rain gradually stopped as night fell, and lights came on in the hospital, looking like white eyeballs from a distance.

Han Fei didn't linger and took a taxi to the school. He had received a system notification earlier, knowing that Fu Sheng should be at the school.

We sped along, not daring to waste any time.

When he arrived at the school gate, Fu Sheng had just finished school.

Fu Sheng, carrying his schoolbag, was talking to the female student who was about to jump off the building when he turned around and saw his father, who had put on a suit again, running towards him with a worried expression.

"He's changed into a suit again? Is he doing this to avoid worrying his family?" Fu Sheng looked at Han Fei's worried face. "Is he afraid I'll tell everyone he works as a caregiver?"

Thinking of this, Fu Sheng felt a little uncomfortable. The female student with twisted limbs also felt a little embarrassed when she saw Han Fei. The words Han Fei had once said to her kept flashing through her mind—"I agree to your marriage."

The two high school students were at a loss when they saw Han Fei, unsure of how to react.

Han Fei didn't think that much. Human life was at stake, and he had to get Fu Sheng to answer his mother's call as soon as possible. If possible, he also hoped that Fu Sheng could put in a good word for him.

Reaching into his backpack for his phone, Han Fei rushed toward Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng, who had spotted Han Fei from afar, walked forward and said, "You don't need to worry about me anymore."

"No, no, no, now it's your turn to worry about me!"

Han Fei took out his phone, but just as Fu Sheng's voice rang out, the phone, which had been ringing incessantly, suddenly returned to normal, and even the bloodstains seeping from the cracks in the phone seemed to disappear as if they were hallucinations.

(End of this chapter)