Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

It felt as if two voices were arguing within my body.

One suggestion was for her to go find Fu Zhengting first.

One option is to let her stay with her parents.

The two voices were arguing fiercely, neither willing to give in.

She felt like her head was about to explode.

My head was already very dizzy from the fever.

Ahhhhh!

She really wanted to smash her head in.

Why did Ling Jieyu only bring her to find her biological parents after she and Fu Zhengting had fallen in love?!

She would rather her biological parents never find her.

But thinking like that would be too cruel to the biological parents.

The culprit is Fu Zhenlong; the biological parents are not at fault.

They didn't even have a second child so that they could give her complete love.

If she could ignore her parents' great love for a man, then she would be a terrible person!

However, she would also be in great pain if she couldn't be with Fu Zhengting.

How can we break this deadlock?

She held her head in her hands, distressed and wishing she could disappear into a place where no one knew her and stay there quietly for a while.

Ling Jieyu felt a pang of sympathy for Mu Tiantian as she looked so distressed.

If it were him, he wouldn't know what to do either.

Anyone would feel this pain in such a situation.

Two people who shouldn't be together are deeply in love.

The night was quiet, and time passed by, second by second.

Mu Tiantian ultimately chose to stay, and she silently returned to her hospital bed and lay down.

She was too impatient.

She is currently staying with her parents, while Fu Zhengting is staying in Nancheng to recover from his injuries.

Separation is not a permanent farewell; it's so that we can cherish each other even more when we're together again in the future.

Fu Zhengting is surrounded by his mother, Jiang Hui, Uncle Zhong and Anan, Huo Qijun and Xiao Linglong, a large group of people who truly love him.

She shouldn't worry about so much.

She closed her eyes, pulled the blanket over herself, and began to hypnotize herself to sleep.

Ling Jieyu turned off the light and pulled up a chair to sit down again by the hospital bed.

Mu Tiantian felt uncomfortable sleeping because Ling Jieyu was watching her, even with the lights off.

She turned over and lay down with her back to Ling Jieyu.

I couldn't fall asleep for a while, so I opened my eyes and saw only darkness.

She was really curious about what was going on with Fu Zhengting.

On Fu Zhengting's side.

He slept all day, but couldn't fall back asleep when he woke up at night.

My stomach was growling with hunger, and my mouth felt really bland. I really wanted to have a big meal to satisfy my taste buds.

Lying down all the time is so uncomfortable; my whole back feels stiff.

I really want to get out of bed and walk around.

But if I exert even a little force, my head hurts terribly.

What bothered him most was the sticky feeling on his body from not showering.

You can smell a sour odor if you lower your face even slightly.

My skin feels uncomfortable, and I really want to take a hot bath.

The worst part is that I want to use an alternate account.

Anan, who was taking care of her, got sleepy and fell asleep on the sofa.

Fu Zhengting didn't want to wake Anan, and he was too embarrassed to speak up.

If he rings the bell to call a nurse to come in and help him urinate, he becomes even more uncomfortable.

He endured it all.

Uncle Zhong was worried about Fu Zhengting and feared he might be hungry, so even though it was the early hours of the morning, he rushed to the hospital with some porridge and soup he had cooked.

After a good night's sleep, Wen Kerou was also thinking about Fu Zhengting in the hospital, and the two bumped into each other at the elevator.

Wen Kerou was in a wheelchair, being pushed by the driver.

Uncle Zhong greeted her first, "Miss Wen, what a coincidence."

Wen Kerou smiled slightly, "Yes."

Uncle Zhong looked at Wen Kerou with a somewhat complicated expression.

Wen Kerou truly loves Fu Zhengting.

In this tempting and dazzling world, it is rare to be able to like someone so steadfastly.

Moreover, after experiencing the orphanage fire, Wen Kerou and Fu Zhengting have essentially gone through life and death together. Fu Zhengting did not abandon Wen Kerou in the face of danger, so Wen Kerou's love for him has probably deepened even more.

And Tian Tian is Fu Zhenlong's daughter!

Thinking of the complicated grudges between the Fu and Qin families, he couldn't help but feel worried for Fu Zhengting.

Are these two established couples going to break up and get back together?

Wen Kerou glanced at the insulated box that Uncle Zhong was carrying and was touched by his thoughtfulness.

Uncle Zhong is getting old, yet he still brought late-night snacks for Fu Zhengting so late.

Fortunately, Uncle Chung loves Fu Zhengting so much.

She broke the awkward silence, "Uncle Zhong, what late-night snack did you bring?"

Uncle Zhong smiled kindly, "The doctor said that Ah Shen can't eat solid food yet, only liquid food, so I cooked some vegetable porridge and stewed some soup that Ah Shen likes to drink."

As he spoke, he stared at the floor number the elevator was going up to, and added, "Ah Shen slept all day, he must be starving after not eating for so long."

As Wen Kerou listened to Uncle Zhong calling out "Ah Shen" repeatedly, and thought of how Mu Tiantian also called Fu Zhengting "Ah Shen," she felt a little sad.

Only close friends and family members would call Fu Zhengting by his nickname.

For Fu Zhengting, Mu Tiantian and Uncle Zhong were both very close people.

She went back and kept agonizing over that question.

Should she take advantage of Fu Zhengting's amnesia and Mu Tiantian's absence to take care of him and cultivate their relationship?

While I was thinking, the elevator stopped.

The elevator doors opened, and Uncle Zhong, anxious, went out first.

Fu Zhengting, who was in the ward, could faintly hear footsteps outside, which sounded very hurried.

He couldn't help but wonder who it could be.

Could it be that strange mother?

She's still a nurse.

If it's a nurse, the nurse should help him urinate.

Otherwise, if I keep holding it in, I'll burst.

The door opened, and he hesitated, wondering whether he should pretend to be asleep.

Uncle Zhong was worried that Fu Zhengting was hungry, so he pushed open the door and turned on the light.

He saw that Anan was sleeping so soundly, and felt helpless and a little angry.

She's taking care of a patient and sleeping so soundly.

Anan's eyes stung from the bright light, and when he opened them, he realized he had fallen asleep.

Meeting Uncle Zhong's slightly accusing gaze, he scratched the back of his head and gave a simple, honest smile.

"Uncle Zhong, don't be angry. It's easy to feel sleepy at this time. Even if I were an iron man, I couldn't stay awake."

Uncle Zhong snorted and quickly went to the hospital bed.

Fu Zhengting was so uncomfortable that he decided to stop pretending to be asleep and opened his eyes to see Uncle Zhong coming to his bedside.

Uncle Zhong noticed that Fu Zhengting didn't seem very sleepy when he opened his eyes and asked knowingly, "Ah Shen, were you awake a while ago?"

Fu Zhengting was somewhat surprised that this old man understood him so well.

"You slept all day, so you definitely won't be able to sleep tonight," Uncle Zhong said confidently.

He brought some porridge to the hospital during the day, when Fu Zhengting was sleeping soundly.

Not wanting to wake him, he fed Anan some porridge. Seeing that Fu Zhengting still hadn't woken up, he went back to the villa that night.

"Are you hungry too?!" he said, opening the insulated food container.

The insulated box keeps the porridge warm, and a burst of steam rises as soon as you open it.

The aroma wafted into his nose, and Fu Zhengting's stomach rumbled a few times.

Uncle Zhong heard this and began serving the porridge.

Anan came over and helped Fu Zhengting sit up against the headboard.

Fu Zhengting frowned slightly as he watched Uncle Zhong feed him the porridge.

If I don't urinate before eating porridge, I feel uncomfortable eating it.

But he found it difficult to speak.