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Liang Yu lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale, his eyes closed, and a large oxygen mask covering his nose and lips.

When Yan Qi saw Liang Yu being wheeled out of the operating room, the chilling and sinister aura emanating from him instantly dissipated somewhat.

He immediately strode toward the hospital bed.

Fang Ze followed closely behind, rushing quickly towards Liang Yu's bedside.

Yan Qi looked at the unconscious Liang Yu, lowering his voice as much as possible, afraid of disturbing Liang Yu:

"Doctor, is she alright?"

The attending physician removed his mask, nodded to Yan Qi and Fang Ze who had rushed to the bedside, and said in a calm tone:

"The patient is in good condition. The main problem was that seawater entered his lungs due to drowning, causing some lung infection and inflammation. He is now out of danger."

"However, the patient needs to be observed in the ICU for a few days. Once the patient is awake, if there are no major problems, they can be transferred to a regular ward."

Hearing the doctor's words, Fang Ze finally felt relieved. He looked down at Liang Yu's pale face, and the tearing pain in his heart made it hard for him to breathe.

Medical staff pushed Liang Yu toward the ICU ward.

Just as Fang Ze was about to follow, he heard Yan Qi say in a sinister tone:

"If you don't want Shi Yue to get into trouble, stay away from Liang Yu."

This sentence struck a nerve with Fang Ze.

Fang Ze was startled and immediately stopped in his tracks.

Is Yan Qi threatening Shi Yue's safety?

He absolutely cannot let anything happen to Shi Yue.

But Liang Yu is his wife, and he has to stay by her side.

In just a moment of hesitation, Yan Qi had already accompanied Liang Yu into the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Fang Ze ultimately did not continue the pursuit.

His cell phone suddenly vibrated, the buzzing sound breaking the silence of the corridor.

Fang Ze took out his phone.

It was Shi Yue calling.

He answered immediately and asked gently:

"What's wrong?"

A weak, tearful voice came from the other end of the phone, terribly hoarse and intermittently coughing:

"Brother Fang Ze, I feel so bad, my head hurts so much, the doctor said I have a lung infection, and I have a fever now... Waaah, I'm so scared, can you come and stay with me?"

Shi Yue's voice was aggrieved and pitiful, filled with a strong sense of dependence, as if she was about to cry herself to death at any moment.

Fang Ze glanced at the elevator again, suppressing the searing pain in his heart, and resolutely replied:

"Okay, I'm coming right now, don't be afraid."

After watching Liang Yu enter the ICU ward, Yan Qi instructed Kang Liang:

"Have Zhao Wen come and take care of her, and then pull up all the surveillance footage from the yacht."

Kang Liang immediately agreed and took out his phone to start arranging for people to do the work.

Yan Qi glanced at Wang Ming, who was respectfully following behind him, and said coldly:

"You can leave now."

Wang Ming quickly bowed, said goodbye, and left.

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense all night, finally settled down.

Fortunately, they didn't make things difficult for him.

He even witnessed the gossip between Yan Qi and Fang Ze.

That Liang Yu is quite a character; Yan Qi and Fang Ze both seem to care about her.

Although Yan Qi is very young, the sense of oppression he exudes is far too strong.

This is an aura that only a financial investment tycoon can possess.

Yan Qi's growth experience was definitely not simple, and it was certainly not an ordinary path.

No wonder Yan Qi took power in the Yan family at such a young age.

He's definitely not a simple person.

When Fang Ze arrived at Shi Yue's VIP ward, Shi Yue was receiving an IV drip and had already fallen asleep in bed.

When Dong Xiao saw Fang Ze come in, he quickly took out some clean clothes and handed them to Fang Ze so that he could change into them.

The VIP ward has a private shower room. Fang Ze took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then sat down on the sofa.

Dong Xiao handed over the coffee, and Fang Ze took it and drank a big gulp.

The bitterness of coffee washed over my taste buds like a tide, instantly tearing a crack in my muddled mind.

Just moments ago, Fang Ze was filled with confusion, but in an instant, he found the answer.

Yan Qi.

The young driver Liang Yu hired seems to be named Yan Qi.

This discovery was like being struck by lightning; all cognition collapsed and reassembled in an instant.

Yan Qi is the person in charge of the Yan family's global financial business.

Such a man, who stands at the top of the social hierarchy and has connections everywhere, actually lowered himself and disguised himself as an unknown driver for Liang Yu.

Just so that she could stay by Liang Yu's side every day and have close contact with him.

A strong sense of astonishment and absurdity instantly swept over Fang Ze's entire body.

He couldn't believe such a thing could happen.

But it actually happened.

And it happened to his wife, who had disabilities in both hands.

Fang Ze couldn't understand what exactly Yan Qi saw in Liang Yu.

Liang Yu has nothing and is useless, except for his pretty face and excellent figure.

But what kind of beautiful woman can't a man like Yan Qi, who stands at the pinnacle, get?

Why is he so fond of a married woman with disabilities in both hands?

Will not.

Yan Qi just wanted to have some fun with Liang Yu.

After eating too many regular meals, I always crave some street food.

A man like Yan Qi only likes to play with taboos with innocent girls like Liang Yu.

Their relationship won't last.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, Liang Yu doesn't even know Yan Qi's identity.

If Yan Qi's feelings for Liang Yu were genuine.

How could Liang Yu possibly not find a divorce lawyer?

Fang Ze was deeply troubled by the thought that Liang Yu wanted to divorce him.

A nameless sense of fear suddenly swept over me like a tsunami from the depths of my heart to my entire body.

He had never been so flustered as he was at this moment.

He used to be certain that he was the one who would ultimately make the final decision between him and Liang Yu.

But what if Yan Qi were to interfere?

He then became the passive one.

Fang Ze's temples throbbed.

What he dislikes most is this feeling of being out of control.

He cannot let that happen.

The quiet ward was oppressive, but Dong Xiao broke the silence with his words:

"Mr. Fang, should I have someone check the yacht's security camera footage? Or should we just call the police?"

"After all, it was my wife and Assistant Shi who fell into the sea. I don't know if they were deliberately pushed into the sea."

Fang's Group has been dominating the market and enjoying such a high profile in recent years that many other technology companies in the same field have been unable to survive.

This has attracted the jealousy of many companies and secretly made many enemies.

Some people, unable to compete with hardcore technology, resort to underhanded methods to win, and there are quite a few of them.

Dong Xiao's reminder is very correct.

We definitely need to investigate.

Fang Ze hummed in agreement and said:

"Check all the surveillance footage on the yacht first, then decide whether to call the police."

The business world is like a battlefield; it requires not only hardcore technical skills but also cunning strategies to gain leverage over the opponent.

Fang Ze did not suspect either Liang Yu or Shi Yue as the culprit in this matter.

Fang Ze felt that both of them were victims.

Liang Yu was unconscious in the ICU, and Yan Qi stayed outside the ICU without leaving.

Fang Ze came several times during this period, but was stopped by Yan Qi's people outside the corridor and couldn't even get close to the ICU door.

Fang Ze finally couldn't contain his anger and roared at Yan Qi:

"What gives you the right to be guarding inside? Are you her legal husband? If you don't let me in, I'll call the police!"

Yan Qi did not want to see Fang Ze, so he had Kang Liang deliver a message to Fang Ze:

"Mr. Fang, what's the point of bringing up your status as her husband now? If you really cared about Miss Liang, you wouldn't have ignored her in the sea back then."

"If it weren't for my young master Qi's timely rescue, you wouldn't even have a place to yell now. It was my young master Qi who gave you the opportunity to yell, so you should be grateful."

"Also, after Miss Liang wakes up, it's hard to say whether you will still be Miss Liang's husband in the legal sense. It depends on Miss Liang's wishes."

"So please keep quiet these next few days and don't disturb Miss Liang's rest."

"If you insist on calling the police, then there's nothing we can do. You can guess, when the police arrive, will they take us away, or will they take away your Shi Yue?"

Kang Liang's last words struck Fang Ze like a thunderbolt.

Fang Ze hurriedly asked:

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with Shi Yue?"

Kang Liang asked in surprise:

"Mr. Fang, you don't know anything at all?"

"I remember your men were already investigating the yacht's surveillance footage, weren't they? Didn't they tell you?"

"Mr. Fang, I suggest you go back and review the surveillance footage carefully before making any further plans."

Kang Liang gestured towards the stairs.

"Mr. Fang, you should go back first."

During his coma, Liang Yu had a very long dream.

She seemed to have returned to the past, to ten years ago, to the back mountain of Lishu Village.

She met a boy there.

The boy was covered in blood, with a thick bandage wrapped around his abdomen. Dark red blood seeped from the white bandage, and a faint smell of rust could be detected when you got close.

The boy was the same age as her, but he exuded a composure that seemed out of place for his age.

That deep and solemn feeling was like ink soaked in a cold pool, chillingly heavy and eerily quiet.

The boy had delicate features, but lacked any youthful vibrancy.

A faint bluish shadow hung at the corner of his eyes, and his pupils were a deep, unfathomable dark brown.

At first glance, the boy's eyes seemed shrouded in a perpetual mist, concealing a desolation and loneliness that defied comprehension.

The boy had a deep voice and had talked to her a lot.

"Stay away from me, or I'll kill you right here."

"Why are you here again?"

"Thank you."

"We are the same age, but I have been through life and death, while you are still an innocent little girl who likes to eat lollipops."

"Although we are the same age, our life experiences are different, so our views on the world are naturally different as well."

"If you're so easily fooled, how will you survive in society in the future?"

"Ayu, once I've sorted things out at home, I'll definitely come back to find you. Wait for me."

"Ayu, no matter whether I've handled things at home well or not, I'll come back to see you every year from now on."

"Ayu, whenever I come back, I'll tie a blue rope to the tree in front of your house. When you see it, you'll tie a yellow rope back. This is our secret, and we can't tell anyone."

The boy suddenly disappeared one day.

It was as if she had never existed in her world.

For the next few years, no blue rope was ever tied to the tree in front of her house.