Kyoto Night Kiss

A series of soft rustling sounds drifted into her ears, and Qu Yun's eyes twitched as she laboriously lifted her heavy eyelids.

She saw a figure in a white coat standing by the hospital bed, gently adjusting the hanging IV drip.

So this is a hospital?

Why is she in the hospital again...?

Qu Yun propped herself up on the bed, shook her groggy head, and tried to sit up.

"You can't move around like that right now!" the female doctor quickly stopped her. "Your life was bought with someone else's life."

"What does this mean?" Qu Yun asked, frowning.

She looked around the somewhat familiar ward but didn't see Lu Junhe.

A bad feeling suddenly crept into my heart.

The female doctor explained, "You were transferred here. The previous hospital may have been close to where you fainted, but its medical facilities were limited, and your fever persisted."

"So your husband called a helicopter. I heard he protected you the whole way, but his own wound kept getting aggravated and bleeding due to the turbulence."

Even now, the female doctor still remembers how the man picked Qu Yun up in his arms as soon as he got off the plane, rushed into the emergency room, and asked the doctor why her fever wouldn't go down.

Anyone with eyes can see which of the two is in a more serious condition.

His shirt shoulder was soaked with blood, the fabric clinging tightly to his skin. Because the bleeding hadn't stopped in time, and he'd been caught in the rain, the edges of the wound had become abnormally red, swollen, and hot.

The doctor went up to him and advised him to receive treatment first.

He refused to leave the bedside even for a moment.

"Your husband was holding onto your hand tightly until he fainted," the female doctor remarked, then added inexplicably, "I knew I hadn't misjudged him."

Upon hearing that Lu Junhe was still unconscious, Qu Yun was even more determined to get out of bed and check on him.

The moment her toes touched the ground, the female doctor leaned closer and asked, "You really don't recognize me?"

Qu Yun examined it carefully for a moment, then shook her head.

She had no recollection of it at all.

The female doctor began to explain, "Seven years ago, I was doing my internship in the obstetrics and gynecology department of this hospital. At that time, a pregnant woman who had been in a serious car accident was brought in, and that person was you..."

Qu Yun opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She didn't want to recall such a painful past.

Not only did Lu Junhe think he had lost his child, but he also said, "She's dead, so be it."

The female doctor suddenly became agitated: "Before I entered the operating room, I heard your mother-in-law arguing with your husband, asking whether to save the mother or the child. She's so ignorant. Doesn't she know that the principle of legal priority is always based on the pregnant woman's own wishes?"

"I feel like your husband's face was as white as a sheet of paper at that time. He even pushed your mother-in-law and said, 'So what if you're dead?'"

Qu Yun pursed her lips; she had heard all of this before the anesthetic took effect.

She wanted the female doctor to stop there.

A step too slow, the female doctor continued, "Then your husband said..."

"If she dies, I'll die with her."

Qu Yun froze, a throbbing pain spreading through her body and limbs.

A sudden pang of emotion welled up in her nose, and her eyes involuntarily filled with tears.

Seeing her like this, the female doctor bit her tongue, her face full of apology: "I'm sorry, I seem to have talked too much..."

Qu Yun shook her head; she was going to find Lu Junhe right now.

The ward was filled with a cold and somber atmosphere, with the regular beeping of the medical equipment being the only sound in the room.

Qu Yun walked quietly to the bedside, and her heart sank when she saw the sleeping man.

He lay there quietly, his lips devoid of any color.

He didn't say anything about his injuries in that car accident, and the wound caused a serious infection. The nurses outside just now even said that if he had been treated any later, he might have developed sepsis.

Qu Yun slowly squatted down, her fingertips hovering in mid-air, hesitant to drop them, afraid of disturbing Lu Junhe.

She always thought that as long as she did her best to push this man away, she could ensure his safety and well-being.

But now, every time he gets injured, it's because of her pushing him away.

Does that mean she can get close to him?

Qu Yun recalled the words "Let's elope" that she had heard before she fainted, and the walls of her heart, which had been sealed for so long, began to crack little by little.

Why not take one last gamble, abandon all identities, families, and grudges, and elope with their child?

Having been injured in the past does not mean that you will be injured in the future.

Could she... be greedy for this last time?

After a moment's hesitation, Qu Yun reached out and carefully placed her hand on Lu Junhe's slightly cool hand.

The moment their palms touched, the emotions that had been building up in her heart for so long surged forth.

"Lu Junhe, please wake up soon." Qu Yun pressed her face against the man's hand, tears streaming down her face as she spoke. "As long as you wake up, I will stop avoiding you and I will never push you away again."

The nurse knocked on the door; she was about to examine Lu Junhe.

Qu Yun hastily wiped her wet eyes and reluctantly let go of Lu Junhe's hand.

She cannot stay here to accompany them any longer.

She had no choice but to return to her own ward; she needed to recover quickly.

All of this is so tiring, so exhausting.

Fortunately, she has love that can sustain her.

Qu Yun returned to the ward, where an expected "visitor" arrived.

However, the visitor's attitude was unexpected.

Tang Bingqing rubbed her hands together and asked sincerely, "I heard your high fever hasn't gone down. How are you now? Are you feeling any better?"

As she spoke, she gently placed the fruit basket she had brought on the cabinet.

"I'm sorry, Qu Yun," Tang Bingqing suddenly apologized. "I made unreasonable requests regarding the wedding arrangements. I don't want any glass flowers, just some fresh flowers will do."

Upon hearing this, Qu Yun raised her eyes slightly. She did not respond immediately, but instead sat down in the chair, her aura cold and distant.

Anyone who didn't know the situation would think that Tang Bingqing had genuinely come to apologize and show concern.

But the past confrontations were still vivid in her mind, and Qu Yun cursed inwardly as hypocritical.

The surrounding air fell silent for a few seconds.

Just as Tang Bingqing was about to shed those crocodile tears, Qu Yun's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she asked directly, "You orchestrated the car accident, didn't you?"

There are only a few people who want to kill her.

The car accident happened right after she took Lu Jinxing back home after they finished playing.

Since Yan Suling had already agreed to her visitation rights, she wouldn't immediately go back on her word. She was most afraid of losing face, as it would be embarrassing for the rest of her life if word got out.

After much thought, I realized that only Tang Bingqing would harbor such resentment.

Because she found out that Lu Junhe had also gone?

"You really are a vicious person," Qu Yun said disdainfully.

It's likely that Tang Bingqing also arranged for some kind of private investigator to follow her.

She needs to get rid of those spies before she can go with Lu Junhe.

Tang Bingqing remained silent for a moment before finally reverting to her previous demeanor.

She looked Qu Yun up and down and retorted, "What evidence do you have?"

"Is Lu Junhe's injury actually beneficial to me?"

Thinking of the man who was still asleep, a cold glint flashed in Qu Yun's eyes. She got up from the chair, the chair legs scraping against the ground with a screeching sound.

Her voice, however, was even sharper: "You just didn't expect Lu Junhe to catch up, and that he was the one who got into the car accident!"

"Tang Bingqing, are you even human? Do you even know what love feels like? Have you even visited Lu Junhe? He's been perfectly healthy but is still unconscious. Instead of repenting, you're here pretending to be all lovey-dovey?"

Qu Yun hadn't been this angry in a long time.

Her blood pressure spiked, and she felt dizzy, so she instinctively closed her eyes.

Tang Bingqing suddenly sneered, as if she had guessed something, and said, "So you've softened your heart and want to get back together with Lu Junhe."

"Do you want to stop this upcoming wedding?"

Qu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly raised her head, meeting Tang Bingqing's probing gaze.

They did not avoid it.