Volume One, Chapter Three: She Was Hospitalized

Outside the operating room, time seemed to crawl.

Weiwei Sheng paced anxiously back and forth, frequently glancing at the tightly closed door of the operating room.

Finally, the door opened.

Xingnian Gu was pushed out by a nurse. She was already unconscious, but tear stains still lingered on her pale face, and faint teeth marks were visible on her pale lips.

“Niannian!” Weiwei Sheng hurried forward.

The doctor removed his mask, his expression somber. “The surgery went smoothly, but the patient is extremely weak. Remember, with her condition, she must rest well. Otherwise... it may be very difficult for her to conceive again in the future.”

Weiwei Sheng’s heart sank as she looked at the unconscious Xingnian Gu. Tears welled up once more.

Such a good Niannian—how did she end up with a scumbag like Beichen Fu?

When Xingnian Gu woke up, it was already afternoon.

Weiwei’s mother arrived, carrying a steaming bowl of meat porridge.

“Niannian, you’re awake? Quickly, drink some porridge while it’s hot to replenish your strength.” Mrs. Sheng looked at her pale face with deep concern.

“Thank you, godmother!” Xingnian Gu weakly smiled and struggled to sit up.

“Don’t move, just lie down. I’ll feed you,” Mrs. Sheng said quickly, supporting her and carefully blowing on a spoonful of porridge before bringing it to her lips.

Her heart ached deeply—her girl had finally gotten pregnant, only to lose the child so suddenly!

Back then, when Xingnian Gu was homeless, Weiwei Sheng, her classmate, had taken her into her home. The Sheng family supported her through her studies.

Mrs. Sheng treated her like another daughter.

Xingnian Gu sipped the porridge slowly. Her stomach felt warmer, but her eyes reddened.

Weiwei Sheng was on the phone nearby, her voice low but filled with agitation.

“Shaoheng Gu! I’m telling you, if you keep associating with that jerk Beichen Fu, we’re breaking up immediately! Engagement canceled, and we’ll never see each other again!”

She slammed the phone down, chest heaving with anger.

Xingnian Gu looked at her. “Weiwei, don’t do this because of me...”

“It’s got nothing to do with you!” Weiwei Sheng cut her off. “I just can’t stand Shaoheng Gu’s cluelessness! Beichen Fu has hurt you like this, and he even calls him brother? Is that reasonable? Which side is he really on?”

The Sheng and Gu families were tied by an arranged marriage; the two had been engaged since they were eighteen.

But Weiwei Sheng’s princess syndrome had never changed, much to Shaoheng Gu’s headache.

At that moment, inside the most exclusive private club’s night banquet room in Haicheng.

Sensual music flowed as the air was thick with the scent of expensive liquor and perfume.

Shaoheng Gu held his phone, utterly baffled.

He glanced at Beichen Fu innocently. “What’s this nonsense about breaking up if I keep hanging out with you?”

Beichen Fu swirled the amber liquid in his glass with slender fingers and raised an eyebrow without expression.

Beside them, Chenyuan Huo chuckled. “Yo, Second Young Master Gu, is your backyard on fire? Seems your girl holds quite the grudge against Beichen Fu. Now she’s giving you an ultimatum.”

Shaoheng Gu ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “Who knows what’s wrong with her! Ignore it, let’s drink.”

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open.

A woman in a sexy red slip dress swayed in—Kexin Jiang.

Kexin Jiang was the heiress of the Jiang family, a top-tier starlet.

Yesterday’s high-profile birthday party with Beichen Fu had already boosted her fanbase to twenty million. She shone like a star in the sky, captivating all eyes.

If she married into the Fu family, she would become the most honored woman in Haishi.

The esteemed wife of the wealthiest tycoon! Just the thought made her happy.

She walked straight to Beichen Fu, ignoring the amazed and jealous gazes around, and sat beside him, naturally linking her arm around his and resting her head on his shoulder.

“Beichen, for the Fu Group’s anniversary celebration this weekend, can I be your date?”

She no longer wished to hide behind him.

Three years was long enough!

Beichen Fu’s gaze softened. “Tomorrow, I’ll have someone order you a gown.”

Kexin Jiang beamed. “I knew it, you’re the best.”

Chenyuan Huo raised his glass. “Congratulations, Sister-in-law Kexin, soon to be official.”

Shaoheng Gu joined in the teasing. “Looks like the three-year agreement is about up. Sister-in-law Kexin, your suffering will soon be over.”

It was clear that Beichen Fu’s two brothers favored Kexin Jiang, as they had never seen him bring Xingnian Gu out.

Besides, their marriage was secret, known to almost no one.

It was as if it didn’t exist.

Kexin Jiang took the glass generously and toasted with them. “Thank you, Young Masters Gu and Huo.”

Among Haishi’s four great families, the heirs of three stood by her side. Once Beichen Fu and Xingnian Gu’s marriage ended, she could rightfully become part of the Fu family.

Just then, Huo Chenyuan’s phone pinged with a notification. He nearly jumped from his seat in excitement.

“Holy crap! The genius N is coming back!”

He held up his phone. The bold headline on the screen read: [N, founder of Bluebird Technology, confirmed to attend next month’s Global Medical Summit!]

Huo’s voice was filled with incredulous joy, his eyes reddening. “My grandmother’s life can be saved! This is wonderful!”

The matriarch of the Huo family was suffering from lung cancer and didn’t have much time left.

This news was truly a godsend.

The surrounding heirs burst into louder chatter.

“N? The one who developed the cancer treatment formula three years ago and then vanished like a god?”

“Oh my god! She’s finally showing up? I thought she had ascended to heaven!”

“Bluebird Technology! The eternal legend in medicine! That formula pulled so many terminal patients back from the brink!”

“Exactly! She appeared out of nowhere three years ago, dropped that formula, and disappeared without a trace. Now she’s back, this is a bombshell! Next month’s summit will be explosive.”

Nearby, Beichen Fu’s deep eyes ignited with a sudden fierce light.

The Fu Group’s medical arm was already top-tier domestically. Four years ago, at only twenty-two, he had earned dual doctorates in medical technology and business administration abroad.

He then pioneered the nation’s leading intelligent medical system and, in just four years, rose to be Haicheng’s richest man.

Under his leadership, the Fu Group’s business spanned over eighty countries worldwide—truly a favored son of fate.

Yet... N.

That name represented not only a legend in medicine but also a symbol of leadership.

To Beichen Fu, N was like a mysterious island, radiating a powerful allure he couldn’t resist approaching...

If N could collaborate with the Fu Group, their global medical standing would reach its zenith!

Beichen Fu’s fingers tightened slightly around his glass, a determined smile curling his lips.

Shaoheng Gu added, “I heard Bluebird will unveil a new ‘Floral Aromatherapy’! Supposedly it uses specific flower scent molecules combined with gene editing tech to precisely target cancer cells! N is truly humanity’s greatest scientist!”

The group buzzed excitedly, exchanging words and imagining the revolutionary changes N’s return would bring. The atmosphere was electric.

Suddenly, the door to the room gently opened.

A young waitress carrying a tray stepped in cautiously to refill drinks.

Upon seeing the three wealthy heirs, she became so nervous she stumbled forward, nearly falling.

The glasses on her tray crashed to the floor!

“Bang—clatter—”

The sharp sound of shattering glass pierced the noisy room.

Closest to the commotion, Kexin Jiang had no time to react.

“Ah!”

She let out a short scream. Beichen Fu reacted instantly, catching the startled Kexin Jiang in his arms almost simultaneously with the glass breaking.

He shielded her face from the flying shards, but two bloodied scratches appeared on her fair hand.

His brow furrowed deeply. Seeing the clear wounds and fresh blood, his expression darkened instantly.

“Damn it!”

His fierce gaze swept over the terrified, pale-faced waitress frozen in place. His tone was icy and biting.

“What are you standing there for? Get out now!”

The waitress trembled and fled, crawling away.

“Beichen... my hand hurts so much...” Kexin Jiang leaned against him, voice trembling with tears welling.

“Don’t be afraid. I’ll take you to the hospital to get it treated.”

Beichen Fu’s voice softened. Carefully avoiding touching her injured hand, he scooped her up and strode out of the room.

At the hospital.

The sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air. The corridor was so quiet only footsteps echoed.

Beichen Fu settled Kexin Jiang and had the doctor carefully treat and bandage her wounds.

Looking at her pale, pitiful face, he patiently comforted her a few words, urging her to rest well in the ward.

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