Chapter 143: Concerning His Daughter's Lifelong Affairs

However, Shangguan Xing had a second thought: Huangfu Shenqing was still lying in a hospital bed, and it was uncertain when he would wake up.

Alas! What was to be done?

Wait, a neurology expert?

A neurology expert?

Wasn't there one right at hand?

A few days ago, while he was on the phone with his wife, Ye Xi, she had been designing custom jewelry for the wife of some neurology expert and then hung up on him.

He remembered it very clearly; it was customized specifically for the wife of a neurology expert named Yang Lian.

Thinking of this, he immediately pulled out his cell phone to call Ye Xi.

"Hello?"

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The call was interrupted just as it connected.

He refused to give up and called again.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Before it could be answered, it was hung up.

Shangguan Xing...

He simply refused to believe it.

"...Sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off. Sorry..."

Shangguan Xing let out a huff of anger.

Without needing to guess, he had already been added to the blacklist.

He sent a text message instead.

Over on the other end, Ye Xi, who was hard at work rushing to finish an order, was immensely annoyed by Shangguan Xing. Just as she had blocked him, another notification chime sounded, and Ye Xi was practically boiling with rage.

What she detested most was being disturbed during work hours.

Ye Xi picked up her phone from the side, opened it, and was instantly so startled that she stood right up.

Shangguan Xing: "It concerns your daughter's lifelong happiness."

She unblocked Shangguan Xing, losing all appetite for work.

Walking over to the floor-to-ceiling window, she called him back.

Shangguan Xing, who had been anxiously waiting by the phone, smiled with delight.

"Hello, wife."

"What's wrong with Ranran? What concerns her lifelong happiness? Explain yourself clearly right now!"

"It means exactly what it sounds like. Our precious daughter, she..."

"She's in love."

"What? With whom? From what family? What is his appearance and demeanor like? What about his character and disposition? How does he treat Ranran?"

"You know him too. It's that young man who came to our house for dinner last time, the one named Huangfu Shenqing."

"Now is not the time for this. He is currently in a coma. Weren't you just designing jewelry for the neurology expert's wife? Can you have that expert, Yang Lian, come over here? The address is the Euphoria Hospital near the Union."

Ye Xi listened to the general account, learning that Huangfu Shenqing was currently in a coma, and immediately called the neurology expert Yang Lian.

She instructed her staff to prepare a private plane and fly immediately to Euphoria Hospital.

Expert Yang Lian specialized in neurology, but he was a private practitioner, and generally, wealthy aristocratic families did not hire him.

Firstly, they feared his medical skills might not be up to par.

Secondly, he lacked widespread fame, so hardly anyone ever sought him out for treatment.

This suited Yang Lian just fine, as he deeply loathed wealthy scions who tried to throw money around.

When he received a call from the jewelry designer of his wife's acquaintance, he was quite surprised. Upon learning that he was being asked to provide medical treatment, he agreed without a moment's hesitation.

At the very least, he had not seen any obnoxious traits in Designer Ye.

Shangguan Ranran did not wake up until nine o'clock. As soon as she came to, she wanted to go see Mr. Huangfu, but she was blocked by someone. Raising her head, she asked, "Father, why are you here?"

Shangguan Xing wore a stern face. "Can't I come? Look at what state you've reduced yourself to! You actually cried yourself unconscious? How poor has your physical health become? And you still don't know..."

"Father, can you scold me later? I want to go see my friend. I'm leaving."

"Stop right there! What friend? Don't think I don't know that it's just..."

Shangguan Xing wanted to say more, but tears were already streaming down Shangguan Ranran's face in her anxiety. She wanted to spend every single moment by Mr. Huangfu's side, but now her father...

With a heart full of ache, Shangguan Xing pulled his precious daughter into his arms. "Alright, alright, don't cry. Drink a bowl of porridge first, and then go. Father won't stop you."

Ye Xin brought over a bowl of nutritious porridge along with several other dishes.

Shangguan Ranran picked up the porridge and drank it down rapidly, tears streaming down her face the entire time. She didn't know whether she was consuming her meal or her own tears.

Ye Xin stood anxiously to the side, worried about Shangguan Ranran's condition. Although the porridge had been bought some time ago, it was still scalding hot.

Swallowing it directly like that would surely burn her throat, but she also knew how worried the young miss was about Mr. Huangfu, and she herself remained mute.

Understanding his daughter's urgent frame of mind, Shangguan Xing also fell silent and said nothing more.

Shangguan Ranran finished the porridge in a few quick gulps and dashed upstairs toward Huangfu Shenqing's hospital ward.

Dozens of specialists stood ready at the door of the ward at any moment.

Several other experts were inside the testing room, examining Huangfu Shenqing's physical condition.

Another group of specialists was analyzing and researching how to wake the patient up.

She changed into a sterile gown and stepped inside with utmost care.

Looking at Huangfu Shenqing, who lay motionlessly on the hospital bed, her tears fell anew. Just as she had done before, she held Huangfu Shenqing's hand through the fabric of his hospital gown.

She could not feel his body temperature, nor the warmth of his hands; she could only rely on the yearning in her heart as she grasped his hand tightly, ever so tightly.

Praying continuously in her heart, her voice trembled as she pleaded, "Wake up quickly, Mr. Huangfu."

"I'm almost at my limit."

"I'm begging you, won't you wake up soon?"

"Don't keep lying here, please?"

"Wake up already."

"Could it be that you don't want Ranran anymore?"

"Don't you want Ranran?"

"Don't you want me anymore?"

Who?

Who was speaking?

Who was speaking amidst these layers of fog?

Huangfu Shenqing clutched his aching heart, halting his steps as he searched for a way out of the mist. Why?

Why did his chest hurt so intensely?

"Could it be that you don't want Ranran anymore? Don't you want me anymore?"

Ranran?

It was Ranran.

It must be Ranran looking for him.

He had to get out; he had to see the young lady.

His head ached as if it were about to explode.

What kind of place was this anyway?

Why couldn't he find a way out?

Fog, fog, nothing but a blinding, white fog.

No living creature in sight.

A vast, boundless expanse of white.

Damn it.

He would definitely get out.

Most certainly.

The young lady was still waiting for him.

He would not give up.

Shangguan Ranran stayed until twelve o'clock noon, yet the man still showed no movement. She felt as though her tears had run completely dry, her eyes stinging fiercely, yet the tears continued to fall uncontrollably.

She had never known she could be so sentimental.

Gong Yi and Ouyang Mufeng also entered wearing sterile gowns.

Ouyang Mufeng said softly, "Second Sister-in-law, go out and eat something. Your health is already poor to begin with; you must not wear yourself out. If you do, Second Brother will be heartbroken when he wakes up. You wouldn't want Second Brother to be heartbroken, would you?"

"Mufeng is right, Ranran. Go eat something first. Huangfu wouldn't want to see you like this."

Shangguan Ranran raised her tear-stained face to look at them, then silently backed out of the ward.

She hastily forced down some of the food Ye Xin had prepared, then hurried back into the ward to resume holding Huangfu Shenqing's hand, maintaining the exact same posture without shifting once. Her eyes were filled entirely with her Mr. Huangfu.