Chapter 43: The Determination of One's Heart

  When I woke up, I was already in the hospital.

  I opened my swollen eyes, feeling the transition from dizziness to clarity, the pungent smell of medicine accompanied by airflow entering my nostrils, and the medicine flowed into my bloodstream with a gentle rhythm.

  I moved my stiff neck and found Zhao Jun lying on my left side, while Fang Wenke was lying on my right side, with his hands tightly grasping mine.

  This moment is very solid, more at ease than any previous moment.

  I carefully moved my right hand fingers, trying to wake up Fang Wenke. Obviously, this very slight movement startled him, and Fang Wenke immediately sat up straight, looking at me tensely.

  "You're awake!" Fang Wenke said.

  "Ah, just woke up," I struggled to prop myself up, smiling at him as if nothing had happened, "Forgive me, okay?" I looked at him pleadingly, urgently needing a positive response.

  "It's alright, let's not talk about it anymore." Fang Wenke patted my forehead, with a warm glow in his eyes.

  I looked at Fang Wenke in front of me, who was as good as ever, but I found a slight bruise on his left eye. My heart ached and I gently stroked the wound with my hand, saying: "Fang Wenke, what's wrong with your left eye? Why is it a little blue?"

  "It's nothing, I probably just bumped into something when I sent you here last night!" Fang Wenke hastily rubbed his left eye himself to prove that it didn't hurt at all.

  Zhao Jun heard my conversation with Fang Wenke and also got up, stretched his waist, and his joints crackled as he said in a daze: "My god! I actually slept like this for the whole night?"

  "I'm really sorry, I seem to always be causing trouble for you two." I said with embarrassment.

  "It's fine if you know! What a nuisance, what do you want to eat this morning? I'll go buy it for you!" Zhao Jun said bluntly to me.

  I glared at him fiercely and said: "Can we go out to eat? Let me be discharged! I feel that my condition is pretty good, it's just that I fainted."

  "As long as you promise not to suddenly faint on the side of the road again, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even know how you died!" Zhao Jun looked at Fang Wenke, seeking his opinion.

  "She thinks it's fine as long as she feels good, let her be discharged! If she stays like this, she'll suffocate to death," Fang Wenke said.

  "Hurray!" I raised my hands high, the whole nation celebrated together.

  I hastily packed up my things, changed my clothes and stood in front of Zhao Jun and Fang Wenke with a lively spirit, saying: "Let's go! Let's go eat!"

  The three of us had just walked out of the hospital entrance when my mobile phone rang again. I didn't know who would be calling me at this time.

  I took out my phone and the name on the screen was Jiang Xiaoqiao. I answered the call: "Hello! Xiaoqiao!"

  On the other end of the phone was Jiang Xiaoqiao's sobbing voice: "Wei Ming, what should I do......"

  "What's wrong? Speak clearly!" I asked anxiously.

  "My parents also want me to have an abortion, what should I do?" Jiang Xiaoqiao's crying voice was piercing and made my ears ache.

  "Xiao Qiao, don't cry anymore, come out now! I'm back in Changchun, let's have a good talk!"

  "Really! Alright! Where are you? I'll go find you!"

  "I'm at the hospital! It's the second one! Come find me! I'll be waiting for you in the lobby!"

  "Hospital? What's wrong with you?" Jiang Xiaoqiao was worried when she heard I was in the hospital.

  "I'm fine, hurry up and get ready! I'll wait for you!"

  "Ah!"

  Hung up the phone, my breakfast didn't get eaten in the end. I let Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun leave first. I told them that I would go to Fang Wenke's house later to find him, and asked him to tidy up my room at home, waiting for me to move in.

  Eight hours ago, at the emergency room entrance of the hospital, Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun anxiously waited for me who was still in a coma in the ward.

  In the quiet atmosphere, there is a pungent smell of medicine, and in that smell, there is a tense factor, as if anything related to life is closely related to that medicinal smell.

  Zhao Jun glared at Fang Wenke, who was hanging his head in dejection, and said: "If you can't take good care of her, then don't pretend to be a good person! If you can't always treat her well, then you shouldn't have pursued her in the first place!"

  Fang Wenke looked at Zhao Jun in shock, who was overly excited in front of him. At this moment, Zhao Jun seemed extremely unfamiliar to Fang Wenke. Fang Wenke sighed twice and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

  Zhao Jun looked at Fang Wenke's uncooperative appearance and took a step forward, his hands tightly grasping the collar of Fang Wenke's clothes. The bulging veins on Zhao Jun's arm were clearly visible.

  Fang Wenke was apparently frightened by Zhao Jun's actions, and he looked at his own brother with suspicion, asking tentatively: "Brother, do you like Li Weiming?"

  When Zhao Jun heard the two sensitive words "like", his furious expression and explosive power suddenly weakened by half.

  Zhao Jun's heart skipped a beat, he was pierced by this sentence straight into his heart.

  Obviously Fang Wenke was also frightened by the scene in front of him, and he exclaimed: "Brother, how can you......"

  "Why can't I? Is it that this world only allows you to have a mother's love and wealth, to have Li Weiming's love? And I'm the one who has to be the one who is willing to give up everything?" Zhao Jun's emotions were out of control, he wildly shouted out his grievances.

  "It was your father who took you away when your parents divorced! Who can you blame?" Fang Wenke retorted, feeling innocent.

  Perhaps this sentence really challenged Zhao Jun's bottom line, he raised his right fist without hesitation and hit Fang Wenke's left face heavily, Fang Wenke was knocked to the ground by this sudden blow.

  The two of them looked at each other awkwardly, neither of whom had expected that they would have such a conversation today.

  Zhao Jun seemed to have realized that he had gone too far, so he squatted down and helped Fang Wenke up from the ground. Then he said to him: "Don't blame Dad anymore, he was diagnosed with terminal gastric cancer last week and won't live for much longer, go visit him when you have time!"