Feng Feng: "This is my business, you don't need to worry about it." Her answer was exactly as Shen Su had imagined.
Shen Su: "You can still have sex in my car while you're with him. Ms. Feng, it seems your feelings are not that deep either."
This sounded like a provocation.
Feng Feng remained unfazed, smiling faintly, neither confirming nor denying.
Ten minutes later, Shen Su parked the car in front of the hotel and pressed the central locking button. As Feng Feng picked up her bag to get out, she heard Shen Su's voice, "Let's meet again, Ms. Feng."
The response was the crisp sound of the car door closing.
Shen Su watched Feng Feng enter the hotel through the car window. Her graceful figure reignited the desire that had just subsided.
Shen Su rubbed his temples and chuckled self-mockingly.
It was incredible, during the time he had been at odds with Feng Feng, he hadn't sought out any other women.
It wasn't for lack of opportunity; women were readily available around him, but he simply wasn't interested. Even the most beautiful women placed before him didn't evoke the same feeling he got when he saw Feng Feng.
He once didn't understand why Xing Zheng was so steadfastly devoted to Lin Mei alone. Now, with the same situation unfolding before him, he finally grasped the meaning of obsession.
Feng Feng's room was opposite Wen Zhouyuan's. After going upstairs, she first visited Wen Zhouyuan's room.
At that time, Wen Zhouyuan had already showered and changed into his pajamas.
The dark pajamas he wore added a touch of domesticity to his demeanor.
"You're back," Wen Zhouyuan asked, "Did you have a good time?"
Feng Feng: "Yes, are you feeling any better?"
Wen Zhouyuan: "Mm, I'm not as uncomfortable as when we first landed."
Feng Feng: "Then get some rest early, I'm going back now."
The sticky feeling in her lower body persisted, and Feng Feng just wanted to get back to her room to shower as soon as possible.
As she turned to leave, Wen Zhouyuan, while seeing her off, suddenly noticed a bite mark on her neck.
It was deep, likely imprinted not long ago.
There was no need to think; he knew who it was.
Wen Zhouyuan escorted Feng Feng out of the room and, after closing the door, laughed self-deprecatingly.
He should have expected this day. No one in this world would wait for another person forever.
Their stay in Xiangxi was not long. Feng Feng and Lan Lan were both busy with work, and after seeing the child, they began planning their return journey.
Their return flight was the same one as Shen Su's. A little over a day later, Feng Feng and Shen Su met again at the airport.
Wen Zhouyuan's cold had not improved, and his complexion was slightly pale. Upon seeing his haggard appearance, Shen Su smiled and said, "Mr. Wen is so seriously ill; it seems time spares no one."
Shen Su was most adept at sarcasm, and everyone could tell he was indirectly calling Wen Zhouyuan old.
However, Wen Zhouyuan did not get angry. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Shen."
Feng Feng was rendered speechless by Shen Su's childish behavior. She took Wen Zhouyuan's arm, "Ignore him, let's go sit over there."
Wen Zhouyuan was quite obedient to Feng Feng, nodding with a smile and following her to the nearby sofas.
Lan Lan raised her eyebrows, watching the unfolding drama. In all the years she had known Shen Su, this was the first time she had seen him so childish.
Previously, she had thought Shen Su's entanglement with Feng Feng was merely out of some interest, but now...
Seeing his jealous yet suppressed demeanor, Lan Lan changed her mind.
Shen Su's jealous appearance suggested he was likely genuinely in love with Feng Feng, but as for Feng Feng...
Lan Lan turned to look. Feng Feng was in the process of pouring Wen Zhouyuan a glass of water.
If Feng Feng hadn't personally told her that she no longer liked Wen Zhouyuan, Lan Lan would have likely believed that Feng Feng had been pining for Wen Zhouyuan for years.
Shen Su was unaware of Wen Zhouyuan's condition and probably assumed they had reconciled and were in the throes of a passionate romance, with the air around them seemingly thick with jealousy.
The journey back was uneventful. After leaving the airport, the group parted ways.
In the following days, Wen Zhouyuan's cold not only failed to improve but worsened, even leading to a fever. Feng Feng, realizing the seriousness of the situation, contacted the hospital and arranged for Wen Zhouyuan to be admitted again.
Wen Zhouyuan had underlying health conditions, making his immunity much lower than that of ordinary people. Coupled with the change of seasons and the prevalence of viral infections, he was easily susceptible and lacked the self-healing capacity.
Ultimately, aggressive treatment was necessary, including IV drips and hospitalization for observation, before he could undergo his next round of chemotherapy once the cold had completely cleared.
As Feng Feng had to work, she couldn't care for Wen Zhouyuan twenty-four hours a day. She hired a caregiver to accompany him after work each day and stayed with him at the hospital on weekends.
After three days of IV treatment, Wen Zhouyuan's condition improved significantly.
On Friday evening, Feng Feng arrived with hot porridge she had bought. Wen Zhouyuan had just finished his last IV bag, and the nurse had removed the needle. He was pressing his hand.
Feng Feng walked to the bedside and habitually asked him, "How are you feeling today?"
"Much better," Wen Zhouyuan's smile was as gentle as ever. "You're busy with work, you don't need to come every day."
"I bought lean meat porridge, from the place you used to frequent." Feng Feng was immune to Wen Zhouyuan's words and ignored them, helping him up. "Come down and eat."
At seven in the evening, Shen Su was hurrying through the oncology ward area. A family elder had been diagnosed with a blood disorder, and he had been arranged by his parents to visit.
His hands were in his pockets, his long legs striding quickly, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings with only brief pauses.
However, as he passed a certain room, he suddenly saw two familiar figures through the crack in the door.
Shen Su instinctively stopped, and upon closer inspection, realized his eyes were not deceiving him.
The two people in that room were Feng Feng and Wen Zhouyuan.
Wen Zhouyuan was wearing the hospital's standard patient gown, while Feng Feng clearly had come after work. She was helping Wen Zhouyuan out of bed.
Shen Su stared at the two for a long time, his brow suddenly twitching.
This was the oncology department; why was Wen Zhouyuan here?
Shen Su shifted his gaze to the room number beside the door, his eyes growing deeper.
His accompanying assistant, unable to comprehend Shen Su's behavior and seeing him pause for so long, cautiously asked, "Mr. Shen, have you run into a friend?"
Shen Su looked at his assistant and said, "In a moment, go find Director Liu and get me the medical records for the patient in this room."
Assistant: "Understood, Mr. Shen."
This hospital was privately owned, and Shen Su was its largest shareholder. It was easy for him to investigate someone's information.
When Shen Su emerged after visiting his elder, his assistant had already handed him the documents. Shen Su didn't check them immediately but took them to the Ru Feng Club to meet Gu Song.
Gu Song, accustomed to Shen Su's stern expression, asked, "What has Feng Feng done to upset you again?"
Shen Su ignored Gu Song's question and casually opened the medical records in his hand. Gu Song leaned in curiously, looking at them together.
At first glance, he saw Wen Zhouyuan's name, and then, the detailed description of his condition.
Upon seeing that string of words, Gu Song's expression was nothing short of stunned.