Zhan Wenshen, Han Lin, and Fang Ming are in the ward.

Fu Cheng is not here, he is outside.

But when Lin Lian was there before, the bodyguards who were missing from the corridor are now there.

Each and every one of them stood like the first one, three steps to one post and five steps to one post.

However, the corridor remained as quiet as ever.

In the ward, too, it was even quieter.

Zhan Wenshen and Han Lin stood in front of the hospital bed. They didn't speak. They looked at Fang Ming's hand without moving it away at all, not even daring to blink.

Fang Ming took off the gauze while giving Zhan Lian.

Fang Ming said that Zhan Lianshi's injuries were mostly healed and he could be discharged from the hospital.

Han Lin and Zhan Wenshen didn't believe it.

It's not that they don't believe in Fang Ming's medical skills, nor do they believe in Fang Ming's words, but Zhan Lianshi's injuries are in their eyes. If he doesn't lie in the hospital for a month or two, no doctor will tell Zhan Lianshi to be discharged from the hospital.

I feel good.

But now, even if they don't believe it, they are not as reassured as seeing it with their own eyes.

The two of them held their breath, and the air in the ward seemed to disappear, and everything became still.

Fang Ming untied the gauze around Zhan Lianshi's waist in circles, revealing the wounds on his abdomen.

There was no blood or bloody flesh. There were only scars after the wounds had healed and stitches that had not yet been removed.

Han Lin looked at the healed wound and the scar that was almost as long as her finger, and her heart twitched hard.

For such a wound, she could imagine how sharp a knife would penetrate it, so sharp that it could kill someone!

Han Lin clenched her fingers, her face turned extremely cold at this moment.

Today the Qin and Han Dynasties executed him and he died.

But even if he died, it wouldn't be enough to vent his anger!

Zhan Wenshen looked at the scar and his face darkened.

After a narrow escape, they will never forget such injuries, even if Qin Han dies.

Fang Ming said: "He is recovering well. I removed his stitches and will take good care of him at home. He will just come to the hospital for regular check-ups."

As he spoke, he took the tools from the trolley next to him and removed Zhan Lianshi's stitches.

In the past week, Zhan Lianshi has been very obedient.

He no longer works, nor does he get out of bed often, nor does he stand up.

He was like a real patient, lying in bed for a week.

With such peace of mind, his wounds also healed well. As Fang Ming said, he did recover well.

Han Lin and Zhan Wenshen listened to Fang Ming's words without saying a word.

They watched Fang Ming remove the sutures, apply medicine to him, and re-wrap gauze on him.

After doing all this, Fang Ming put down his tools, straightened up, and took the medical records to record, "I'm going to stay in the hospital for a day today, and I'll come back to check on the wound tomorrow morning. If there's no problem, I can be discharged."

Zhan Lianshi didn't say anything. He took the hospital gown and put it on.

When Han Lin saw this, she hurried forward and took the hospital gown first.

"Come here, Mom."

She said, then unfolded the shirt and put it on Zhan Lianshi.

Zhan Lianshi's fingers paused while holding the hospital gown. When Han Lin put the sleeves of the clothes on his hands, he moved his knuckles slightly, pulled them back, and cooperated with Han Lin to put on the hospital gown.

Fang Ming made a note, closed the medical record, and looked at Zhan Lian, "Have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhan Wenshen: "Uncle, I'm leaving first. If you need anything, come to me at any time."

Zhan Wenshen nodded, "Go and do your work, uncle knows."

Fang Ming left.

Han Lin put on Zhan Lianshi's hospital gown and buttoned it up, without touching Zhan Lianshi's wounds at all.

She is very careful and careful.

But even so, her face remained tight and cold.

So what if the wound was much better, now whenever she saw Zhan Lian, her mind would be filled with his finger-long scar.

She is angry.

Fu Cheng was at the end of the corridor, either making phone calls or answering calls.

This week, he is very busy.

Seeing Fang Ming come out, he said a few words to the person on the phone, hung up, and then watched Fang Ming come over.

"Doctor Fang."

Fang Ming looked at him, "Has everything been arranged?"

"Yes."

Fang Ming nodded, said nothing more, and left.

When Zhan Lian was going to Milan, Fu Cheng told him.

On the day when Zhan Lian asked Fu Cheng to book a flight to Milan, Fu Cheng told him.

And as of today, he already knows that person's character.

No one can change the decision he made, including himself.

Fu Cheng watched Fang Ming disappear. He turned his gaze and looked at the ward.

Han Lin and Zhan Wenshen did not come out.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time, then turned and left.

In the ward, Zhan Lianshi's hospital gown had been put on tightly, and Han Lin reluctantly took her hand away from Zhan Lianshi's body.

No matter how much anger I felt, it was replaced by endless guilt, self-blame, and regret at this moment.

When Zhan Wenshen looked at Zhan Lian, he was very taciturn, and his thoughts and emotions were not as straightforward as Han Lin's.

He is mostly in the eyes and in the heart.

Just like now, facing Zhan Lianshi's upcoming discharge from hospital, he had many worries, but they only existed in his eyes.

Zhan Lianshi looked at Zhan Wenshen, his eyes were deep and unwavering, "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and Fu Cheng will arrange for you to return to Kyoto."

Han Lin immediately raised her head and asked, "Where are you going?"

She asked subconsciously, her voice full of nervousness and worry.

When Zhan Wenshen also looked at Zhan Lian, his mouth opened slightly, but what he wanted to say did not come out. He was interrupted by Han Lin.

However, the worry in his eyes was no less than Han Lin's.

Fu Cheng didn't tell the two of them that Zhan Lian was going to Milan, but they really didn't need to know.

But they always thought that Zhan Lianshi was returning to Kyoto after being discharged from the hospital.

But what Zhan Lianshi said just now is obviously not the case.

Zhan Lianshi said nothing. He looked at Zhan Wenshen, but his eyes did not fall on Han Lin's face.

When Han Lin saw Zhan Lian's dark eyes and unchanging expression, her heart tightened and she said, "Mom is..."

"I have something to take care of."

Zhan Lianshi spoke up and interrupted Han Lin.

Han Lin opened her mouth, and at this moment, many looks flashed across her eyes.

Got something to deal with? What?

When Zhan Wenshen looked at Zhan Lian, he closed his slightly parted lips as he looked at these deep eyes that he could not see through since he didn't know when.

The worry in his eyes faded, and trust filled his eyes.

Zhan Wenshen nodded, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about us, we will arrange ourselves."

"If you have anything to do, go and do it. Your parents will know."

"Um."

Han Lin looked at the two of them. She opened and closed her mouth several times and finally closed it.

What if she knows, and what if she doesn’t?

She can't change anything.

Han Lin and Zhan Wenshen left, and Zhan Lianshi turned around and came to the window.

He looked at everything outside the window, and his eyes saw a deeper and farther place, and then this place was enveloped in endless darkness, endless.
Chapter completed!