574: Chapter 574: I Dare Not Answer My Ex-Wife’s Calls 574: Chapter 574: I Dare Not Answer My Ex-Wife’s Calls Since his entry into Deep World, the person Han Fei was most eager to understand was the forr Building Chief, Fu Sheng.
This Guide, who introduced Han Fei into Deep World and was the deceased chairman’s elder brother of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, was shrouded in nurous mysteries.
Often, Han Fei found it impossible to comprehend the decisions made by Fu Sheng, nor could he think from Fu Sheng’s perspective.
As they chose different paths, the divergence between them continued to grow.
But at that mont, Han Fei entered the Shrine mory World of Fu Sheng, not only seeing Fu Sheng’s past, but also participating in his life.
In the world, empathy is rare, but the Shrine mory World allowed Han Fei to experience Fu Sheng’s past extensively, perhaps this was also what Fu Sheng wanted Han Fei to see.
“Why are you grinning?
Thought of sothing pleasant?” Agou sat in front of the mirror, touching his cheeks gently like a vanity-loving girl.
“Getting the job itself is a happy occasion.” Han Fei, who cleaned the floor ticulously, was serious in whatever job he undertook, but for so reason, whenever he dedicated himself to his work, various problems would arise at the company, his love for work was as if it was toxic.
“I see you are quite good at taking care of people, I’ll leave this patient to you, I’ll co over to take over after it gets dark.” Agou, satisfied with his appearance in the mirror, blew away the skin flakes on his nails and turned his head to walk out of the ward.
“Didn’t they say that nurses in Building One don’t work night shifts?”
“Don’t ask so much; you definitely don’t have to work the night shift,” Agou’s voice ca down the corridor: “When it gets dark, if you feel panicky, just hide in the ‘Safe House’.”
After Agou left, only Han Fei and Cao Lingling were left in the ward.
“Last night, the Fierce Ghost driven by hatred went after Zhang Yu, poor girl got hurt by mistake, thinking about it, that female ghost seems never to have killed a woman, all the missing persons were males, ghosts with such principles should be communicable.”
Han Fei was afraid of encountering that kind of uncommunicable hatred, like the incomplete Zhuang Wen in the Death Building, who killed anyone on sight, leaving no room for turnaround.
After guarding by the sickbed for several hours, Han Fei still did not see Cao Lingling regain consciousness, which should have happened as the effects of the dication were supposed to have worn off by then.
“Is she asleep?” Han Fei wasn’t sure when Cao Lingling would wake up, and was about to familiarize himself with the work environnt when his phone suddenly rang.
Looking down, the caller was still Zhang Yu.
“You, a missing person, calling every day, doesn’t look good, makes it seem like I’m an accomplice,” Han Fei glanced outside the window, it was raining, today was overcast, gloomy outside.
He hesitated for a mont, then pressed the answer button.
There was no sound from the phone, it was very oppressive.
“Hello?” Han Fei placed the phone on the chair and retreated two ters away.
Upon hearing Han Fei’s voice, a woman’s laughter and crying began to emit from the phone, as if she were a deranged madwoman.
“Don’t be like this, let’s talk nicely.”
The woman’s crying and laughter in the phone gradually faded, accompanied by the sound of the door being opened, rainfall, car horns, vendors shouting, and the crying of children flooding into his ears.
The woman on the phone seed to have erged from a door and was moving rapidly.
“You’re not here looking for , are you?
It’s not even dark yet.” Han Fei retreated another step, without Fu Sheng by his side, he felt terrified!
Since entering the Shrine mory World, Han Fei had no contact with Fu Sheng’s birth mother, and in her eyes, Fu Yi was still the sa old Fu Yi.
“I’ve already helped the child return to school and am doing my best to help him find himself again and bring his smile back.
He is continually improving, and so am I.”
Last night, Han Fei had received a call from “Zhang Yu,” but since Fu Sheng was present, the caller hung up directly.
Now with Fu Sheng at school, Han Fei had to face the hatred on the other side of the phone all alone.
He said a lot, but the other party simply wouldn’t listen.
Out of desperation, Han Fei hung up the phone.
“I thought I just heard an ad for Jinmao Mall.
Jinmao Mall is located right between my old ho and my new one.
Could she be crazily moving towards ?”
The world hadn’t fully transford yet, but Fu Sheng’s mother had already shown signs of hatred, which unsettled Han Fei.
In the eyes of Fu Sheng’s birth mother, Fu Yi was definitely no good, and Han Fei now profoundly understood this; he was genuinely worried she might directly harm him.
His mind racing, Han Fei still couldn’t think of a solution when his phone rang again—it was Zhang Yu calling once more.
“This wouldn’t look good if the police saw it.” Han Fei glanced at the hospital room door; the police officer who had been left on guard had not left, and he was to stay there around the clock to watch over Cao Lingling.
Upon answering the call again, the woman’s voice was gone, only the noisy sounds of hawkers and passing pedestrians remained.
“She is looking for !
She’s rapidly moving towards now!”
This ti, Han Fei not only hung up the phone but also turned it off.
He quickly walked to the window, his heart pounding and palms sweating, feeling like he was about to et his first love only to discover that she had committed suicide by jumping off a building years ago.
“Fu Sheng’s mom should still be so distance away from ; she probably can’t make it over tonight…”
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, Han Fei’s phone, which he had turned off, suddenly began ringing again, and it was Zhang Yu calling once more!
“Even turning it off doesn’t work; is Fu Sheng’s mom’s hatred so intense?” It was still not dark, the world had not truly begun to transform yet, but Fu Sheng’s mother already possessed many abilities of hatred.
“Being direct kin, why is Fu Yi so weak.” Suddenly, a sharp pain struck his head, blurring Han Fei’s vision, and he vaguely saw the fierce face of Fu Yi inside his mind: “Bastard, you old thing, are you ssing with now?
If I can’t complete my task, I swear I’ll chop off your lower body before I die.”
Han Fei was usually very patient and rarely cursed anyone, but in this Shrine mory World, his rage towards Fu Yi had exceeded the breaking point.
“Are you okay?” The officer guarding the door saw Han Fei in discomfort and ca over.
“I work as a nurse here during the day, and I have another part-ti job at night.
Working non-stop day and night is really taking its toll on my body.” Han Fei leaned on the window fra with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other.
“It’s tough for everyone, the way the world is,” the police officer helped Han Fei to a seat, “Why didn’t you answer your phone?”
“It was my wife, she’s really unhappy with , thinks I don’t take good care of the kids, can’t make money, and calls a loser,” Han Fei sighed deeply, his face filled with bitterness.
“My wife often says the sa about , always on duty, working myself to death, and the pay isn’t much better,” the officer seed to see himself in Han Fei, which surprised Han Fei sowhat, “Brother, what do I call you?”
“Fu Yi, and you?”
“Fang Changcheng.” The policeman glanced back at Cao Lingling, “How about I stay here while you take that call?
Just because your wife scolds you, doesn’t an you shouldn’t answer her calls.
Life has to go on normally.”
“Thank you, Officer Fang,” Han Fei said, taking the continuously vibrating phone and walking out of the ward.
“Fu Yi…
a familiar na, I think I’ve seen it in the news,” Officer Fang didn’t ponder further, he straightened up and sat beside the bed, keeping an eye on Cao Lingling’s condition.
It wasn’t ti to get off work yet, but Han Fei was eager to find Fu Sheng; he now had two choices, either go find Fu Sheng to help him, or just throw his phone into the deepest part of the hospital.
As a responsible and committed father, Han Fei decisively headed towards the staircase, planning to bring the phone to Building Two, since he still needed to work in Building One.
“Fu Yi?
Weren’t you looking after the patient?”
Just as Han Fei reached the stairs, he saw a plump nurse and a particularly young nurse.
The young nurse, wearing a mask and a nurse’s cap, only showed her eyes, but even so, just from her eyes, one could tell she was a beautiful woman.
“My wife called to discuss moving our child to another school,” Han Fei said with a face full of bitterness, “I ca out because I was afraid of disturbing the patients.”
“Don’t wander off,” the plump nurse didn’t pay any attention to what Han Fei said, just reminding him, “The sun is about to set; you’d better stay in the ward until Brother Agou cos to take over.”
“The sky is filled with dark clouds, how can you tell the sun is setting?” Han Fei wasn’t sure whether the plump nurse and the young nurse were specifically there to watch him; on the way back, Han Fei slowed down his pace, trying hard to overhear their conversation.
However, he was disappointed; the two nurses said nothing at all.
Until Han Fei returned to the ward, he glanced back covertly to see the two nurses standing at the staircase entrance watching him, the plump nurse’s expression particularly frightening, her face showing faint cracks.
“Are they supervising ?
Is this three-day trial period a test from the hospital?” Han Fei didn’t return to the ward, he instead picked up the call in the corridor.
The phone kept emitting various sounds; as night fell, the “person” calling Han Fei seed to be moving faster and faster.
“I didn’t intentionally not answer your calls,” Han Fei put the phone to his ear, “I’ve really been working hard to take care of this family; I’ve taken several jobs, exhausting myself completely, just so our child can grow up healthy.
Don’t be rash; if sothing really happens to , do you have the heart to let Fu Sheng live a miserable life alone?”
To outsiders, it seed like Han Fei was really arguing with his wife, but the truth was that Han Fei was pleading with his ex-wife, now transford into hatred.
“I know it’s too late to say anything now, but I really didn’t lie to you.
If you don’t believe , co see for yourself at Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital, I’m working here as a nurse.
Everything I’m doing now is for this family, for our children.”
Han Fei wished he could ntion the Plastic Surgery Hospital in every sentence, he needed to keep reinforcing his wife’s ntal association with the hospital.
“Fu Yi, why did you end up in the hallway?” Agou, changed into a new set of clothes, ran over from the other end of the hallway, a small bit of bloodstain barely noticeable on his sleeve.
“I had another argunt with my wife,” Han Fei played the role of a man experiencing a midlife crisis with lifelike precision.
“It’s normal for couples to argue, life is full of bumps,” Agou patted Han Fei on the shoulder.
“You should head ho early, it’s raining today and it gets dark quickly.
Rember to co over at 7:30 tomorrow morning, we still need to have an early eting.”
“Thanks, Brother Agou.”
Han Fei returned to the “Safe House” and changed into his own clothes, he picked up his briefcase, searching for places to hide his phone, but he always felt that there were eyes constantly watching him.
At this ti, hiding his phone in the hospital would definitely cause it to be discovered.
“I should go find Fu Sheng; raise children to prepare for old age, the ancients truly did not deceive .” Han Fei stuffed the still-buzzing phone into his briefcase; since he had not answered it for a long ti, a blood-like viscous substance had already begun to seep from the phone’s crevices.
Jogging forward, Han Fei passed by a security guard and suddenly rembered sothing.
He casually asked the guard, “Brother, did the few people who interviewed with this morning co out yet?”
“Not yet, you’re the first one to leave work.” The security guard, engrossed in playing video gas, didn’t even look up.
“Don’t wait for them.”
The heavy rain slowly stopped in the night, and lights began to illuminate the hospital, looking from afar like a series of white eyeballs.
Han Fei didn’t stop, he hurriedly took a taxi to the school, as he had previously received a system notification, knowing that Fu Sheng should be in the school.
Racing against ti, he dared not delay any longer.
As he arrived at the school entrance, Fu Sheng was also just coming out from school.
Holding his school bag, Fu Sheng was saying sothing to a girl who had jumped off the building, but when he turned his head, he saw his father dressed back in a suit, running towards him with an anxious face.
“He put his suit back on?
Is he doing this so as not to worry the family?” Fu Sheng, seeing the worried Han Fei, thought, “Is he afraid that I’ll tell soone about his nurse job?”
Thinking of this, Fu Sheng felt sowhat upset.
The girl with twisted hands and feet also felt embarrassed upon seeing Han Fei, as his words always flashed through her mind — “I approve of your marriage.”
The two high school students, seeing Han Fei, were both at a loss, unsure of how to react.
Han Fei, however, wasn’t thinking about that.
With lives at stake, he urgently needed Fu Sheng to answer his mother’s phone call, and if possible, he hoped Fu Sheng would put in a good word for him.
Hand reaching into his backpack to find his phone, Han Fei quickly walked towards Fu Tian.
Seeing his dad approaching from a distance, Fu Tian stepped forward: “You don’t have to worry about now.”
“No, no, no, now you need to start worrying about !”
Han Fei took out his phone, but just as Fu Sheng’s voice rang out, the incessantly ringing phone suddenly returned to normal, and even the blood silk seeping from the phone’s crevices seed to disappear like an illusion.
Reviews
All reviews (0)