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The surrounding scene was a seamless sky, with the sound of waves crashing against the shore echoing in her ears. She smiled lightly and walked toward the deep blue, but after just a few steps, that blue lost its color, and the scenery before her faded away, leaving only a dark pain.
“Dad!” All she had to do was call out, and her father would appear by her side, taking her away from danger. From childhood to now, she had never doubted that her father was the person who loved her the most in this world.
A vivid red cut through the darkness, spreading larger and larger, creeping up to her pale ankle. Her water-colored eyes were also stained with that glaring color. She instinctively closed her eyes as the buzzing sounds from all directions threatened to engulf her. Unable to suppress it, she ran toward the distance, but that blood-red color followed her like a shadow, never ceasing.
She suddenly woke up, sitting straight up in bed. She glanced at the IV drip hanging on her wrist. Intense sunlight streamed through the window bars, casting light into the gray air where tiny dust particles slowly floated up. She reached out with her other unrestrained hand and gently rubbed her temples.
The doctor entered the room and smiled upon seeing that she was awake. “Miss Cheng, you fainted earlier. This IV is almost done; I’ll change your medication.”
She nodded lightly, feeling an empty space in her heart. Biting her rose-colored lips, she could only pray that she had just experienced a long nightmare. Clinging to a fading hope, she asked, “May I ask how my dad is doing?”
The doctor paused his movements for a moment, looking at her delicate face with an involuntary pang of sympathy in his heart. But… the truth had to be told. He took down the medication bottle and placed it on the tray, lowering his gaze as he said, “Mr. Cheng has passed away. Miss Cheng, please accept my condolences.”
It turned out it was not a nightmare; it was something real happening right before her eyes.
She sighed and suppressed the surging sadness within her. She smiled faintly at the doctor and said, “Thank you. May I ask when I can be discharged?”
“Miss Cheng, you were just startled and have been lacking nutrition for years. A couple of days in the hospital with some IV drips should be enough for you to be discharged,” the doctor replied as he looked at her picturesque features and calm expression.
She nodded slightly, half-closing her eyelids. The spring sunlight seemed blinding at that moment. She raised her hand to shield herself; the dazzling light filtered through her fair fingers and touched her snow-white skin, adding a hint of warmth. She closed her eyes and said softly, “Please pull down the curtains; I want to rest for a while.”
“Okay.” Seeing that she did not cry or seem lost, the doctor felt relieved. He hurriedly complied with her request and pulled down the curtains, asking, “Is this okay?”
She opened her Eyes, and the light in front of her dimmed, just right for her current mood. She nodded and smiled politely. The doctor, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered something and said to her, "There is someone outside who calls himself Mr. Nan and wants to visit you, Miss Cheng. Would you like to see him?"
Mr. Nan? She was taken aback for a moment, and a faint smile slid across her Lip Corners. Mr. Nan had always treated her well, saving her time and again. Even though she felt terrible at the moment, she still wanted to meet him. She nodded and said softly, "Please ask him to come in."
"Okay." The doctor then left. She turned to look at the dust-covered curtains; the IV drip above dripped drop by drop, like a second hand ticking away, as if life itself was slipping away. She let out a bitter laugh; from now on, she truly had no family in this world, no one to rely on.
Nan Wan pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing her pale face startled him; he couldn't help but furrow his brows as he walked over to her. Only then did she realize he had arrived, flushing slightly as she smiled and said, "Uncle Nan, you're here. Please have a seat."
Nan Wan looked around but couldn't find any chairs or anything similar. They both chuckled at the absurdity of the situation, adding a touch of color to the sorrowful atmosphere. Nan Wan snapped his fingers, and a servant outside immediately understood and brought in a chair from somewhere before he finally sat down.
"Mo Su, you seem to have lost quite a bit of weight again."
She was taken aback; she was already frail, and with so many worries over the past few years, her health had worsened even more. Now she could barely eat a few bites of food each day; it was only natural that she would lose weight.
"I'm sorry I came too late. By the time I rushed to the scene, you and your father had already..." Nan Wan slightly turned his fingers; the jade ring on his thumb lost its sunlight's shine and could no longer emit dazzling light.
She shook her head. "How can this be blamed on Uncle Nan? You've helped me so many times; I haven't even had the chance to thank you properly."
"Mo Su, you're being too polite." He smiled gently. "I admire your character; naturally, I will help you whenever I can. As for your father's situation, all I can say is please accept my condolences."
She tightened her Eyes, sadness enveloping her heart. It was at this moment that she truly realized her father was gone and would never return. Her father had died, but she was still alive; therefore, she needed to muster all her strength to handle everything related to his passing.
"Uncle Nan, after I leave the hospital, I will arrange for the funeral. Please make some time to attend." Her tone was calm, but there was a clear determination shining in her Eyes.
Nan Wan smiled lightly and said, "Seeing you perk up makes me happy too. But... have you thought about it? You’ve worked so hard to conceal your identity, and if this funeral goes ahead, the whole country will know you are still alive. At that point, I’m afraid you will..."
"I understand what Uncle Nan means. I want to leave and live a peaceful life, but some people just won't let me. Since that's the case, she shouldn't be afraid of me making a big deal out of it." Her beautiful brows were clear, and her Water Eyes lightly scanned Nan Wan's face. Nan Wan was slightly taken aback and asked, "Do you know who sent someone to kill you?"
Cheng Mo shook her head and looked steadily at Nan Wan, her voice calm. "I'm not very sure, but I believe Uncle Nan can definitely find some clues."
He fell silent for a moment before shaking his head. "I can't help with this matter."
She smiled lightly, her Water-colored Eyes gazing into the distance. "Since Uncle Nan says so, I understand completely. The one behind this must be Jiang Yating." Nan Wan lowered his gaze and waited for her to continue. She lowered her eyes again and said, "Uncle Nan, in the past when I asked for your help, you would agree without hesitation. But now you're hesitating just because you are sworn brothers with Jiang Shaohao, so naturally you won't help me bring him out."
"You clever girl, now that you know, what do you plan to do?"
"What do I plan to do?" Her lowered Water-colored Eyes suddenly lifted. "Although I may seem weak, I will never go easy on those who cross my bottom line. Jiang Yating, I want her to use her life to honor my father."
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