Chapter 62: Suicide

For a period of time after that, Fan Xia did not pay attention to Wen Ming Yue’s affairs anymore. However, Wen Lan Sheng was not willing to give up. He called repeatedly, waited for her outside the company after work to intercept her, and had not even moved out of the house.

Fan Xia was extremely annoyed and directly hid at Rong Xiu’s home.

Unexpectedly, at midnight, Fan Xia received an urgent phone call. She didn’t want to answer at first, but the calls kept coming one after another, with the intention of not stopping until she picked up.

Not to mention Rong Xiu sleeping beside her, even One Eyebrow was woken up, running from downstairs to the second floor, pushing open the half-closed door and rushing in.

“Is it Wen Lan Sheng again? He’s really causing a ruckus. Doesn’t he know to pick a better time to make phone calls? He only knows how to disturb your rest.” Rong Xiu’s voice was tired and hoarse. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, leaning softly against her side, his words revealing disdain for Wen Lan Sheng.

“Ignore him.” Fan Xia thought for a moment and still didn’t answer the call. She was about to block Wen Lan Sheng’s number when she saw an unfamiliar phone number calling.

She found it strange but still answered the phone.

The voice on the phone was that of an unfamiliar man, sounding urgent: “Excuse me, are you Miss Fan Xia?”

Fan Xia leaned against the soft pillow and turned on the bedside lamp: “Yes, it’s me. What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Wen Lan Sheng has attempted suicide by cutting his wrists. He’s currently in the emergency room being resuscitated. He keeps muttering your name. I tried calling you from his phone but you didn’t answer, so I had no choice but to use my own phone. His condition is very critical. Please come to the hospital to see him quickly. Our hospital address is…” The hospital staff spoke hurriedly.

The nurse’s voice was clear and abrupt in the quiet of the deep night. Rong Xiu’s drowsy sleepiness instantly cleared by more than half. He held his breath and composed himself, watching the warm orange lamplight softly enveloping her. Waves of pain twisted in his heart, and hatred ground in the depths of his mind.

This Wen Lan Sheng, actually using such a despicable and disgusting method to force Fan Xia to go see him. How shameless!

“Alright, I’ll be there soon.” Fan Xia’s voice was low and deep. After hanging up the phone, she got out of bed, took off her silk long dress and put on clothes.

Rong Xiu also immediately got up: “I’ll go with you.”

“You?” Fan Xia was buttoning her clothes: “Forget it. That’s Shanhai Group’s hospital. The nurses and doctors might recognize you. If you go and Wen Lan Sheng speaks carelessly, saying unpleasant things, it wouldn’t be good for your reputation.”

“I don’t care. It’s a human life after all. Wen Lan Sheng attempted suicide, it’s reasonable for me to go and show concern.” Rong Xiu untied his robe, his soft fine hair hanging down covering his forehead and his cold sharp eyebrows. His tone was like freshly cut sour lemons, acrid to an alarming degree even without tasting, just from the smell alone.

Fan Xia smiled helplessly: “Alright then. But you just stand outside later, I’ll go in alone.”

The city center was still bustling even in the deep night. The street lamps along the road were like neon dragons, winding and measuring the night. Half an hour later, Fan Xia arrived at the hospital emergency room.

After inquiring about the patient’s information at the nurse’s station, the nurse immediately said: “Are you Miss Fan Xia? The patient has passed the critical period and was just moved to a ward. He’s in bed 1302. But you need to be careful, the patient’s emotions are very unstable now, and his body is very weak due to excessive blood loss. Don’t stimulate him at all.”

“Alright, thank you.” Fan Xia politely thanked her and walked towards bed 1302. Rong Xiu followed behind silently, like a shadow that devoured everything.

As soon as the two walked away, the young man next to them immediately pulled the nurse who had just spoken to Fan Xia and said: “Did you see that man? Doesn’t he look like our group’s CEO Rong Xiu?”

The young nurse widened her eyes: “The CEO? I didn’t notice.”

The young man said: “Were you just staring at Miss Fan Xia and daydreaming? I secretly looked at him for a long time, it’s definitely the CEO. Why is he here? And together with Fan Xia? That suicidal guy was muttering Fan Xia’s name when he was unconscious, which means Fan Xia should be his girlfriend. But in the middle of the night, the one coming to the hospital with his girlfriend is actually another man. What do you think their relationship is?”

“This, this, this… I don’t know either. They should just be good friends, right?” The young nurse mumbled vaguely. As a man, he had an innate sensitivity to relationships between the sexes, and immediately had an answer in his heart, but didn’t dare to say it out loud due to Rong Xiu’s status.

“Tch—coming to the hospital together in the middle of the night? What great opposite-sex friends, able to live together?” The young man left the nurse’s station carrying a nursing tray.

“Hey, where are you going?” The young nurse hurriedly asked.

“I’m going to change the patient’s dressing.” The young man gave her a look, but in reality, he was using the excuse of changing dressings to go eavesdrop on gossip.

Private hospital wards are usually single rooms. Fan Xia found room 1302, the door slightly ajar, a pure white bed curtain blocking the view of the bed. Wen Lan Sheng’s weak voice came from inside.

“Nurse, has my wife-master come? Have you contacted her?”

“We’ve already contacted her. She said she’ll come to see you soon.” The nurse’s voice was gentle with a hint of sympathy: “What insurmountable obstacle is there in life that you had to attempt suicide and joke with your own body?”

Wen Lan Sheng cried weakly: “You don’t understand.”

“Brother has been through it all, what don’t I understand? Men your age cutting their wrists, there’s only one possibility—suicide for love. Women are mostly fickle and unfaithful, falling in love with every new person they meet. If you’ve been hurt, you should cut your losses in time, not attempt suicide for an unworthy woman. While you’re here torturing yourself, she’s probably off enjoying herself in some other man’s warm embrace.”

Wen Lan Sheng’s voice trembled weakly, with a soft cry like a sick cat: “You don’t understand. Although she has other men, it’s just for fun. We have many years of feelings. It’s because I didn’t do well that forced her to cheat. It’s all my fault. I just want her to come back.”

The male nurse pursed his lips: “But she has a soft and fragrant little third now, she doesn’t love you anymore.”

Wen Lan Sheng sobbed: “But as soon as she heard I attempted suicide, she immediately said she’d come to see me. It shows she still cares about me in her heart. As long as she has me in her heart and is willing to start over with me, I can do anything. Even if it means being together with that man too.”

The male nurse fell silent instantly. After changing the dressing, he got up holding the nursing tray, unable to resist muttering: “Really a love-obsessed brain, beyond saving. Even willing to serve an unfaithful woman together with the third party? If I were him, the first thing I’d do is drag out that third party and beat him up.”

He turned around and almost bumped into Fan Xia.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” The male nurse hurriedly apologized. Seeing Rong Xiu behind her with a face so dark it seemed about to drip ink, he recognized his identity. His mind went blank, too nervous to speak.

Fan Xia smiled and stepped aside to make way for him: “It’s alright.”

The male nurse nervously passed by her. Watching them enter the room, he leaned against the wall, panting heavily, muttering to himself: “Why is the CEO here? And with… Could it be?”

The male nurse quickly left the center of the storm.

Hearing Fan Xia’s voice, Wen Lan Sheng propped up his weak body and pulled open the annoying bed curtain: “Xia Xia, is that you? Have you come to see me?”

“Yes.” Fan Xia came to the bedside, but didn’t sit down beside him. Instead, she leaned against the wall opposite the bed, her cold white face reflected on the icy white wall.

But Wen Lan Sheng smiled, his pale lips revealing a childlike innocent smile: “I knew you would definitely come to see me. Xia Xia, I’ve finally waited for you. I’m so happy.”

“I’m not happy at all.” Fan Xia said coldly: “Wen Lan Sheng, I’m telling you for the last time, we’ve already broken up. We have no relationship anymore.”

Wen Lan Sheng’s smile froze on his face. Disregarding the IV needle in the back of his hand, he struggled to kneel up, as fragile as if he would shatter at a touch: “Why? Xia Xia, why are you treating me like this? I already know I was wrong. As long as you come back, I’ll agree to anything. I-”

“I know you like me, and also like Senior Rong Xiu. I won’t blame you. We can live together. Xia Xia, I don’t mind at all. As long as you come back, okay?” Wen Lan Sheng reached out towards Fan Xia in vain, the thick white bandages on his wrist seeping with alarming crimson.

“Not okay. Wen Lan Sheng, what makes you think I would accept?” This absurd proposal only made Fan Xia want to laugh. She felt no emotion at all and impatiently walked towards the door: “Don’t use this kind of method to force me to see you again. I hate it very much. And this is the last time I’m coming to see you. If you use this suicide method to threaten me again in the future, I won’t pay any attention to you.”

With that, Fan Xia left directly.

“No! Xia Xia, you’re leaving!” Wen Lan Sheng tumbled out of the hospital bed, the crimson on his wrist bandages growing larger and darker. He cried as he tried to chase after her, but was pushed back towards the bed by Rong Xiu, making a dull thud.

Rong Xiu’s thin lips curled in mockery, smiling coldly: “Keep playing your tricks. Fan Xia won’t fall for them.”

Wen Lan Sheng lay sprawled on the ground pathetically, blood already flowing down his wrist. Teardrops glistening with hatred flashed in his eyes: “It’s all because of you. If it weren’t for you, Xia Xia would never have left me. You sl*t!”

“I’m a sl*t?” Rong Xiu grabbed a fistful of Wen Lan Sheng’s hair, his narrow eyes full of viciousness: “That’s right, I am a sl*t. I’m going to snatch Fan Xia away from you, because you’re not worthy of her at all!”

“To actually dare to use suicide to gain Fan Xia’s sympathy…” Rong Xiu viciously flung Wen Lan Sheng’s hair away, standing up to look down at him sprawled like a dog. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he raised his foot and ground it hard on Wen Lan Sheng’s bleeding wrist: “You only know how to act weak and pitiful like a white lotus, seeking sympathy. If you really wanted to commit suicide, why call 120? Wouldn’t it be better to just die quietly?”