Chapter 76

Chapter 76

On Wednesday morning, Shen Tingzhou drove to the hospital to pick up Su Yu's test results.

Just as he arrived at Qin Si's office, the door suddenly opened and a hand reached out from inside, pulling Shen Tingzhou in.

Shen Tingzhou was pressed against the door by Qin Si, who was wearing a white coat. As Qin Si leaned in, Shen Tingzhou's nerves jolted, and he instinctively crossed his arms defensively over his chest.

Qin Si locked the door and glanced at Shen Tingzhou, who was in a defensive stance.

He frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

"I should be asking you what you're doing, sneaking around like this!" Shen Tingzhou watched Qin Si warily. "You're not going to kidnap me and make me your cat's temporary litter box cleaner, are you?"

Hearing Shen Tingzhou mention "your cat," Qin Si scoffed.

"Back when you were mooching off my cat at my place, you called it Xiao Tiantian. Now that you have new cats, you call them 'your cats.' Ha, men!"

Shen Tingzhou felt a momentary pang of guilt, "It's not like that..."

Now that he had a new family, he needed to keep a distance from other cats for the sake of harmony.

Qin Si continued to silently burn Shen Tingzhou with his "you scoundrel" gaze.

Shen Tingzhou coughed and changed the subject, "Why did you call me here?"

Qin Si finally became serious and lowered his voice, "Fu Yusheng is back."

Shen Tingzhou: ?

In college, Shen Tingzhou, Qin Si, and Fu Yusheng lived together in a mixed dormitory. Shen Tingzhou studied clinical medicine, Qin Si studied basic medicine, and Fu Yusheng studied oral medicine.

They were roommates for only a year and a half; in the second semester of their sophomore year, Fu Yusheng went abroad and changed his major. He is now a psychologist.

A while ago, Qin Si had just complained to him about Fu Yusheng falling in love with his patient.

Shen Tingzhou asked, "Did you run into him?"

Qin Si furrowed his brows, "Not exactly. He came to work at our hospital and changed his name. He's now called Xia Ming."

Shen Tingzhou was taken aback, "He even changed his last name?"

Qin Si looked at him with a complex expression, "You need to understand that in his country, dating a patient as a psychologist is not only unethical but also illegal."

Shen Tingzhou immediately felt the situation was tricky. Could the patient Fu Yusheng dated be planning to sue him?

Finally understanding what was troubling Qin Si, Shen Tingzhou patted his shoulder, "So, you want to know if I should tell the leadership at your hospital about his situation?"

Fu Yusheng might have hidden this from the hospital.

Qin Si shook his head, "Not entirely. He's now an assistant physician. You don't know how awkward it is when we meet. It seems like he's been avoiding me too."

Shen Tingzhou: "He changed his last name, so the last thing he wants to see is someone he knows."

Qin Si: "He's changed a lot. He looks so down and out that I didn't recognize him at first. So, doctor-patient relationships are risky and can lead to big trouble..."

Thinking of Shen Tingzhou's relationship, Qin Si added, "You're an exception."

Shen Tingzhou didn't take it personally and patted Qin Si's shoulder again, "You've really got it tough."

Fu Yusheng's relationship could be considered a significant medical malpractice. Qin Si was caught between his old friend and the hospital, torn on both sides.

Qin Si sighed, "I hope he resigns himself. If he stays here, it'll be very awkward for me."

Young Master Qin works only for comfort and ease. If he's uncomfortable here, he might move somewhere else.

But this hospital offers good pay and light work, which Qin Si enjoys, so he doesn't want to leave.

After venting his frustrations to Shen Tingzhou, Qin Si felt a bit better and waved him away.

For Qin Si's ungrateful behavior, the vengeful Xiao Shen took the fluffy, comfortable pillow.

Looking at the bare chair, Qin Si's lips twitched.

He opened the door and shouted down the corridor, "Shen, were you a bandit in your past life? Last time it was a keychain, and now it's my pillow. I'm going to report you to the Medical Association!"

Shen Tingzhou felt no guilt, thinking this was his well-deserved compensation. Consulting a psychologist would cost much more than this.

This pillow was practically made for Shen Tingzhou—fluffy, soft, with top-notch fur quality.

Xiao Qin may not be a great person, but his taste is excellent!

Feeling pleased, Shen Tingzhou took a shortcut out of the hospital. As he passed through the garden, he heard a familiar voice—

"What are you doing here? Did you come to see if I'm dead yet?"

At the end of the hospital garden, a strikingly handsome young man sat in a wheelchair, with lush green vines hanging beside him. The vibrant greenery did nothing to soften his domineering demeanor.

Facing him stood a man with a scholarly aura, his warm eyes behind glasses, his lips slightly pursed in apparent exasperation.

It was Ling Yun's brother, Lingzhan.

Shen Tingzhou immediately thought of several keywords: *Heart Disease*, *A Small Shock to the Entertainment Industry*.

A few days ago, Lingzhan tweeted that he would donate his organs after his death, which dominated several trending topics.

The person talking to Lingzhan was his former assistant. The heart in Lingzhan's body was donated by the assistant's deceased partner.

Wen Yuansong watched the angry Lingzhan and sighed softly in his heart.

"It was your sister who asked me to come and check on you. You should still take good care of yourself; there's still a small concert next month, isn't there?"

Wen Yuansong's explanation did not calm Lingzhan's anger but had the opposite effect.

"Since you listen to her so much, why don't you go see her? Why bother me with your fake concern?"

Wen Yuansong felt a deep sense of helplessness. "Don't get too worked up; it's bad for your heart."

Lingzhan's anger intensified as he gritted his teeth. "Are you hoping I die now? If I die, you can reclaim this heart and transplant it into someone who listens to you, someone you can control, and then you can turn them into He Yu!"

Wen Yuansong's eyelashes trembled, and his lips slowly tightened.

Lingzhan felt he had hit a nerve. "Sure enough, I knew you couldn't have good intentions. You were aiming for this all along."

Wen Yuansong did not explain anything and turned to leave.

Lingzhan suddenly stood up from his wheelchair and chased after Wen Yuansong, continuing his cold taunts. "Caught you, huh?"

Shen Tingzhou thought something was wrong with Lingzhan's legs, but seeing him walk so briskly, he was genuinely surprised.

What agile legs, what a sharp tongue.

Lingzhan's words came out like machine-gun fire, relentless. "Now you're speechless, no longer pretending? Let me tell you, I won't fall for your tricks. You'll never turn me into He Yu."

Shen Tingzhou felt that if Lingzhan weren't so tall and strong, he would probably get beaten up every day because of his mouth.

Wen Yuansong ignored him and continued walking forward.

As Lingzhan's words grew more hurtful, Wen Yuansong finally could not bear it any longer and stopped.

In his rage, Lingzhan did not expect this and nearly collided with Wen Yuansong's shoulder. His eyes widened in surprise.

Wen Yuansong turned to look at him, a hint of anger in his expression. "You don't need to speak so harshly."

Lingzhan curled his lip and let out a sneer. "Why stop pretending to be so caring?"

Wen Yuansong's face darkened completely, but even when truly angry, his upbringing prevented him from lashing out like Lingzhan.

He lowered his voice, speaking in a muffled tone. "If you don't want to see me, I won't come over anymore. Mr. Ling, may you have a bright future."

Wen Yuansong maintained his composure and walked away without looking back.

Lingzhan stood there, his chest heaving, and then pursued him relentlessly.

"Who cares about your blessings! Don't pretend to be a good person in front of me. You only revolve around me because of He Yu's heart. Can you honestly say you haven't thought about turning me into another He Yu, your second lover?"

"Wen Yuansong, you disgust me!"

Just as he finished speaking, someone rushed out from ahead and kicked him in the stomach.

Lingzhan, who had been beaten up many times since childhood, reacted quickly and grabbed the person's knee. The attacker seemed experienced, bending their knee to hit Lingzhan's ribs.

Lingzhan's face tightened, his heart throbbed painfully, and he gritted his teeth, pushing the person's knee upward.

Shen Tingzhou was about to leave when he saw someone suddenly appear and start fighting with Lingzhan, leaving him puzzled.

Who is this?

The young man stumbled, almost falling, but Lingzhan, despite the pain, grabbed his collar and raised his fist to punch him. Wen Yuansong cried out—

"Don't hit him!"

Lingzhan paused, looking instinctively at Wen Yuansong.

In that moment, the young man kicked him hard in the knee.

Lingzhan's left leg buckled, his eyes flashing with anger, and he twisted the young man's wrist forcefully.

The young man's hand was twisted behind his back, his brows furrowed in pain, and he tried to bite Lingzhan's wrist.

Lingzhan quickly pulled his hand back, his eyes icy cold, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight seriously. But Wen Yuansong stepped in front of him.

More accurately, Wen Yuansong placed himself between Lingzhan and the young man.

Lingzhan glared at Wen Yuansong. "Did you bring him here? When did you start associating with such a hooligan?"

The young man looked to be fifteen or sixteen, thinner than his peers, but strong. His eyes showed a ruthlessness beyond his age, and his fighting style was street-smart.

While Lingzhan was talking, the young man took advantage of his smaller size and kicked Lingzhan again from the side of Wen Yuansong.

Though the kick was not powerful, it left a clear shoe print on Lingzhan's clean coat.

Lingzhan exploded in anger. "Move aside! I'm going to teach this little punk a lesson today, or I'll change my name!"

Wen Yuansong knew Lingzhan's temper well. "We'll leave right away."

Hearing his protective tone, Lingzhan's anger seeped through clenched teeth. "So concerned about him, does he also have one of He Yu's organs?"

Wen Yuansong's tight lips moved slightly.

The young man remained calm. "Yes, my corneas were donated by Mr. He."

Shen Tingzhou was deeply impressed. Mr. He was truly remarkable, saving two people at once.

Shen Tingzhou also wanted to donate his organs after death, contributing his last effort to the world.

Lingzhan stood frozen, staring at the young man's eyes, his breathing becoming more rapid.

Finally, he glared at Wen Yuansong, his face extremely pale. "No wonder you left me, finding someone new to control. Wen Yuansong, you really can't wait, even for someone so young. You..."

A crisp slap interrupted Lingzhan's next words.

Lingzhan's head tilted to the left, and a red mark slowly appeared on his face. His expression was blank, as if he hadn't expected the person in front of him to strike him.

Wen Yuansong's eyes were filled with a deep silence, but his slightly trembling hand betrayed his true emotions.

"You're childish, bad-tempered, unreasonable, and vindictive."

With every word Wen Yuansong spoke, Lingzhan's heart tightened, as if the heart that didn't belong to him was rejecting his body.

Lingzhan felt numbness in his limbs and had difficulty breathing.

But he refused to show weakness, glaring fiercely at Wen Yuansong to display his aggression.

"But I never thought He Yu's heart shouldn't be in you." Wen Yuansong pressed his hand against Lingzhan's chest. "Because with your strong will to live, you made it beat again."

After his surgery, Lingzhan lingered at death's door for a long time, with critical condition notices piling up like snowflakes in his family's hands.

But in the end, Lingzhan woke up, truly taking control of this heart.

He Yu donated his organs to help those who wanted to live, see the light, run freely, and breathe.

Lingzhan was one of those people.

Despite his family's objections, he practiced martial arts, played sports, and pursued music, refusing to succumb to his illness. He wanted to be the best rock musician with a heart condition.

Lingzhan often said, "I would rather die on stage than lie quietly in bed all my life."

So even though the chances of successful surgery were low, he still chose to undergo it.

He Yu's heart went to someone who wanted to live, even if that person had a bad temper. Wen Yuansong had never been angry about it.

But now Lingzhan was abusing his heart and his life.

Wen Yuansong angrily grabbed the front of Lingzhan's shirt, pulling him closer, his bloodshot yet determined eyes staring into Lingzhan's.

"If this is how you treat your life, then die quickly. No one will feel sorry for you. If you remember why you got this heart, stop complaining and go where you should."

Lingzhan's pupils constricted, his breath caught in his throat, staring at Wen Yuansong in shock.

Wen Yuansong said no more, released Lingzhan, and left.

The young man did not immediately follow. He glanced coldly at the pale, silently trembling Lingzhan.

"I won't be as ungrateful as you. I am forever grateful to Brother Wen and Mr. He. I will use the eyes Mr. He gave me to protect Brother Wen and watch him be happy. If you bully Brother Wen again, I won't let you off."

With that, he went to catch up with Wen Yuansong.

Lingzhan stumbled and fell to the ground. Shen Tingzhou hurried over and called for medical staff.

When Ling Yun heard the news and drove back, she pushed open the ward door to find Lingzhan barely alive.

Ling Yun couldn't understand. "Didn't I give him five million to be with my brother? How is it still like this?"

Shen Tingzhou: ...

This must be how the rich react—throwing money when they disagree.

After failing to get any information from Lingzhan, Ling Yun paced anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.

"Is my brother going to be completely ruined? He survived heart surgery, and now this? It's too pathetic, not like our Ling family!"

The more she talked, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but slap Lingzhan.

Lingzhan still showed little reaction, but a very clear handprint appeared on his face.

Shen Tingzhou...

Being Ling Yun's brother seemed quite pitiful.

Shen Tingzhou looked at Lingzhan lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale.

Wen Yuansong performed Lingzhan's second heart surgery. If Lingzhan could survive as he did last time, he could live normally.

If not...

-

Leaving the hospital, Shen Tingzhou drove to deliver the test reports to Su Yu.

Although he had the fingerprint code for the house, Shen Tingzhou rang the doorbell as usual.

Soon, the door opened.

Seeing Yu Jurong, Shen Tingzhou recalled what Zhou Zitan had told him yesterday—

"My brother says I'm not gay, so I can't sleep with him anymore."

Shen Tingzhou suddenly couldn't meet Yu Jurong's eyes, unsure if he knew about this "bad news." Given Xiao Zhou's character, he probably would have informed him... right?

Shen Tingzhou avoided Yu Jurong's gaze, nodded slightly, and walked into the living room.

Just a few steps away, Yu Jurong's voice came from behind, "Has Doctor Shen spoken to Little Tan recently?"

Shen Tingzhou was startled, wondering how he knew.