Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 287

Fu Lingye was taken aback.

He hugged her thin and frail body tightly, “Endure a little more, I'll take you out.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Fu Lingye's eyes were bloodshot, full of anger and pain... his vision was complex with emotions and piercing.

Mu Tongrui could not stop bleeding.

Fu Lingye did not carry her on his back but hugged her tightly to his chest. With his body, he protected her small frame from the fire.

Mu Tongrui felt an unprecedented sense of security in his arms.

In his chest, she lifted her pale face laboriously, and said, “Lingye, the fire is too strong, you can't escape if you carry me. I am very happy that you've come to save me... but I... I don’t want you to die here with me... you should go...”

“Mu Tongrui, what nonsense are you spewing!” Fu Lingye yelled at her sharply.

Mu Tongrui buried her face in his arms and never said anything of that sort again. Instead, she hugged him tighter.

Just as the fire was at its peak, a suspended log with raging fire slammed down from the ceiling.

Fu Lingye held Mu Tongrui tightly in his arms, protecting her...

Mu Tongrui was in a coma for the entire day.

When she woke up, she was weak and pale.

The first thing she thought of was Fu Lingye.

“Lingye!”

At this moment, a nurse entered her ward to change her IV drip.

Mu Tongrui grabbed the nurse's hand, “Nurse, where is my husband? How is he?”

The nurse hurriedly pushed her back onto the bed and said, “Don't move too much, you've just lost your child, and now your body is still very weak. Also, your lungs are filled with a lot of smoke. You need to rest.”

Her child...

Mu Tongrui's eyes trembled.

She stretched out her hand and slowly touched the flat belly.

After all that, the child was gone.

“Your husband, is he the one with the surname Fu?”

Mu Tongrui's returned to the present, “Yes, how is he, where is he?”

“He... he's in critical condition.”

“What did you say?”

In an instant, Mu Tongrui's face was as white as a sheet.

“Don't be too pessimistic, perhaps…”

Upon hearing the nurse's words, she was even more agitated. She pulled her blanket away and got out of bed to look for Fu Lingye, “I want to see him! Nurse, let me see him!”

“You have to stay in bed! Don't come down! You...”

Mu Tongrui was worried. Pulling out the infusion tube on the back of her hand without a care, she bolted out of her ward barefooted.

After running out, she looked around for Lingye.

“Lingye! Lingye!”

She randomly grabbed someone in the hallway and asked, “Do you know which ward Fu Lingye is in?”

Seeing that she was wearing a hospital gown, barefooted and emotional, people in the corridor thought she was a lunatic with mental problems.

The nurse in the ward finally managed to catch up with her. “Ms. Mu! Mu Tongrui! Stop her! She will cause trouble like this!”

Mu Tongrui stopped several nurses and asked, before one of them finally told her that Fu Lingye was in ward 9.

Mu Tongrui ran toward ward 9 and as soon as she reached the door, she saw medical personnel pushing a body covered with white cloth towards the door.

Mu Tongrui's blood froze.

This... Is this Ling Ye?

“Miss, please give way, we are going out.”

Staring at the body covered with white cloth, Mu Tongrui's tears fell rapidly.

“Lingye...”

Was he Lingye?

The nurse did say that he was in critical condition...so...

All of a sudden, she threw herself on the bed, crying, “Fu Lingye, wake up! You wake up! You said that we will never be separated! You can't just leave me like this... You promised me...you said...you will leave later than me...you said before...how can you go first...you said you want to take care of me for the rest of my life...how can you break your promise!”

Mu Tongrui lay on the side of the bed and cried hysterically.

The doctor and nurses next to her were helpless, “Miss, please stand up.”

“Miss, this gentleman is gone, please accept our condolences.”

Mu Tongrui was irrational, “I don't want any condolences... give Lingye back to me! Lingye... wake up! Look at me! Look at me!”

“Who asked you to save me! I don't want you to save me! You saved me... but... what am I going to do in the future without you... Fu Lingye... you're a terrible person! You don't keep your promises!”

Mu Tongrui's cries attracted many people to gather around.

An old lady said sympathetically, “Oh, this lady is so pitiful, her husband died at such a young age.”

“Miss, your husband has passed on, even if you don't believe it...”

Mu Tongrui lay there without budging.

Fu Lingye vaguely heard Mu Tongrui's voice and the ruckus nearby, so he walked over in his hospital gown.

“Excuse me.”

He pushed aside the crowd, and at one glance, he saw the little woman kneeling beside the 'corpse'.

With her back facing him, she was full of sadness, bawling her eyes out.

Fu Lingye glanced at the gawking crowd around her, pressed his temples with his fingers and felt a little embarrassed.

Walking behind her, he carried her from the back without saying a word.

Mu Tongrui struggled and kicked about her bare feet, “What are you doing! Do I not have the right to bid goodbye to my husband? Let me go! I forbid you to put his body in the morgue! Let go...I... “

When Mu Tongrui turned her head, words seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Fu Lingye's handsome face appeared in front of her alive and well.

“...”

Mu Tongrui was a little confused for a while.

Fu Lingye lifted her up, his dark eyes watching her deeply, and said hoarsely, “Your husband is not dead, and yet you're crying here, isn't it embarrassing?”

His voice was weak, but his eyes were piercing. Gentleness surged in his eyes.

Mu Tongrui stared at him blankly, without responding for several seconds, “You... are you really okay?”

“If something is wrong with me, will I still be able to pick you up so easily?”

“...”

Mu Tongrui burst into tears, staring at him blankly.

“I...I... I thought he...he...”

Mu Tongrui pointed at the person covered by the white cloth and said incoherently, her face reddening by the moment.

Embarrassed, speechless, confused...

Fu Lingye pushed her tear-streaked face into his chest, “Mrs. Fu, stop talking if you feel embarrassed.”

Mu Tongrui obediently buried herself in his arms.

Fu Lingye held her in an embrace and apologized to the doctors and nurses, “I'm sorry, my wife made a mistake.”

Then, he politely passed through the crowd, leaving a group of confused people in his wake.

Everyone speculated that the girl was not right in the mind. She was barefooted, crying and causing a scene when her husband was not even there!

That was...bizarre.

Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui and returned to his ward.

Only then did Mu Tongrui dared to show her face. With her face still moist from the tears, she looked almost pitiful.

“What is going on?”

Looking at her playfully, Fu Lingye teased, “Rui, whom did you criticize just now?”

He thought that he loved her very much and was very loyal.