After staying in the hospital for so many days, An Lan breathed a deep sigh of relief when the doctor finally agreed to discharge her.

She didn't like the smell of the hospital, especially not! When she was packing her things, she was in a happy mood and couldn't help but hum a song.

It was a very popular song, and it was said that it was written by a singer who had a serious car accident and almost died.

Although she escaped, she became disabled, with her ears deafened and both legs amputated.

After experiencing all the hardships, she wrote this song.

This song is very inspirational and touching. An Lan was deeply touched after hearing it accidentally and started to learn it.

Feng Yu walked to the door of the ward and heard her singing. His footsteps paused slightly, and suddenly something seemed to flash in his mind.

Soon, he couldn't catch it.

An Lan didn't know there was an uninvited guest. She packed her things and turned around. When she saw the figure walking outside the door, she frowned almost inaudibly.

"Mr. Feng." After greeting him politely and distantly, she stood there and looked at him.

Feng Yu's tall figure walked towards her, glanced at her packed luggage, and asked in a low voice with coldness: "Are you going to be discharged from the hospital today?"

"Yes."

After a simple question and answer, Feng Yu didn't ask any more questions, and An Lan didn't say anything either. He sat on the edge of the hospital bed, picked up his phone and took a look.

He looked at this uninvited man from the corner of his eyes, wondering what he wanted to do when he suddenly arrived?

The silent and awkward atmosphere lasted for a while. An Lan became a little impatient. She stood up and looked at Feng Yu and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Feng, what's the matter?"

Feng Yu seemed to have finally come to his senses. He looked at her with his narrow eyes and said solemnly: "Thank you for saving Feng Ning."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at An Lan's legs, which were still covered with gauze, and continued: "I heard from the doctor that your wound is quite deep and will leave scars after it heals. You will need skin grafting and cosmetic surgery."

"Yeah." An Lan nodded lightly and glanced at his calf nonchalantly. It didn't matter to her whether there was a scar or not.

"As a reward for saving Feng Ning, you can ask for anything you need. Within my ability, I will not refuse anything that can satisfy you. At the same time, this matter ends here."

An Lan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, raised a nice smile on his lips, and asked: "Mr. Feng means that I have everything I want, right?"

"Yeah." Feng Yu's face was a bit cold, and he didn't even look at An Lan anymore.

Having worked hard in the business field for many years, he knew very well how tempting the conditions he offered were, and how many people would take the opportunity to ask for huge benefits.

However, money is just a number to him now. Within the scope that he can accept, he will not refuse An Lan.

"Mr. Feng is so generous." An Lan smiled, but her eyes were sarcastic and cold. Then her smile faded and she said coldly: "My request is very simple. Mr. Feng will definitely do it."

"I hope I will never see Mr. Feng again. If unfortunately I do, please pretend you don't know me and don't need to say hello. At the same time, you can rest assured that I will not ask for repayment or ask for anything from you.

One penny. It was my voluntary choice to save Feng Ning, and you have already paid for my hospitalization expenses during this period, so you no longer owe me anything."

"From today on, we don't owe each other anything!"

The decisive voice coupled with her cold and determined expression caught Feng Yu's eyes and suddenly stirred up his memories.

In his memory, An Lan once looked at him with cold and decisive eyes, gritted his teeth and told him resolutely that they would not owe each other anything in the future.

Different faces and the same words overlapped in an instant, and Feng Yu thought he saw An Lan in a trance.

After An Lan finished speaking, he ignored Feng Yu, picked up his luggage and walked out.

Outside the door, Xia Ruoqi, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, stepped out and greeted with a smile on her face: "Lan Xin..."

The moment her eyes came into contact with Feng Yu, the smile on her face froze, as if she was shocked.

An Lan was a little surprised to see Xia Ruoqi's appearance. She glanced at Feng Yu again, then ignored the two of them and left directly with her luggage.

Feng Yu and Xia Ruoqi were the only two people left in the ward. She walked up and greeted: "Mr. Feng, hello, I am Xia Ruoqi..."

However, Feng Yu ignored her and didn't even look at her.

Xia Ruoqi watched helplessly as Feng Yu passed her by. She suddenly raised the corners of her lips and said in a low voice: "I have also witnessed my loved ones die one by one... How does it feel to almost lose a loved one now?"

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Feng Yu paused, and turned to look at Xia Ruoqi, but she had already turned away, and from a perspective that he couldn't see, the corner of the woman's mouth curled up...

Feng Yu stood there, unable to relax for a long time.

Witnessing my loved ones die one by one...
Chapter completed!