Chapter 13

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“So the repayment you want is a fully nude portrait of yourself? Even if it’s the kind that might be exhibited all over the world?”

Fang Yan was shocked by the conclusion she came to. Cheng Zheng was the head of the medical Department. Would he be interested in such a refreshing and refined way of becoming famous?

Cheng Zheng suggested seriously, “Maybe you should talk louder. That way, everyone will know about this in advance.”

Fang Yan looked at the people in front and shook her head. It didn’t seem like they had heard.

However, Cheng Zheng’s request seemed to have solved another problem for Fang Yan. After all, Director Cheng’s figure looked very well-endowed. From Fang Yan’s professional point of view, he should be the type who would look thin when dressed and definitely have abs when undressed.

Jiang Lan’s surgery was tentatively scheduled for a week later.

Other than stabilizing Jiang Lan’s condition as much as possible, Cheng Zheng also had to consider the working hours of himself and the other doctors, as this was an urgent surgery. He could squeeze his rest time to the limit, and he could owe his colleagues favors, but he could not interfere with the surgery arrangements of the other patients.

When Cheng Zheng found Fang Yan, she was in a daze on the flower bed on the small balcony on the third floor.

“It’s the monthly season. Head Nurse Liu planted it. If you had come a month earlier, it would have been the flowering season.”

Fang Yan looked at the person who came and said loudly, “I know. I can draw all kinds of Chinese roses with my eyes closed!”

It was her mother’s favorite flower.

When Jiang Lan asked Fang Yan about Cheng Song, Fang Yan only gave ambiguous responses.

Jiang Lan had always lived in China and had never seen Cheng Song. Fang Yan had mentioned him a few times, and Jiang Lan was very satisfied with his ability and family background.

Although Jiang Lan didn’t say anything, Fang Yan knew that her grandmother really wanted to see her get married.

Fang Yan’s heart was in a mess, but when Cheng Zheng interrupted her, her thoughts magically broadened.

“It seems that you have a special fondness for the monthly season.” Cheng Zheng waved his hand, and a can of milk tea was set steadily in Fang Yan’s arms.

Fang Yan shook her head with a smile. “It’s not me. It’s my mother. She loved Chinese roses the most when she was alive.”

“I’m sorry.” Cheng Zheng apologized sincerely for accidentally bringing up this topic.

“It’s okay. I’m not a little girl who likes to cry. I just miss her a little.” Fang Yan took a sip of milk tea and bent down to smell the vigorous leaves.

Fang Yan told Cheng Zheng that the last time they met, her mother was holding a large bouquet of Chinese roses.

However, there was an explosion at the resort. The fire spread extremely quickly, as if everything had fallen into hell.

Fang Yan and her mother were separated.

Fang Yan met a little boy who was also separated from his family and pulled him away.

Later, the tourist who was rescued along with her told Fang Yan that her mother was the first to run out, but she was the last to be rescued. She couldn’t find her daughter outside no matter what, so she rushed into the fire without looking back and encountered a second explosion.

This story made Cheng Zheng’s heart tremble.

“Do you regret it?” Cheng Zheng asked.

“Regret saving him?” Fang Yan seemed to have heard a funny question. “You don’t even know. That boy fell to the ground, and the fire burned through the soles of his shoes and almost burned his pants. He didn’t even know how to run. If it weren’t for me, he would definitely have died!”

Cheng Zheng: “But if you had come out earlier, you might have encountered your Mom earlier. She wouldn’t have died.”

Fang Yan thought about it.

It had never occurred to her before.

The clouds in the distance were dyed red, like flames that filled the sky. The leaves of the Chinese rose swayed and touched her soft fingertips, but Fang Yan did not feel it at all.

Just as Cheng Zheng began to regret his question, Fang Yan suddenly felt relieved. “Mom wouldn’t blame me. If she was alive, she would definitely save the boy with me.”

Cheng Zheng did not expect this answer. All these years, he had repeatedly asked himself such a narrow-minded question.

It was rare for Fang Yan to see the sharp-tongued Director Cheng in a daze. She teased, “Director Cheng, are you free now? You came to chat with me.”

Cheng Zheng came back to his senses and looked at her with a smile. “I’ll go back now. It seems like I can’t slack off at all. Someone is constantly supervising me. However, I might have to spend all my time in a pile of documents for the next few days. If you have any problems, you can look for Xiao Song and Head Nurse Liu or call me.”

Cheng Zheng asked for Fang Yan’s phone and put his number in.

Fang Yan knew that he was busy with her grandmother’s matters. After a few hesitations, she asked, “Is it really only 50%?”

Cheng Zheng could not spout nonsense when it came to this illness. He could only promise, “I’ll definitely do my best.”

That night, Fang Yan had a cute and scary dream.