Can We Say No to Divorce?-Chapter 693 - 443 Extra Bounced Up (2)

So, the wealthy heir had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

Zheng Tong watched how he drove the guy away with just a few words, and she looked at him adoringly: "Wow, you’re so amazing!"

Indeed, being a lawyer is really different! Although it’s not exactly entrapment, he used a conspiratorial approach to lead the guy into a trap, which is essentially the same idea.

Duan Feixun looked at her: "Tired, aren’t you? Work’s over!"

"I want to stay busy a little longer, there are still many customers," Zheng Tong looked towards the clinic.

Duan Feixun whispered in her ear: "Seems like you weren’t tired enough last night, still got the energy to work today?"

Zheng Tong’s face turned red, how could this guy be so improper even in public?

"I’m not talking to you anymore!" Zheng Tong huffed and walked towards the clinic.

Duan Feixun closed the car door and went in with her. When he arrived, several dentists saw him and he greeted them, just like he used to.

He pushed open the door to Zheng Tong’s office, where she was still wearing her white doctor’s coat. He moved to her side and, as if by magic, took out a box of egg tarts and placed them on her desk.

"Wow!" Zheng Tong joyfully took one to eat, having been too busy lately to buy her favorite egg tarts.

After eating two, knowing that he didn’t like sweets, Zheng Tong thought of offering them to her colleagues, but Duan Feixun said: "There are two boxes outside for them, enough to share."

"You bought some for them too?" Zheng Tong was delighted, as those colleagues were also her good friends and it was great to share the goodies.

Duan Feixun sat down on the sofa: "They are your right-hand men, of course, they deserve it."

Zheng Tong teased him by holding an egg tart to his mouth: "Have one!"

Duan Feixun is from the north and doesn’t like sweets, while Zheng Tong is a true southerner, harboring a sincere love for desserts.

"I’m saving room in my stomach, I’ll have dessert tonight!" His reference to "dessert" carried a double meaning; Zheng Tong was his real treat.

Zheng Tong glared at him coquettishly: "Stop being so naughty!"

After eating another one, she asked: "Where did you go to work? Can you drive?"

"I went to the law firm," Duan Feixun said. "Driving is no problem."

"Ah..." Zheng Tong was drinking water and nearly choked, coughing uncontrollably.

Duan Feixun gently patted her back, "Take it slow..."

To Zheng Tong, this was a huge shock; he could drive and work at a law firm, which meant, had his intelligence recovered?

"Wait a minute..." Zheng Tong immediately looked at him, "Feixun, have you already recovered..."

Duan Feixun was a bit embarrassed; after all, he wasn’t sure if Zheng Tong would be upset if he disclosed it now. He cherished the time they spent together too much and didn’t want to have another disagreement with her. As he hesitated, Zheng Tong thought he hadn’t recovered and looked awkward and slightly sad, prompting her to quickly say: "It’s okay even if you haven’t recovered, I was just asking. Feixun, don’t take it to heart!"

Duan Feixun gazed at her, and she continued: "Even if you haven’t recovered, look how you scared off that profligate just now, his face turned green with anger, you’re still the most awesome!"

Listening to her comforting words, he stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Tongtong, I wonder how much good karma the Duan Family ancestors must have accumulated for me to meet such a wonderful woman like you in this lifetime!"

Zheng Tong, however, pushed him away with a laugh: "Stop being so cheesy! I can’t take it! I still have some work to handle. Do you want to go home first, or wait for me in the office?"

"I’ll wait for you," Duan Feixun said. "I’ll also read some books, trying to catch up to the firm’s requirements sooner."

Zheng Tong nodded: "I believe you won’t have any problems."

All of a sudden, Duan Feixun felt an immense sense of achievement; how happy a servant must be when Her Majesty pats his head tenderly!

So, in front of the Queen, he shall continue to play the man with diminished intelligence!

...

Hospital.

Gu Qingchen had just come out of the operating room when he received a notification of a woman who had been hurt in an accident being rushed to the emergency room; he immediately headed back to the operating room.

Ever since Yang Junyi’s accident, he had become even busier.

And Yang Junyi’s cornea still needed to wait for someone else’s donation; his vision recovery wouldn’t happen overnight.

Gu Qingchen donned his surgical attire, and just as he was about to enter, a girl blocked his way, "Doctor Gu, I beg you, you must save my sister... "

"I will do my utmost to save her," Gu Qingchen nodded.

"Sister..." Yang Wanlin, lying on the stretcher for emergency care, said weakly to Yang Wanyin, "If I don’t make it, give my eyes to him..."

"Don’t think like that! You can make it... Wanlin..." Yang Wanyin cried, "Dad and mom are also on their way here, you can definitely make it, Wanlin, hang in there!"

Yang Wanlin was taken to the operating room, while Yang Wanyin collapsed to the ground. This morning, Yang Wanlin was on her way to Yang Junyi’s place to play piano for him, when unexpectedly, someone dropped something from height, hitting her in the head with a beer bottle...

When the parents hurried over, Yang Wanyin and her parents hugged each other, "Dad, Mom, my sister is still in the emergency room... "

"How could this happen?" Yang’s mother fainted immediately, "Who is so immoral to drop things from such a height?"

The Yang family had only two daughters; the older one was already working, and the younger one was still in university. This sudden tragedy plunged an ordinary family into unprecedented grief.

While the sister was yet to be resuscitated, the mother had fainted; other doctors and nurses quickly came to help.

Little did they know that the words Yang Wanlin spoke would be her very last in this world.

Gu Qingchen recognized Yang Wanyin, the woman who played the piano at the wedding, "Wanyin, I’m very sorry, we couldn’t save her..."

"My sister..." Yang Wanyin could not believe this outcome; her lively and hopeful sister, was she really gone from this world?

A family overwhelmed with sorrow in the hospital, despite the doctors and nurses being used to farewells of life and death, still found it hard to bear.

Bei Ran also hurried over, consoling Yang Wanyin and her family.

"Wanyin, what did your sister say at the end?" the mother asked sorrowfully.

With tears, Yang Wanyin said, "Mom, my sister said if she couldn’t be saved, to donate her eyes to him... "

"Who’s ’him’?" the mother sobbed, "Was she in love?"

Yang Wanyin shook her head, "I don’t know, she didn’t get the chance to say..."

Zhuo Yufeng was also dealing with the falling object case, looking at the evidence in his hands, among which was Yang Wanlin’s cellphone, "Check the cellphone, see if we can find any clues?"

Yang Wanyin unlocked the phone, and after entering the passcode, she saw the last call, made just minutes before the accident. Looking at the contact labeled ’Doctor Yang’, she made the call.

"Hello, Wanlin..." Yang Junyi stood by the window, "Have you arrived?"

Yang Wanyin couldn’t help but break into tears, "I’m not Wanlin..."

"What happened to Wanlin?" As a doctor, Yang Junyi was particularly sensitive to life and death, and he immediately felt something bad had happened!

"She..." Yang Wanyin couldn’t continue.

Bei Ran took her phone, "Wanlin is gone, she just passed away..."

"How could it be?" Yang Junyi’s world darkened even further in an instant, he staggered back several steps until he hit a chair, where he finally stopped. She said she was coming over to play piano for him!

He had initially suggested going to school to listen, but Yang Wanlin insisted, saying that it was inconvenient for him due to his eyesight and that she would come to him instead.