Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 217: Be Careful

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Be Careful

On the second day of An Yin’s hospitalization, she called her counselor to request leave.

On the third day, the bandages covering her eyes were removed, but her eyes were still bloodshot, filled with red veins, which looked quite frightening up close.

Fortunately, the doctor assured her that it would clear up after some time, which put An Yin at ease.

Feeling bored in the hospital room, she considered going for a walk. When she opened the door, the person who had been watching over her immediately stood up, "Miss An, are you thinking of going out?"

"Just going for a walk." Seeing the other person’s anxious expression, An Yin didn’t want to make things difficult, "I’ll be back shortly."

The caregiver thought for a moment before standing up, "I will go with you then."

"No need." An Yin quickly extended her hand to dissuade the offer.

Seeing her agitation, the caregiver relented, "Alright then."

Only then did An Yin open the door.

Standing in the empty corridor, she took a deep breath. She was starting to feel moldy from being cooped up in the hospital room for days. As An Yin glanced around, she noticed nurses occasionally passing by, each nodding and smiling politely at her, which made her feel rather embarrassed.

With her head down, she walked towards the left side, noticing an open door at the end of the hallway with sunlight streaming in. She decided to go there to clear her mind.

With that thought, she quickened her pace!

When she blinked, it was still somewhat uncomfortable; the piercing pain had lessened quite a bit from the beginning but had not completely vanished.

At the end of the corridor, she discovered an expansive garden outside. An Yin didn’t stop when she saw the vast lawn.

She noticed that this garden was actually on the rooftop of the building, with glass surrounding all sides. An Yin was momentarily stunned by the scene in front of her.

Around her, nurses were slowly pushing wheelchairs with both the elderly and the young seated in them.

With curiosity and amazement, An Yin approached the greenery and flowers, becoming totally absorbed as she squatted down, unable to resist touching the flowers and plants, a serene smile gracing her face.

In a distant pavilion, a middle-aged man was pushing a wheelchair, worry etched across his face as he looked at the man sitting in the wheelchair.

"Sir, you will be informed if there is any news from that side. You are not well; there’s no need to go looking yourself," the middle-aged man sighed.

The man in the wheelchair was dressed in a light blue hospital gown, his deep eyes fixed on a patch of grass a few meters away. A young girl knelt there, occasionally reaching out to touch the flowers and plants on the roadside. The child’s innocent actions held his attention for quite some time, so much so that he didn’t even hear what the person behind him was saying.

The middle-aged man, seeing his lack of response, stepped back from the wheelchair and voiced his thoughts, "Sir, I believe Miss An is not in H City. Perhaps it’s because she didn’t want to be found by you that she chose to withdraw money from an ATM in H City." He had wanted to say this for a long time, thinking that Mr. Meng might have already considered this possibility but was unwilling to abandon any clues related to Miss An.

The man in the wheelchair, his cold and aloof eyes seemingly unfocused, held a few complex emotions within, while a persistent sense of solitude and desolation shrouded him, resembling a lonely old soul, imparting a deep sense of sadness.

"Is that all?" Meng Heming asked gravely.

The middle-aged man was startled but nodded honestly, "Yes."

"Regardless of whether she’s in H City or not, wherever she’s been, we must find her, even if it means turning the earth inside out." Meng Heming’s face took on a chilling air, making his stern visage even more menacing.

Even in a hospital gown, his chiseled features attracted the eyes of many nurses.

As a prominent figure in the business world of T City, Meng Heming was almost a household name, but in recent years, he had the intention of retiring, rarely attending important events. Most affairs were managed by his eldest son, leading many to speculate that the Meng Family’s eldest son was set to inherit his father’s legacy, resulting in numerous attempts to curry favor with him.

Yet, years passed, and Meng Heming remained firmly seated as the president of the Meng Corporation. Meanwhile, his eldest son, Meng Sihan, had been transferred abroad over the years, prompting rumors that the Meng Family’s eldest son did not have Meng Heming’s favor.

The gossip about the Meng Family was a hot topic in social circles, ultimately leading to the conclusion that no matter the discord between the father and son, with only one son, Meng Heming’s legacy would eventually be passed down to him!

This rooftop garden was offered by the hospital for special patients to relax and connect with nature. Patients not residing on the top floor were not entitled to access this place.

The middle-aged man retreated to behind Meng Heming, once again placing his hands on the wheelchair. The stubbornness in the gentleman’s words left him speechless.

Since Miss An disappeared, no one was more aware than he of how the gentleman had been living over these years. He was certain that if the gentleman were to leave this world without seeing Miss An, he would not rest in peace!

During this time, the gentleman had invested considerable manpower, resources, and finances in searching for Miss An, yet there remained not a single trace of her. As the gentleman’s subordinate, he had long since given up hope, yet the gentleman maintained his unwavering conviction that Miss An was hiding somewhere and that given enough time, he would be able to find her.

Over twenty years...

The gentleman had persisted for more than twenty years...

To no avail!

With his head bowed, the middle-aged man noticed a few strands of gray appearing faintly at the gentleman’s temples, and his eyes reddened; the gentleman had truly suffered too much over these years!

Miss An, please appear soon! The middle-aged man silently wished.

At this moment, he noticed that the gentleman’s gaze was fixed on the distant young girl, and he too could not help but observe her.

Having squatted on the ground for too long, An Yin’s legs had gone numb, and her head felt a bit dizzy when she tried to stand up. As her whole body started to topple to the side, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Careful."

As soon as the words were spoken, An Yin felt herself being tightly embraced. When she realized it and looked up at the person, their faces were very close.

After blinking twice, An Yin stared dumbly at the person’s prominent nose, then at their deep eyes. His gaze was like a bottomless pool, seemingly drawing her in, making her feel immersed.

Momentarily forgetting to react, An Yin was held by the man as they left the garden.

"Sir, isn’t that the Bao Family’s..." The middle-aged man had started to speak but quickly silenced himself after realizing he had spoken out of turn.

Meng Heming had naturally seen the person’s appearance too, his gaze narrowing slightly. Just now, the young girl in the arms of that Bao boy looked young. From the beginning, the girl had her back to him and was subsequently carried away by that Bao boy. Despite not seeing her face, from her figure, one could tell she must be a beauty. For some reason, though it was merely a fleeting glance, her slender silhouette left a profound impression on him, his mind involuntarily replaying that moment.