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Chapter 518: Fang Zichen’s health worsens!

Chapter 518: Fang Zichen’s health worsens!

The Han couple and Chu Xing having attended the auction, finally found refuge in a hotel nestled within the heart of the vibrant capital city of C Nation. The bustling streets and the lively atmosphere outside stood in stark contrast to the quietude that enveloped the hotel lobby.

As they entered the hotel, the ambiance shifted to one of sophisticated tranquility. Soft lights bathed the lobby in a warm glow, and the subtle hum of conversations added to the refined atmosphere. Fang Zichen was tired by the activities of the day and thus her body needed rest.

They had booked a suite with two rooms for the three of them. Upon entering the suite, the living area unfolded into a tastefully designed space, adorned with modern furnishings and soft, neutral tones that created an inviting atmosphere. A plush sofa and chairs surrounded a sleek coffee table, inviting moments of relaxation and reflection. The expansive windows offered a view of the city lights, casting a warm glow on the interior.

The suite seamlessly transitioned into the private quarters. The master bedroom, reserved for Han Cheng and Fang Zichen, boasted a luxurious king-size bed adorned with crisp linens and a selection of plush pillows. The room itself exuded an understated elegance, offering a serene retreat for the couple.

Adjacent to the master bedroom, the second room was carefully arranged for Chu Xing’s stay. Though not as expansive as the master suite, it maintained the same level of refinement, featuring a comfortable bed and amenities to ensure her comfort during their time in C Nation.

The shared living space served as a focal point, facilitating moments of togetherness and shared experiences. The suite’s thoughtful layout allowed for both shared moments and personal retreats, offering a balance between connection and solitude.

As Chu Xing stepped into the opulent suite, her eyes widened in amazement at the lavish surroundings. She couldn’t help but marvel at the grandeur before her. The realization of the stark contrast between this lifestyle and her previous experiences stirred a mix of emotions within her. The allure of wealth, privilege, and comfort was palpable, and the spark of desire increased in her eyes.

In that moment, standing in the midst of luxury, the yearning for a life Chu Xing could have never dreamed of surged within her. The prospect of being a part of the Han family, with all its opulence, fueled a growing greed in her heart.

As she gazed around the suite, the desire for the position of the Han family’s daughter intensified. The lifestyle she witnessed became a symbol of the life she craved, and her ambitions for a place within the family hierarchy burned brighter than ever.

The Han couple failed to notice the greed and desire in Chu Xing’s eyes. They thought that since she had not lived this lifestyle, she was just amazed to see everything.

Fang Zichen asked her husband and Chu Xing to freshen up first.

Each room within the suite offered its own private space for the family members to retreat and rejuvenate. The bathrooms, adorned with sleek fixtures and adorned with a selection of high-end toiletries, provided a haven for relaxation. The sound of running water and the comforting scent of luxurious soaps and shampoos filled the air as they each embraced the opportunity to wash away the weariness of the day.

After freshening up, all of them sat in the living room when Han Cheng spoke up, "Zichen, I need to head to a branch of Han Corporation for a quick inspection. I will be back soon. You must take care of yourself. And if you need anything, contact me anytime."

He then said to Chu Xing, "Xing’er, please take care of Zichen in my absence. If there is any issue, contact me immediately."

Both Fang Zichen and Chu Xing nodded at Han Cheng’s words. Chu Xing shared a reassuring look with Han Cheng, silently conveying her commitment to ensuring Fang Zichen’s well-being during his brief departure.

Han Cheng gently kissed his wife, "I won’t be long. Take the time to rest, and I’ll be back soon."

Fang Zichen smiled and nodded.

*

The hotel suite, once bustling with the energy of shared moments and quiet conversations, fell into a hushed stillness as Han Cheng left for his brief inspection at the Han Corporation’s branch in the capital city of C Nation. Left alone, Fang Zichen and Chu Xing found themselves in a shared space.

Fang Zichen, reclining on the plush sofa, asked Chu Xing with a soft smile, "Xing’er, how has your experience been so far? Is everything okay? Are you comfortable with the atmosphere here?"

Chu Xing, ever cautious with her words, responded in measured tones, concealing the underlying currents of ambition that swirled within her. She replied with a reassuring smile, "It’s been quite an experience. The auction, the hotel—everything is beyond my imagination. Although it was novel for me, it was something worth experiencing. Aunt, thank you for bringing me here. If not for you, I couldn’t even imagine of witnessing all this."

Chu Xing and Fang Zichen chatted for while before Fang Zichen’s expression changed. A sudden pallor washed over her features, and a visible discomfort contorted her usual serene demeanor. Chu Xing, attuned to the subtle shifts, immediately sensed that something was amiss.

Chu Xing asked in a concerned voice, "Aunt, are you okay? Do you need help?"

Fang Zichen, grappling with an unexpected surge of pain, attempted to dismiss it with a reassuring smile, "It’s nothing, just a momentary discomfort. I’ll be fine."

But the pain persisted, intensifying with each passing moment. Chu Xing, recognizing the severity of the situation, decided not to take any chances. With a sense of urgency, she reached for her phone and dialed Han Cheng’s number, her voice tinged with anxiety.

Chu Xing spoke frantically, "Uncle, something’s wrong with aunt. She’s in pain, and I don’t know what to do!"

Han Cheng, on the other end of the line, felt a surge of panic coursing through him at the news about his wife’s deteriorating health. His heart skipped a beat, and a knot tightened in his stomach.

Han Cheng took a deep breath and said with a controlled urgency, "Chu Xing, stay calm. I’ll be there as soon as possible. Ask the hotel for medical assistance immediately. Check if there’s a doctor on call. I’ll arrange everything. Just take care of Zichen."

Chu Xing, her hands trembling, nodded even though Han Cheng couldn’t see it through the phone, "Okay, I’ll get help. Please hurry back, uncle."

As Han Cheng rushed through the corridors of the Han Corporation branch, his mind raced with worry. The distance between them felt like an insurmountable barrier as he grappled with the fear of the unknown.

Han Cheng spoke with a reassuring tone, "Chu Xing, I’ll be back as soon as I can. Don’t worry. Take care of Zichen, and make sure she gets the medical attention she needs. I trust you to handle this until I arrive."

Chu Xing, still on the verge of panic, found solace in Han Cheng’s assurance. She nodded, even though he couldn’t see it, and rushed to contact the hotel for immediate medical assistance.

*

Qin Yan found out the information about the hotel where the Han family was staying. Determined to seize this opportunity to meet Fang Zichen, she made her way to the hotel.

In the lobby of the hotel, a subtle undercurrent of murmurs and exchanged glances circulated among the staff, creating an atmosphere of tension that caught Qin Yan’s keen attention. As she approached the concierge desk, the whispers seemed to dance around her, elusive and cryptic.

[Did you hear about the situation in Suite 305?]

[Yes, there’s some kind of emergency. Medical assistance has been called.]

[Who’s in there? What happened?]

[It’s a guest named Fang Zichen. I myself called for an ambulance. Something’s not right.]

Qin Yan, pretending to engage in her own conversation with another hotel staff member nearby, strained to catch every fragment of the conversation. Qin Yan’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of a medical emergency. Concern etched across her face as the bits and pieces of information sparked a growing unease within her.

[Fang Zichen? Isn’t she with the Han family?]

[Yes, she is the wife of Mr. Han. Her condition seemed serious. The young lady who was with them was panic-stricken for the whole time.]

[The Han family might be rich to book a suite. I think nothing will go wrong with Mrs. Han. After all, they have enough money to get the best treatment possible.]

[Yes, anyway she was rushed to the Angel hospital. It is the best hospital in the country.]

[True, if the Angel hospital does not have the capacity to save Mrs. Han, then no other hospital in the country can even try.]

Hearing the name of the hospital by chance, Qin Yan did not waste any more time and departed towards the Angel hospital.