<h4>Chapter 792: Chapter 527: Nanxi, how did I end up falling into your hands? _1</h4>


    Sometimes, Nanxi felt that life was indeed very fragile.


    A person from birth to death, a long period of time, if they can make it through this journey without disease or disaster, that is truly a blessing from Heaven.


    ...


    Nanxi and Lu Yinchu went to the hospital together the next afternoon.


    The sunshine that day was good, the blown wind felt so incredibly soft, Nanxi got off the car on the way to buy a bouquet from the flower shop.


    In the flower shop, she asked Lu Yinchu, "What kind of flower does Han Qing like?"


    Lu Yinchu shook his head, "I don’t know!"


    Nanxi stuck out her tongue, and asked again, "Then what color of flower does she like?"


    Lu Yinchu: "I don’t know."


    Nanxi: "How do you not know anything!"


    Lu Yinchu: "I know you like sunflowers!"


    Nanxi: "..."


    She didn’t speak, but her heart was sweet!


    In the end, Nanxi bought a bouquet of lilies, the elegance of the lilies reminded Nanxi of her first impression of Han Qing.


    Actually, her first impression of Han Qing was quite good.


    Such a beautiful and dignified woman, in Nanxi’s eyes, was truly stunning and a match for Lu Yinchu.


    If they hadn’t be adversaries, and all fallen in love with the same man, would they have had the chance to be friends?


    She didn’t know, and couldn’t know, because they had be what they are now.


    But she didn’t hate Han Qing that much, what was there to hate? After all, she was just a woman who lost herself in love!


    She was a very pitiful woman!


    ...


    Getting off at the hospital, Nanxi asked, "Have you called Mr. Han? Will hee?"


    "I’m not very sure, but I’ve said what should be said!" He paused, and then said, "Nanxi, you should know, many things are not up to us!"


    Nanxi bit her lip and didn’t speak.


    When they arrived at the ward floor, the two of them looked up and saw Xiaoxin pushing a wheelchair not far away. The man in the wheelchair was Han Wengang!


    Han Wengang looked very haggard, his eyes were downcast, and he didn’t say a word. Xiaoxin looked up and saw Nanxi and Lu Yinchu. She gave them a surprised look and then greeted them, "Mr. Lu, Miss Gu, you are here!"


    Her gaze was particrly moving!


    She had seen the press conference a few days ago.


    She had always wondered why Nanxi, who used to be Li Weihuan’s girlfriend, was now with Lu Yinchu.


    But after the press conference, she was deeply impressed by Lu Yinchu. It was a man who could wait for a woman for eight years!


    Nanxi was truly lucky and blissful!


    "Hmm!" Lu Yinchu responded lightly, "We came to see Han Qing!"


    "Han Qing? Qing! My Qing..." Before Xiaoxin could respond, Han Wengang sitting in the wheelchair suddenly became agitated. Especially when he looked up and saw Lu Yinchu’s face, he immediately struggled to stand up from the wheelchair!


    As he struggled, he shouted, "It’s you, you hurt my daughter, you hurt her, you hurt my Qing, you..."


    That expression, as if he wanted to have Lu Yinchu for a meal.


    Nanxi was so frightened that she quickly backed away, while Xiaoxin and the nurses and doctors who rushed over not far away hurriedly held Han Wengang.


    Xiaoxin apologized to Lu Yinchu: "I’m sorry, Mr. Lu, Uncle Han has been mentally unstable since his car ident. Please understand..."


    Lu Yinchu immediately frowned, recalling what Han Qing had said about how her mother died in a car ident to save her. Han Wengang had always thought it was she who caused her mother’s death, so he had been harsh to her all these years!


    It seemed currently Han Wengang loved his daughter deeply, and this car ident probably reminded him of his wife, which stimted him!


    He is another pitiful person!


    After Han Wengang was taken away by a nurse and doctor, Nanxi held Lu Yinchu still somewhat taken aback.


    Nanxi suddenly asked, "Lu Yinchu, if Han Qing passes away, what will Uncle Han do?"


    Lu Yinchu’s brows furrowed, his hand that was holding Nanxi’s tightened. When they reached Han Qing’s ward, Nanxi was still a little nervous, sweat was even visible on her palms.


    She was a little scared.


    Scared that her appearance would stimte Han Qing. The emotions of patients are always unstable, and it’s clear that Han Qing is very ill at the moment!


    "Don’t be afraid, it will be fine!"