?Chapter 188: Chapter 188 The Pain of Amnesia   Chapter 188: Chapter 188 The Pain of Amnesia                                   Finally, after the doctors had asked all their questions, an elderly head doctor with white hair and a kindly face spoke, “We tentatively diagnose that Miss Fu Han has amnesia due to a serious blow to the head, but we need to conduct further tests to determine the specific cause. I’ll go and write up an order for Miss Fu. You go pay the fees, and then take her to get the tests done.”


    “I’ll handle the payment.” Su Cheng knew He Xing must be the one apanying Fu Han, and he promptly offered to take care of it, then followed the doctor outside without further dy.


    To everyone’s surprise, he hadn’t taken more than a few steps when Fu Han’s anxious voice rang out, “Su… Su Cheng, don’t… don’t go.”


    Her voice was low, barely above a whisper, but that faint sound seemed to ensnare Su Cheng from all sides like thes of heaven and earth.


    He turned to look at Fu Han, his heart softening into a mess, but he caught a glimpse of He Xing’s very unsightly expression out of the corner of his eye, looking darker than the bottom of a pot, and he forcibly swallowed the words that had reached his lips. In the end, he said somethingpletely different, “Fu Han, you don’t remember the past, and you need to have some tests done. I’m going to pay, and He Xing will stay with you.”


    He Xing immediately put on a smile, looking at Fu Han as gently as possible, “Xiaohan, don’t be scared, I’ll be with you.”


    This was the first thing He Xing said to her after she had woken up; until now, it had been the doctors conducting various tests, and he had watched over her anxiously from the side.


    But upon hearing this, Fu Han screamed in fright, reacting strongly and violently scooting away in the opposite direction of He Xing. If He Xing hadn’t acted with quick reflexes, she would have fallen off the bed.


    However, He Xing’s quick move to save herpletely terrified her. She fell backwards, her face stricken with horror, as she screamed as if her heart was being torn apart, “Get away from me, get away, I was wrong, I know I was wrong.”


    He Xing was stunned. He had never expected Fu Han to react like this upon seeing him, but now was not the time to ponder these things. He stepped back, trying to calm her, “Xiaohan, I’m going, I’m going, don’t hurt yourself.”


    Fu Han wasn’t listening to a word he said. Her gaze darted around frantically, and when she spotted Su Cheng, she immediately stretched out a hand towards him, “Su Cheng save me, please save me.”


    The abruptness of the situation had caught Su Chengpletely unprepared. Driven by instinct, he took a few steps towards Fu Han, but He Xing’s gaze stopped him in his tracks, and he hesitated at the foot of the bed, uncertain what to do.


    Struggling to sit up, Fu Han reached desperately towards Su Cheng with her free hand, like a drowning person clutching at thest straw.


    Obvious agony filled He Xing’s eyes as he looked on with heartache. Ultimately, he stepped back, turning to Su Cheng, “You stay here and look after Fu Han. I’ll go pay.”


    “That’s good, very good,” Fu Han immediately brightened up, gazing at Su Cheng with eyes as innocent and helpless as those of a small rabbit.


    When He Xing reached the door, he couldn’t help but look back. Su Cheng was already by Fu Han’s side, her hand tugging at Su Cheng’s clothes, a look of adoration clearly written on her face.


    For He Xing, the scene was nothing short of blinding. The pain in his heart was overwhelming, yet he couldn’t utter a single word, and with a heavy heart, he turned and left the ward.


    Whether it was undergoing tests or eating, Fu Han only recognized Su Cheng. She became noticeably more anxious when he wasn’t around.


    By contrast, whenever He Xing got within one meter of her, she became extremely nervous, irritable, easily angered, and emotionally unstable.


    No matter how He Xing tried to exin their rtionship as a couple, Fu Han’s hostility toward him didn’t diminish in the slightest; even when Su Cheng personally admitted that Fu Han and He Xing were indeed together, it was to no avail, as she just wouldn’t listen.


    She only trusted Su Cheng at this point, and only feared He Xing. As for others, like Nan Qing, she treated them as strangers; neither overly affectionate nor fearful towards them.


    In the end, even the doctors could do nothing but indirectly suggest to He Xing that he should refrain from appearing before Fu Han for the time being, as the doctor said it would be more beneficial for her condition.


    After trying many times, He Xing finally capitted.


    The online public opinion was a mess. Since Fu Han didn’t want to see him and Su Cheng had promised to take good care of her, He Xing simply decided to leave the hospital first.


    When he went to the underground parking lot to retrieve his car, he saw Nan Qing, who had left twenty minutes earlier, waiting beside his car.


    He approached her without a trace of emotion, “Aren’t you leaving? What are you doing here?”


    “I’m waiting for you, of course,” Nan Qing said straightforwardly, without beating around the bush, “Fu Han’s situation is tricky. I know you’re in pain, but for her sake, it’s best if you… restrain yourself until she remembers who you are.”


    He Xing had conceded to this when the doctor spoke, so despite his difort, he nodded.


    Nan Qing let out an almost imperceptible sigh. Truthfully, she felt some sympathy for He Xing at this point, but in her heart, Fu Han was more important.


    After thinking for a moment, she spoke again, “I can’t figure out why Fu Han is afraid of you. Maybe if you understand the reason, her attitude might change.”


    The Lamborghini roared out of the underground parking lot, its tires screeching against the ground with a piercing sound.


    No emotion was visible on He Xing’s exquisitely sculpted face as Nan Qing’s words echoed in his mind, each echo slicing through his heart like a knife.


    Of course, he knew why Fu Han was scared of him; it was because thest thing Fu Han had heard before she passed out was him yelling at her. He’d been so harsh; of course, she would be frightened.


    If he could turn back time, he would trade everything just to return to the moment before he’d made that call, swearing he would never speak a harsh word to her again.


    He would never forget the way Fu Han had looked at him as though he were an enemy, nor would he forget the look of dependency and trust in her eyes when she turned to Su Cheng. Every nce from her was a form of excruciating torture for him.


    When He Xing returned to the He Group building, he had regained his usual expressionless demeanor, his stoic face and bright eyes radiating a coldness that said ‘keep out’, asposed as someone who would remain unppable even if Mount Tai crumbled before him.


    It was well past closing time, and he encountered hardly anyone on his way, but the Public Rtions Department was still bustling with noise.


    Upon entering, He Xing was immediately assailed by the smell permeating the room—tobo, coffee, instant noodles, and other foods, creating an almost unbearable stench.


    Covering his nose, He Xing walked up behind Liang Tao, who was tirelessly tapping away at the keyboard, typing up a rification for today’s public opinion.


    “Your rification is too verbose. Who’s going to read it?” He Xing spoke out of the blue, his icy voice like a cold breeze skimming across ake.