Zhao Lianjin was Wang Mingshuai's sworn brother!
He could certainly recognize the handwritten message from Zhao Lianjin.
Wang Mingshuai stared at the paper for a long time, then muttered, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Lianjin, how could you do this to me?"
"Mingshuai, wake up properly!"
Dai Pāipāi, with a look of disappointment on her face, took out her phone and opened the work group chat.
She still had the photos and chat records of Zhao Lianjin having Zhao Tong pretend to be her, to hold up tables for him, and so on.
It took a full half hour.
Wang Mingshuai finally accepted the cruel reality and roared like a wounded beast, "Zhao Lianjin! You son of a bitch."
Seeing that he was about to roll his eyes, Dai Pāipāi quickly urged him to calm down.
After his agitated emotions gradually subsided.
Dai Pāipāi said, "Mingshuai, now that you're awake, we must spare no effort to cooperate with the police to apprehend Zhao Lianjin. Otherwise, he'll be like a ghost, always coveting your property and your wife."
Wang Mingshuai's eyebrows twitched, and he said in a sinister voice, "I'll make him wish he were dead!"
"We'll talk about Zhao Lianjin later. For now, focus on recovering your health."
Dai Pāipāi changed the subject, "During your unconsciousness, if it weren't for Li Qianfan helping me, I might have been taken over by Zhao Lianjin. Similarly, if it weren't for him, you would never have been able to open your eyes again."
She had to let her husband know what hardships she had endured and what suffering she had gone through while he was incapacitated.
And who had helped her preserve Wang Mingshuai's fortune and her marriage.
Then she began her story from the day Wang Mingshuai was poisoned during his birthday celebration.
She continued all the way until last night, when Li Qianfan was escorting her home, discovered he was poisoned, rushed him to the hospital, and then spent six to seven hours, completely exhausted, to save him.
Dai Pāipāi's narration took a full hour and a half.
During this time, she spoke and gestured.
Wang Mingshuai watched her quietly, listening intently.
He noticed that every time she mentioned the name "Li Qianfan," her eyes would shine exceptionally brightly.
She even inexplicably said "my dad" twice.
Finally.
Dai Pāipāi asked, "Mingshuai, how do you think we should thank me and thank Li Qianfan?"
"A life-saving grace deserves endless repayment. However, we'll need to discuss this properly after I've recovered my strength."
Wang Mingshuai suddenly asked, "Pāipāi, how important is Li Qianfan in your heart now?"
"Of course—"
As Dai Pāipāi blurted out those two words, she suddenly realized something.
Her eyes flickered quickly, and she looked away, asking softly, "Mingshuai, you're not thinking too much, are you?"
"No."
Wang Mingshuai smiled and said, "You're right. If it weren't for him, the company and you would have been taken over by Zhao Lianjin long ago, and I would have been dead. I don't know how to repay such a great debt."
Dai Pāipāi's heart suddenly sank.
Their marital relationship was so good, and Dai Pāipāi understood Wang Mingshuai better than anyone.
Every word he spoke, every look, every unintentional small reaction, Dai Pāipāi could fully understand at the first moment.
"Mingshuai saw that Li Qianfan held a significant place in my heart. And it was a very large portion."
Dai Pāipāi was secretly startled, then remorsefully blamed herself, "This is all my fault. When I was telling him about those things just now, I was too excited about his recovery and overlooked these details."
She suddenly felt very guilty.
Because she knew very well how important Li Qianfan was in her heart now.
For several nights, she had dreamed of Li Qianfan rolling wantonly in the rest room of Pāipāi Fashion.
And amidst her uncontrollable cries of joy, she would wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat.
"Mingshuai, I'm sorry. I may have already betrayed you in spirit."
Dai Pāipāi pursed her lips and looked at Wang Mingshuai, who had closed his eyes, her mind in turmoil.
However, she knew very well!
Now that Wang Mingshuai had woken up, she had the most solid support in both reality and spirit.
Those unrealistic thoughts of the past had to be abandoned.
"Pāipāi."
Wang Mingshuai suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "My benefactor, you saved me after I was poisoned a second time. Then why didn't you save me the first time?"
Ah?
Dai Pāipāi was stunned and blurted out, "I don't know either. I'll ask him about it later."
"No need."
Wang Mingshuai gave her a deep look, then closed his eyes again and said, "Perhaps he had his reasons for not telling you?"
Dai Pāipāi immediately frowned.
She truly didn't understand why Li Qianfan hadn't saved Wang Mingshuai last time, but had saved him this time when he was critically ill after a second poisoning.
But Dai Pāipāi firmly believed that Li Qianfan must have had his reasons for doing so.
Whatever the reason, Wang Mingshuai shouldn't have asked that question!
"Does Mingshuai suspect that Li Qianfan didn't save him before because he had designs on me? Wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to possess me?"
Dai Pāipāi understood Wang Mingshuai's meaning, and her brows furrowed again. She wanted to say something, but he kept his eyes closed.
Alas.
Dai Pāipāi sighed inwardly, got up, and quietly walked out.
She needed to check on Li Qianfan.
She had personally witnessed how weak and exhausted Li Qianfan looked as he left the emergency room.
At the nurse's station outside the door.
Several medical staff were excitedly discussing how the son-in-law had shown his divine power last night, pulling a dead man back from the King of Hell.
Guangming Hospital's official website had even created a special program about it.
Interviewing Dr. Ma and others who participated in the rescue, they vividly recounted how Guangming Hospital's "miracle doctor son-in-law" had brought the dead back to life.
Any hospital would take advantage of such an event for publicity.
Wearing the slippers provided by the hospital, Dai Pāipāi went to the dean's office.
Su Ziyu was in a meeting, but the young secretary, Zeng Ting, was in the office.
"Secretary Zeng, hello."
Dai Pāipāi glanced at the door of the resting room and whispered, "Is Li Qianfan inside resting?"
After receiving an affirmative reply, Dai Pāipāi said, "I want to go in and see him, just for a moment."
"I'm sorry, General Manager Dai."
Zeng Ting interrupted her, "The son-in-law is very tired and is sleeping. Dean Su repeatedly instructed me not to disturb his rest. I hope you can understand."
Dai Pāipāi was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile, "Okay, I'll come to see him after he wakes up."
After she left the office, she looked up at the window.
Outside the window, the morning sun was bright.
But Dai Pāipāi inexplicably felt that it was the sunset.
As the sun set, darkness fell.
Ten-thirty at night.
Inside the woods of a small park.
As Zhao Tong walked in, Zhao Lianjin, who had been waiting for a long time, pulled her into his arms forcefully.
These past few days, he had possessed this woman at least four times every night.
Yet, he still felt insatiable.
However, Zhao Lianjin suppressed his strongest urges and asked Zhao Tong in an impatient tone, "Do you know how much pain and fear Pāipāi the cheap slut was in after Wang Mingshuai died? Has her spirit collapsed? Tell me quickly!"
"You know—"
Zhao Tong retorted, "Wang Mingshuai didn't die, and was actually saved?"