Chapter 227: Chapter 227

Su Li gently knocked on the door and walked in.

The smell of disinfectant was stronger in the hospital room, along with the ticking sound of instruments in the silent air.

Su Li’s heart suddenly tightened with nervousness.

Su Li’s voice abruptly stopped, staring blankly at the man on the bed with a breathing machine.

The man looked very handsome, an elegance between manhood and youth, with a complexion as pale as a white sheet.

He bore some resemblance to Feng Huaijin but lacked Feng Huaijin’s lazy arrogance, adding a touch of softness.

His eyes, vast like a sea of stars, looked at her and suddenly contracted, as if seeing something unbelievable.

Su Li was utterly confused. This... this isn’t Feng Huaijin! The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel✶fire.net

Even if he looked a bit like Feng Huaijin, he definitely wasn’t Feng Huaijin!

The next second, a woman’s sharp voice came from behind: "Hey, who are you?"

Su Li’s face turned beet red, hurriedly placed the flower basket down, and stammered, "I’m sorry."

The middle-aged woman gripped Su Li’s arm tightly, angrily scolding, "Who let you in here? Feng Huaijin? What are you here for? To see if our Ci Ye is dead... you dog..."

The woman’s scolding was filled with undisguised hatred.

Su Li suddenly thought of the photo she had saved, and the man lying in the hospital bed... really resembled him.

Su Li’s mind buzzed; she... she had encountered Fourth Master Feng?

Feng Huaijin always said she was a spy sent by Fourth Feng’s Feng Ciye?

Su Li couldn’t help but turn to look at the man on the hospital bed. He was staring at her intently, his hand clenching the white sheet beneath him, with long fingers turning pale as if wanting to sit up.

However, he had no strength, utterly unable to move.

Su Li’s heart panicked, hurriedly said to the cursing woman, "I’m sorry, I took the wrong way, I went the wrong way."

After speaking, Su Li immediately fled from the hospital room.

The woman continued to curse at Su Li’s retreating figure.

Finally, after finishing her scold, she turned around and saw the young man on the bed, stunned.

"Ci Ye, you... you woke up? Doctor! Get a doctor!"

Suddenly, the third floor of the west wing descended into chaos, people stumbling over each other.

Feng Ciye had woken up.

Feng Ciye had indeed been in the hospital, with no prior awakening. This was the accurate news Feng Huaijin received after returning to Yanjing.

So... Su Li was really not a spy for Feng Ciye, had no relation with him whatsoever.

On this point, Feng Huaijin was very satisfied.

Then he heard that Feng Ciye, staying in room 302 of the west wing, had seemingly woken up, and Feng Huaijin sneered repeatedly.

He really has a strong life force.

Feng Huaijin took out his phone and called Su Li, his tone somewhat unfriendly: "Why aren’t you here yet?"

Su Li seemed a bit helpless and said, "Sorry, wait a moment, I’m buying some things before coming up."

She had just given Feng Huaijin’s carnations to someone else’s hospital room.

Now she couldn’t just rush back to the room to retrieve them, she had to buy another bouquet.

Holding his phone, Feng Huaijin walked to the window and glanced outside.

In the crowd below, Feng Huaijin immediately spotted the girl in the white dress, holding a parasol in one hand and her phone in the other.

Feng Huaijin’s Adam’s apple gently rolled as he said, "Wait for me where you are."

Su Li’s soft voice carried confusion: "Weren’t you exhausted and hospitalized? Can you come out to meet me?"

Feng Huaijin: "...??"

When did he get hospitalized from exhaustion? Where did she hear that rumor?