Chapter 687: Chapter 687
The couple has been busy with this matter these past few days, from viewing the house to finalizing the purchase and completing the procedures, all done by the two of them.
The names of the four children were placed on four property deeds.
Fan Xiuying felt incredibly fulfilled in her heart.
She truly did not expect to have such luck in her lifetime, with all four children able to stay by her side, and now purchasing homes for them all together.
Although each family will live their own lives, they are close to each other. They frequently visit one another’s homes and communicate often, so even if one day the couple closes their eyes, the relationships among these children will become even closer.
Even Tang Yuan, Baozi, Zhaodi, Ladi, and Nuonuo Da Niu will develop deep bonds among themselves.
A family full of unity, harmony, and peace.
This is the big family they long for.
Even if the couple closes their eyes now, they will be satisfied.
They’ve been very busy lately.
Meanwhile, Fang Xiaohui’s home welcomes Song Mohuan’s colleagues.
Wang Zhihe and three or four other doctors and nurses came to visit Song Mohuan’s home.
Wang Zhihe is not an arrogant person.
He usually keeps a low profile.
Otherwise, at this point, no one would know that the seemingly unremarkable and kind Doctor Wang actually has an influential father-in-law as the deputy director.
When he visited, not only did he bring gifts and fruits.
Because he is friendly, he even proactively helped Fang Xiaohui with cooking.
Fang Xiaohui couldn’t help but be secretly surprised; such a person is smooth in dealing with others, with a strong backing, so if Song Mohuan lost to him, it wouldn’t be unjust at all.
If not for herself, Song Mohuan would’ve surely lost this time.
Fang Xiaohui took the chance when no one was paying attention to cast an Unlucky Talisman.
The food prepared by Fang Xiaohui was very sumptuous.
Plus, the couple welcomed everyone warmly, making everyone feel truly at home as they joyfully finished their meal and scattered back home.
The next day, Wang Zhihe didn’t come to work.
Song Mohuan found out that Doctor Wang had an accident on his way home yesterday, sitting on the bus. The bus suddenly crashed into a roadside lamppost, and the lamppost hit the spot where Doctor Wang was seated.
He was completely unconscious.
Now he is lying in the hospital ward.
The doctors from the same department discussed this big incident and decided it would be inappropriate not to visit him, so they spontaneously organized and pooled money to buy some gifts.
A few people accompanied each other to visit Doctor Wang in the ward.
Song Mohuan naturally went along as well.
Arriving in the ward, they discovered that Doctor Wang was awake, but looked very miserable.
The injuries seemed severe.
The doctors also said that in Doctor Wang’s current state, the recovery period would be at least three months, and even after recovery, there’s a possibility that his leg would have lasting disability.
Song Mohuan’s face remained serious, but his heart was ecstatic.
In the same department, only this Doctor Wang had the qualifications to compete with him, others were not his opponents at all.
It was simply a perfect stroke of luck.
He still solemnly urged Doctor Wang to take care and not worry about the work in the department.
Back home, he shared this good news with Fang Xiaohui, who also smiled contentedly, comforting her husband, saying that it seemed like destiny was ensuring his promotion.
Feeling satisfied, Song Mohuan began treating himself as the soon-to-be head of the department.
His colleagues in the department also tacitly agreed, since the biggest competitor, Doctor Wang, was no longer present. If not this Doctor Song, who else could it be? The department only had these two with enough qualifications.
For a moment, Song Mohuan felt he could command winds and rain;
Meanwhile, Fang Xiaohui found herself confronted after work.
Getting off the bus, Fang Xiaohui felt like someone was following her.
It made her uneasy; she was just a weak woman, if anything were to happen, her Unlucky Talisman wouldn’t help her much.
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If she wanted to attack others or defend herself, relying on these items was completely useless.
These items were meticulous in craftsmanship, only the Unlucky Talisman seemingly had immediate effect, while others had some time efficiency.
Fang Xiaohui quickened her pace towards home; from the bus stop, she had to walk over a thousand meters, including a slope and a dimly lit alley.
Usually, she returned home early and didn’t pay attention to these, but today she was late due to working overtime, and by the time she returned, it was dark and the streets were sparse.
If something were to happen, she wouldn’t even manage to call for help.
Indeed, she heard footsteps behind her, getting faster and evidently catching up to her. Fang Xiaohui began to run.
She cherished her life dearly; she had painstakingly got a second chance and wouldn’t want it to end .
Her good days were just beginning.
She didn’t want everything to become a mirage.
She didn’t hear any sound, maybe it was her auditory illusion, nor did she see anyone.
In what seemed like a split second, a damp big hand covered her mouth, while another arm encircled her body tightly, dragging her forcefully into the alley.
Fang Xiaohui instinctively resisted, kicking and trying to make sounds to call for help.
Hoping someone would notice her.
But his hand tightly covered her mouth.
The wind stinging her face as the wall scratched her foot.
In terror, she kicked even more desperately.
This couldn’t be happening!
What was this person trying to do?
She didn’t have anything worthy of being kidnapped for.
She broke free of a hand to claw at his face, only catching a scarf with her fingers.
He cursed, throwing a punch into her neck.
The intense pain made her head slightly dizzy.
In confusion, she felt they reached the alley’s end, and he dragged her behind an abandoned building.
He roughly pushed her face against the wall.
She wrestled one hand free to brace against the ground to prevent her face from directly scraping the wall.
The wall scrapped her palm, yet she felt nothing.
His hand still covered her mouth, her face pressed into the wall, his hefty body bearing down on her from behind.
"Fang Xiaohui, Nurse Fang, you live quite a good life. Now, shall we settle some scores?"
A voice like a demon’s made Fang Xiaohui shiver.
The only fish that escaped the net from the police raid.
"Let me go first! We can talk things over; in this state you’re in, it’s easy to get caught."
Knowing it was Brother Yong, Fang Xiaohui became somewhat less worried.
This man was a wanted criminal, surely life wasn’t easy for him outside, and since he came to her, it must be for money.
Fang Xiaohui had been worried all along that Brother Yong would be discovered sooner or later.
Those photos would eventually be exposed.
But for her to find Brother Yong, where could Fang Xiaohui start in this vast sea of people?
Now that Brother Yong had shown up on his own, it was a given.