Chapter 1567 - 1563: Why Haven't You Woken Up Yet

Below the characters "Fang Wushang," there was a tiny slot. Ye Qiu removed the badge pinned to his chest and swiped it across the slot. After a slight electronic beep, the door opened.

As soon as he stepped inside, Ye Qiu was enveloped by a refreshing floral fragrance. The room was adorned with many flowers unrelated to winter. There was a curtain hung inside the ward, and Ye Qiu slowly walked towards it.

Please let her wake up here—. Holding the curtain fabric, he prayed for a miracle to happen. Then he drew back the drapery.

A state-of-the-art full-care hospital bed. It was just like the one Ye Qiu had used before; even the mattress material was the same. The white sheets reflected the sunlight, emitting a faint glow. And in the center of the bed was—her, sleeping.

At first, when he visited her, Ye Qiu had such a thought: would she dislike being seen by him without consciousness? But these worries soon dissipated; she was simply too beautiful.

Her vibrant chestnut hair, as stunning as flowing water, spread around the mattress. Her skin was transparent and fair. Perhaps it was due to good care, but there was no trace of sickly color. A hint of rose adorned her cheeks.

Her weight had not decreased at all. The smooth curve from her neck to her collarbone was identical to her in that world. Pale cherry-colored lips, long eyelashes still quivering as if they were about to open. If only it weren't for the helmet wrapped around her head.

On that VR machine, there were three lit lights, one of which was green, blinking like stars in the sky, representing the fact that Fang Wushang was still alive.

Ye Qiu grasped Fang Wushang's hand tightly in his own, slowly feeling Fang Wushang's body temperature. It was the same sensation as before when Fang Wushang held his hand, yet Ye Qiu couldn't help but cry, because in the hospital, Ye Qiu stifled his urge to cry in front of Da and could only say in a choked voice.

"Wushang..."

The clock above the hospital bed reminded Ye Qiu that it was already late today, and he should leave.

"I'm leaving now, Wushang, but I'll come again."

After saying this to the sleeping Fang Wushang, Ye Qiu heard what seemed to be someone outside, and then the door behind him opened. Ye Qiu instinctively turned to look back, and two men walked in.

"Ah, isn't this Ye Qiu? Thank you for visiting Fang Wushang."

Standing before Ye Qiu was a middle-aged man who spoke gently to Ye Qiu. Looking at his graying hair and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Ye Qiu felt a bit of sympathy for this man.

This was Fang Wushang's father in this world, Fang Jiecheng.

Ye Qiu slightly lowered his head and said, "Hello, Mr. Fang, I'm terribly sorry to have disturbed you."

"Not at all; I should be the one apologizing. Thank you for visiting Wushang. I'm sure this child would be very happy if he knew, so thank you very much."

Fang Jiecheng came to the edge of Fang Wushang's bed, gently stroked Fang Wushang's hair with a very sad expression. After a while, Fang Jiecheng introduced another man to Ye Qiu.

"Ye Qiu, let me introduce you. This is my employee, responsible for the research work, named Lan Yang."

The first impression Lan Yang gave Ye Qiu was that of a particularly gentle person. He was very slender, dressed in a deep blue suit, with glasses framed in dark yellow on his somewhat long face. Through the thin lenses, his eyes were as slender as threads that seemed to always be smiling, youthful, appearing only in his early thirties.

Then the man extended his right hand to Ye Qiu and said, "Hello, I'm Lan Yang. You're the legendary Ye Qiu, right?"

"I am Ye Qiu. Nice to meet you."

Ye Qiu gently shook Lan Yang's hand but looked toward Fang Wushang's father. Seeing him at that moment, supporting his own chin with his hand and slightly lowering his head.

"...I'm terribly sorry. The game server can no longer be accessed. This matter is as intricate as a TV drama. He was like a son to me, but ever since it opened, he had no interactions with our family."

"Uh, President, this matter—"

After Lan Yang let go, he spoke to Fang Jiecheng.

"I plan to officially announce this matter to the public after some time."

"—if that's the case.... But, really, is it okay for you to continue like this? You're still quite young and full of hope. Exciting times lie ahead for you!"

"However, I've long made up my mind. I want to dress Wushang in the most beautiful clothes while she is still as lovely."

"I see. It seems you have resolved."

After saying this, Fang Jiecheng stayed silent for a moment, then glanced at Ye Qiu.

"Well then, I'll take my leave. Goodbye, Ye Qiu."

After Ye Qiu nodded, Fang Jiecheng turned and headed toward the door. The sound of the door opening and closing echoed again. Now, only Ye Qiu and Lan Yang remained in the ward.

Lan Yang slowly walked to the bedside, standing on the other side of Ye Qiu. He brushed Fang Wushang's hair upwards, making a slight noise. This act elicited a bit of aversion from Ye Qiu standing nearby.

"In that game, you were living with Wushang, weren't you?"

Lan Yang spoke with his head lowered.

"Yes."

"In that case, my relationship with you is a bit complicated."

Lan Yang raised his head, meeting Ye Qiu's gaze. In that instant, Ye Qiu realized his first impression of this man was wrong.

His narrow eyes and small pupils gave a sanpaku-eyed impression, with his mouth corners raised like a smile, projecting an impression of ruthlessness and harshness, sending a chill down one's spine.

"Just like we said earlier!"

Lan Yang seemed extremely bored as he laughed and spoke.

"So, you see...it's about my marriage to Fang Wushang."

Ye Qiu found himself unable to utter a word. In the moment, he couldn't quite grasp what this man was saying. But Lan Yang's words enveloped him like frigid air.

Finally, after remaining silent for several seconds, he finally voiced such words.

"Do you think I'll let you do such a thing?"

"Probably not; it's impossible to gain her approval in this state. But in documents, I'm the adopted son of the Fang family. Actually, Wushang has always disliked me."

Lan Yang poked Fang Wushang's cheek with his left forefinger.

"Fortunately, relatives aren't aware of this. If I proceed with the marriage, it's likely to face rejection from them.