I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 609: Didn't Know it was Poison

Chapter 609: Didn’t Know it was Poison

Translator: _Min_

Fu Jing slightly furrowed her brows, voicing her concern with a touch of worry, “You’ve just recovered; you might still be a bit weak. Perhaps you should rest for a couple more days.”

Fu Chuan shook his head, “I feel that I have recovered well, and the doctor also praised Chairwoman Gu’s superb medical skills, saying that I have no lingering aftereffects and can be discharged from the hospital now.”

Fu Jing still hesitated.

At that moment, the door to the hospital room opened, and Gu Dai walked in.

Upon seeing Gu Dai, Fu Chuan’s eyes brightened. He quickly asked, “Chairwoman Gu, can I be discharged now?”

Gu Dai looked at Fu Chuan, who was full of antic.i.p.ation, and then at Fu Jing, who was fraught with worry. Guessing the situation, she said, “Let me check your condition.”

Obediently, Fu Chuan nodded and extended his hand for Gu Dai to take his pulse.

After examining him, Gu Dai nodded, “Your recovery is swift; indeed, you can be discharged.”

Hearing Gu Dai’s confirmation, Fu Jing finally relaxed, “Fu Chuan, your quick recovery is largely thanks to the successful surgery Chairwoman Gu performed earlier.”

Fu Chuan’s eyes sparkled as he looked at Fu Jing, “Mom, since Chairwoman Gu says I can be discharged, may I go see Yang Ming?”

Fu Jing nodded, “Since you’re well now, go ahead. But I’ll be there just in case he tries to do something to you.”

Fu Chuan had no objections, nodding in agreement, “Alright.”

After his words, he added, “I’ll just talk to Yang Ming for a bit; it won’t take long.”

Gu Dai and Su Ting then led them to where Yang Ming was.

Yang Ming sat pale-faced on the bed, staring out the window. Upon hearing the door open, his expression remained unchanged, and he spoke indifferently, “If you want to kill me, get on with it.”

Fu Chuan’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he wiped the tears from his eyes, asking Yang Ming, “We got along so well in the past, looking after each other in the orphanage. Why did you agree to poison me for Li Yuan?”

Yang Ming abruptly turned to look at Fu Chuan, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng for a second before he buried his face, his voice m.u.f.fled but filled with relief, “It’s good you’re okay, really good.”

Stunned, Fu Chuan stepped toward him.

Noticing Fu Chuan’s movement, Fu Jing quickly grabbed his arm, “Fu Chuan, he might hurt you; don’t go over.”

Fu Chuan looked at Fu Jing and gently shook his head, “Mom, I believe he wouldn’t.”

Fu Jing was still worried, but seeing Fu Chuan’s resolute gaze, she slowly relented, advising, “Then be careful.”

Fu Chuan nodded lightly in response, “Okay.”

He walked over to Yang Ming’s bedside and crouched down, his voice soft, “Brother Yang Ming, you must have had your reasons, right? There might be some misunderstanding. I can’t believe you would really harm me.”

Yang Ming’s shoulders shook as he suppressed a sob, his tone cold, “There’s no misunderstanding. I intended to harm you. Just turn me into the police, or end my life now!”

Fu Chuan pursed his lips, insisting, “Brother Yang Ming, I won’t hurt you, and I believe you had your reasons!”

Yang Ming lifted his tear-streaked face, looking at Fu Chuan and asked in a m.u.f.fled voice, “I’ve already harmed you, almost killed you, why are you still so good to me?”

Fu Chuan softly replied, “Back in the orphanage, because I was underdeveloped and looked a lot like a girl, other kids bullied me. You never bullied me and always stood up to protect me. I believe you have a kind heart and wouldn’t really harm me.”

Yang Ming kept shaking his head, denying, “I’m not as good as you think. I’ve gambled and am in deep debt. I even agreed to spy on you for Li Yuan and poured the poison he gave me into your drink.”

Fu Chuan asked, “Did you know the poison Li Yuan gave me would kill me?”

Yang Ming fell silent, then said softly after a long pause, “Li Yuan told me it was just to make you sleep, but what does it matter if I didn’t know? I still hurt you.”

Fu Chuan didn’t respond to Yang Ming’s words but continued, “If you had known the poison could kill me, would you have still put it in my drink?”

Without any hesitation, Yang Ming urgently replied, “Of course not!”

Fu Chuan chuckled lightly, “Since you wouldn’t, that’s enough for me..”