Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 331: Can’t Wash it Off

Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Can’t Wash it Off

"Thank you, I’ll do it myself," Fu Han said as she struggled to get out of bed.

Her stomach still hurt terribly as if her internal organs had been displaced, the pain piercing her heart. But she felt dirty and didn’t want Nan Qing’s hands to get dirty too.

Although Nan Qing couldn’t clearly see Fu Han’s face, she could feel Fu Han’s discomfort. She wanted to stop Fu Han but feared that any unintended movement could cause her secondary harm.

Eventually, she went along with Fu Han’s wishes, allowing her to wipe her own body while Nan Qing could only place the basin on a chair to prevent Fu Han from bending too deeply.

Fu Han was like a robot, mechanically wiping her neck and chest over and over again with a towel. Her movements vigorous, her neck was already reddened but she seemed oblivious to the pain.

Nan Qing bit her lip hard, knowing that something must have happened to Fu Han. Fu Han wouldn’t speak of it, so Nan Qing didn’t ask.

Suddenly, Nan Qing realized something was wrong; large tears were falling from Fu Han’s eyes, splashing into the washbasin, causing water to splash around.

Nan Qing could no longer control her emotions. She grabbed Fu Han’s wrist and said with concern, "Fu Han, stop washing, your skin will break if you continue like this."

"I must be clean, I have to be" Fu Han’s voice was no longer as hoarse, but it was full of despair as she repeated, "I’m so dirty, I’m so dirty now, what should I do if I can’t get clean."

"Fu Han, calm down. I know you’ve been bullied, and if you really want to take revenge, you should fight back instead of torturing yourself." Nan Qing snatched the towel out of Fu Han’s hand and threw it into the water. The force was considerable, scattering water in all directions, some of it landing on Fu Han and Nan Qing’s clothes, but most of it splashed onto the floor.

The light gray floor, spattered with water, looked even more translucent, but the wet floor was so slippery that stepping on it could be dangerous.

"I’m sorry, Fu Han. I shouldn’t have said those things. I’ll go get you fresh water, and if you want to wash, I’ll stay with you," said Nan Qing as she took some tissues and began wiping the floor dry before heading towards the restroom.

Fu Han watched Nan Qing do all of this, tears constantly threatening to fall from her deep eyes.

Just as Nan Qing reached the restroom, Fu Han suddenly spoke, "No need, Nan Qing, you don’t have to fetch water."

That one sentence was like enormous encouragement for Nan Qing, who dashed out excitedly, "Fu Han, you’ve come to your senses, you’re going to take revenge, right?"

Fu Han slowly nodded: "Right, you’re right. Whoever hurt me, I should find that person." She paused and looked at Nan Qing, "Do you know where Xia Cheng and Xia Ning are?"

"They came while you were in the emergency room; they should still be nearby the hospital. Do you need me to look for them?" Nan Qing felt extremely uncomfortable just thinking about the Xia family; although she didn’t know what happened, the injuries sustained by Nan Qing and Bai Wei were real.

Fu Han nodded and then shook her head. After thinking for a bit, she said to Nan Qing, "Can I borrow your phone? Xia Ning smashed mine."

"Of course," Nan Qing said as she took out her phone from her bag and asked, "What do you need the phone for?"

"To call the police!"

...

Bai Wei’s ward.

Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian had secured the best vantage point; they had just inquired with the doctor and learned that Bai Wei’s injuries weren’t serious. She would recover after a few days of care in the hospital.

Luo Qinghe, Su Cheng, and He Xing sat on the sofa, each with a different expression, but all looking grim.

Bai Wei’s voice filled the ward as she recounted the coincidence of discovering Xia Cheng and Xia Ning, the siblings, sneakily leaving.

She also talked about how she accompanied Fu Han to chase after them and how Xia Cheng and Xia Ning ambushed them in the factory. She was knocked unconscious by the siblings and didn’t know what happened afterward.

After listening, Fu Xingbo’s face turned very grim. He turned to Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe: "Can you now tell me what you saw?"

"I was fighting Xia Ning outside, Su Cheng went in first," Luo Qinghe didn’t hide anything and spoke straightforwardly, "When I entered, Su Cheng was beating Xia Cheng, and Fu Han and Bai Wei were tied up. We had just released them when He Xing and Nan Qing arrived."

All eyes turned to Su Cheng, who was the first one in and the only one who saw what actually happened.

Su Cheng’s face was ashen. His gaze swept over everyone before he coldly said, "It’s not that I’m unwilling to tell you what I saw, but this is Fu Han’s personal matter. Until I have her permission, I won’t say a word."

"You not speaking, how will we know how to deal with Xia Cheng and Xia Ning?" He Xing was furious, grabbing Su Cheng’s shirt collar, his sculpted face ablaze with anger.

With a raise of his arm, Su Cheng easily fended off He Xing’s hand, looking emotionlessly at He Xing: "I’ll say it again, if Fu Han doesn’t allow it, I won’t speak. Also, if there’s any dealing to be done with Xia Cheng and Xia Ning, it’s up to Bai Wei and Fu Han."

The atmosphere in the ward instantly froze, with every eye on He Xing and Su Cheng. What Su Cheng said made sense, but everyone could understand He Xing’s urgent desire to learn the truth.

Just as it seemed the two men would come to blows, Fu Xingbo suddenly stood up. He looked at He Xing with a calm expression: "Su Cheng is right. The ones hurt in this incident are Bai Wei and Fu Han. Whether to make it public or how to handle it should be up to Fu Han and Bai Wei, not us to pry into someone else’s privacy."

Fu Xingbo was the elder, Bai Wei’s father, and the person with the closest blood relation to Fu Han in this world. Even He Xing had to heed his words.

After he finished speaking, the ward became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. No one spoke again, though their expressions remained complex.

Suddenly, a clamor arose from outside the ward, the sound of someone in boots walking quickly on the tile floor, grating to the ears.

This was the VIP Ward of the hospital, usually very quiet. Why would there suddenly be so many people?

He Xing was the first to react, rushing out the door with Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe quickly following. The three men blocked the entrance to the ward.

Along the corridor near the elevator, a group of police officers was heading their way, the footsteps earlier had come from them.