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How could this be? How could there be nothing here?

“Qianqian, don’t be anxious.”

Xie Shi’an consoled her. “Let’s look for it again. Maybe Professor Fu’er kept those things in another room.”

This sentence gave Sang Qianqian a tiny bit of hope.

She tried her best to calm herself down and carefully looked through every nook and cranny in the laboratory.

However, they found nothing.

After the laboratory, Sang Qianqian went to the other rooms.

This small building had three floors, and there were more than a dozen rooms.

Sang Qianqian looked through each room once, but was worried that she might have missed something, so she looked through them a second time.

She even read the thick medical books and notes in Professor Fu’er’s study.

Xie Shi’an could not persuade her, so he could only accompany her.

From morning to afternoon, from afternoon to night, until the dark night shrouded them, until the faint morning light appeared on the horizon.

For a day and a night, Sang Qianqian did not eat or drink as she searched every corner mechanically.

She had looked through all the books, notes, and even the notes in Professor Fu’er’s books.

However, there was nothing that Sang Qianqian needed.

When she was about to look for it a third time, Xie Shi’an held her hand tightly. “Qianqian, stop looking.”

She said in a hoarse voice, “I’ll try again.”

“There’s nothing here. You won’t be able to find it no matter how hard you try.”

Xie Shi’an couldn’t take it anymore. “You’ve already tried your best, Qianqian. Shen Hanyu wouldn’t blame you even if he knew.”

Sang Qianqian stood there silently for a while before turning around to leave.

Xie Shi’an pulled her back. “Where are you going?”

“To the hospital.”

She mumbled, “Maybe Professor Fu’er is awake.”

Xie Shi’an moved his lips, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he silently sent her to the hospital.

On the hospital bed, Professor Fu’er was unconscious with all kinds of emergency tubes inserted into his body.

Sang Qianqian’s entire body was cold, and tears had unknowingly covered her face.

All her strength seemed to have been drawn away, and she only felt exhausted.

An unprecedented sense of despair spread in her heart, and there was only one muddled thought in her mind; She could not save Hanyu.

Sang Qianqian finally couldn’t take it anymore and burst into tears.

—

No matter how unwilling Sang Qianqian was, things had still come to its worst.

Professor Fu’er didn’t wake up because of his serious injuries. Alas, he passed away half a month later.

Xie Shi’an followed Sang Qianqian closely, worried that something would happen to her. However, she was strangely calm.

She calmly arranged Professor Fu’er’s funeral and tidied up Professor Fu’er’s belongings.

His medical notes that had yet to be published were handed over to the publishing department. The proceeds, along with a few of Professor Fu’er’s personal diaries, were all sent to Caroline.

Along with the diary was a note. “God helps those who help the gods.”

“God saved those who saved themselves.”

This was the only blessing Sang Qianqian could give to Caroline.

After settling Professor Fu’er’s funeral, Sang Qianqian decided to return home.

She had already wasted enough time, and she wanted to see Shen Hanyu as soon as possible.

Since things had already come to this, she didn’t need to pretend to cooperate with Shen Hanyu’s breakup. She might as well make it clear.

He was the only person she loved from the beginning to the end. No matter what he would become in the future, she would only be his wife.

She was when he was alive, and she would still be when he was gone.

So, Shen Hanyu, don’t even think about pushing me away.

—

Sang Qianqian had never thought that she would be able to see Caroline again.

The day before she returned to China, she bought flowers and went to the cemetery to visit Professor Fu’er for the last time.

Although she did not get the help she wanted from the old man, he was still her most respected medical senior.

After she returned to China this time, she might not have the chance to come here again.

Sang Qianqian finished sweeping the grave, walked out of the cemetery, and was about to board the car.

Behind her, a car suddenly came to a stop.

The car door opened and a woman rushed out of the car, shouting Sang Qianqian’s name as she ran toward her.

When Sang Qianqian turned around, she saw Caroline.

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Caroline wasn’t dressed frivolously like the last time they met. Instead, she was wearing a black hat and a long black coat. Compared to before, she was a little more calm and dignified.

“Mr. Xie said you were here. Fortunately, I didn’t miss you.”

Caroline heaved a long sigh. “Miss Sang, are you willing to go back into the cemetery with me again? I don’t know where Fu’er’s grave is.”