The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 171 Didn't you ever suspect Bai Yu?

In a quiet hospital room, a tense atmosphere permeated the air.

He stood by the hospital bed, his brow furrowed, looking at the person on the bed with a worried expression, and asked anxiously, "Tell me, how is she?" His voice was slightly hoarse, revealing his inner unease.

Dr. Qin was standing next to Fu Shiyue. He stepped forward.

He said, "Mr. Fu, I have read the doctor's report. She was poisoned, but I have no idea what it was. I will find a solution as soon as possible, please rest assured. However, she suffered severe trauma and her emotions fluctuated greatly, especially psychological trauma. She needs a long period of recuperation and psychological counseling."

Fu Shiyue frowned, his eyes filled with worry. "What about the follow-up treatment plan?"

Dr. Qin adjusted his glasses and said seriously, "Next, we'll start with routine physical treatment. For psychological aspects, I'll contact a professional psychologist. However, maintaining a positive attitude and having family and friends by her side will greatly aid her recovery." Fu Shiyue nodded. "I'll stay with her. You can arrange the best psychologist; cost isn't an issue."

Dr. Qin quickly agreed, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I'll arrange it right away."

After saying that, she hurriedly left the ward. Fu Shiyue walked to the bedside, looked at her pale face on the bed, gently held her hand, and his eyes were full of heartache.

He sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, as if that would give her strength.

The ward was quiet, with only the sound of the IV drip.

Looking at her haggard face, he was filled with self-reproach. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have suffered.

“When you wake up, I will take you away from this place that makes you sad and upset, okay? Let’s go to a place where no one knows us, where we can live freely and spend the rest of our lives together,” he said, his gaze falling on her tightly closed eyes and pale face, his heart filled with tenderness and love.

Her hair cascaded down the pillow like a waterfall, gently brushing against her cheeks, as if comforting her wounded heart.

He couldn't help but reach out and carefully stroke her face, feeling her warmth and softness, as if this could give him some strength and courage.

“I can give up everything I have now, including my position in the Fu family. None of that matters to me. As long as I can be with you, I’m willing to give up anything.”

The ward door was suddenly pushed open with a loud bang, as if the entire room was shaken in that instant.

Bai Chuhua rushed in, his face filled with anxiety and anger.

The moment he entered, his gaze was drawn to Bai Wei on the hospital bed, as if by a magnet. Bai Wei lay there quietly, her face as pale as paper, her eyes tightly closed, lifeless. Bai Chuhua's heart clenched, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

He strode to the bedside, shoved Fu Shiyue aside, and stood beside Bai Wei, his eyes wide with rage. He pointed a trembling finger at Fu Shiyue, his voice shaking with emotion: "It's...it's you who ruined my Weiwei like this! She was perfectly fine with me, but you took her away! Now...now she's lying in the hospital!"

Bai Chuhua's voice grew louder and louder, until it was almost a roar. His body trembled slightly with anger, as if he might explode at any moment. However, deep within his heart, there lay an unspeakable pain and helplessness.

“In the past, your father ruined me and left me with nothing! Now, you’re here to ruin my daughter! There isn’t a single good person in your Fu family!” Bai Chuhua’s words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight at Fu Shiyue.

Fu Shiyue simply stood there quietly, without saying a word. His face was expressionless, making it difficult to fathom his true thoughts.

He was absolutely right; it was indeed his own selfishness that led her to become the way she is today.

When his gaze fell upon her, he was filled with guilt and self-reproach.

For the rest of his life, he was willing to spend his time and energy with her to make up for the mistakes he had made.

He stared silently at Bai Chuhua, watching him lash out at him, but didn't utter a single word in his defense.

Because he knew all too well that their meeting was a beautiful mistake from the very beginning.

However, despite all this, he never regretted falling in love with her. This love, whether right or wrong, had taken deep root in his heart and could not be severed.

Bai Chuhua's appearance clearly showed that he knew nothing about what Bai Yu had done; he was completely kept in the dark and had no idea what his adopted son was really like.

“Mr. Bai, I know you are very angry right now, but please believe me, the person who really harmed her is definitely not me.” Fu Shiyue took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth. “The real mastermind is actually your good son, Bai Yu. He will stop at nothing to pursue his interests. This time, he even colluded with Lu Fei to poison her, all for the purpose of controlling her better.”

Although he knew that saying these words might offend Bai Chuhua, Fu Shiyue felt that some truths could not be hidden forever. Bai Chuhua would find out about everything sooner or later, so rather than letting him remain in the dark, it was better to tell him now and let him see Bai Yu's true colors as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, Bai Chuhua's body jolted, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Fu Shiyue in disbelief, seemingly doubting his words.

"You still want to sow discord between me and Xiaoyu?" Bai Chuhua's voice carried a hint of anger. "You and your father are both such vicious people..."

However, Fu Shiyue remained unusually calm in the face of Bai Chuhua's accusations. He was not angered by Bai Chuhua's words, but continued, "Bai Chuhua, everything I said is true. Moreover, even the disappearance of your daughter Bai Wei from childhood is inextricably linked to Bai Yu. Don't you want to know how Bai Yu explained this to you?"

The image of Bai Yu's expression when Weiwei disappeared flashed through his mind. He was indeed grief-stricken and heartbroken at losing his sister.

But at that time, his grief was greater than Bai Yu's, and he didn't pay much attention to him.

At that time, however, his heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

"When Bai Wei disappeared as a child, wasn't he anxious and frantically searching for his missing sister? How could he have stayed by your side so calmly for so many years? Haven't you ever thought about it? Haven't you ever doubted him, Bai Chuhua...?"

Bai Chuhua's face turned extremely ugly. He never expected that his adopted son, whom he had always trusted, would be so ruthless.

But he still couldn't believe his son would do such a thing to his daughter; he had to find out.

"Stop talking nonsense! Fu Wenyuan didn't kill me before, but now he's sending his son to harm my daughter. Are you satisfied now?! She's lying here, isn't she?!"

He then went to the back, took a folder from the coffee table, and handed it to him, saying, "Take a look at this, and you'll understand."

Looking at the folder in front of him, Bai Chuhua threw it on the ground without even glancing at it, saying, "Get out!"

Just as Fu Shiyue was about to explain again, Bai Chuhua suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and glared at him angrily, saying, "Get out! Don't ever show your face in front of me and Weiwei again!" Looking at Bai Chuhua's angry yet pained eyes, Fu Shiyue knew that saying anything more at this point would be useless.

He slowly and carefully pried open Bai Chuhua's hand, as if it were a fragile piece of porcelain. Then, he gently straightened his collar to make it look neater. Finally, his gaze fell on her on the hospital bed, a complex look that contained a hint of indifference, yet also seemed to conceal some unspeakable emotions.

He began, "You do have doubts in your heart, but you're just unwilling to face them." His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable power. After saying this, he didn't look at Bai Chuhua again, turned and strode out of the ward, leaving behind a resolute silhouette.

Bai Chuhua stared blankly at Fu Shiyue's departing figure, muttering curses about the Fu family father and son.

However, when his gaze turned to Bai Wei on the hospital bed again, the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by heartache.

He gently held Bai Wei's hand, feeling her faint pulse, and said in a choked voice, "Weiwei, Dad will protect you. No matter what the truth is, Dad will never let you get hurt again."

Silence returned to the ward, broken only by Bai Chuhua's soft words of comfort and the sound of the IV drip, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere. Bai Chuhua silently gazed at Bai Wei lying quietly, his heart filled with pain and self-reproach. His gaze slowly shifted to the file folder he had just thrown on the floor.

If Bai Yu was truly involved in what happened back then, then he would never let his son off the hook. He would seek justice for Weiwei and make her deserve compensation for all the years she spent wandering and living an uncertain life.

He slowly released Bai Wei's hand, as if it weighed a ton. His gaze was fixed on the file folder on the ground, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world. He slowly bent down, reaching out to pick it up.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the file folder, a figure suddenly appeared in the doorway. Bai Yu,

His son stood there, looking at him with curiosity. Bai Yu's appearance surprised him, and he stopped what he was doing.

Bai Yu's gaze followed his hand to the file folder on the ground, then returned to his face, and he asked in confusion, "Dad, why did you pick this up?"

He tried to cover it up, speaking calmly, "Fu Shiyue was just here, this must be what he left behind. I was just about to pick it up and put it back when you arrived without making a sound."

Bai Yu's lips curled slightly upwards, revealing a barely perceptible cold smile.

“Fu Shiyue came? He’s stirring up trouble again. Dad, don’t be fooled by him. He’s just trying to sow discord between us.”

As he spoke, Bai Yu stepped forward, bent down to pick up the document bag on the ground, and was about to throw it away.

Bai Chuhua's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "Don't throw it away yet, what if there's something important inside?" Bai Yu glanced at him, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, but still handed over the file bag. Bai Chuhua took the file bag, his hand trembling slightly.

He looked at Bai Yu, his suspicions growing stronger. "Xiao Yu, tell your father the truth. All these years, have you been hiding something from me?" Bai Yu's expression changed, but then returned to normal. "Dad, what are you talking about? What could I possibly be hiding from you? Don't be misled by Fu Shiyue."

Bai Chuhua stared intently into his eyes, trying to find a clue in his gaze.

However, he showed no particular emotion or expression. His eyes were as calm as a deep lake, without a ripple; his lips were tightly closed, without the slightest tremor; not even his eyebrows raised or lowered slightly. It was impossible to discern his true thoughts and feelings.

I can't see through him at all.