The Scarlet Journey of the Flower City (147)

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Chapter 147 of "The Scarlet Journey of the Flower City": Learning to Be Strong. Just as the atmosphere was tense, the tightly closed door at the end of the corridor suddenly creaked open, and several police officers and medical personnel in white coats came out. The doctor at the front asked with a heavy expression, "...Who is Mr. Ouyang's family member?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Tian quickly stepped forward and said, "I am..." At this moment, a cry of distress rang out, and Chen Yuxin's panicked voice rang out: "Bing'er...Bing'er, wake up..." Shen Wenqi was startled and quickly returned to Ouyang Bing's side. He saw Ouyang Bing leaning softly against Chen Yuxin, her face pale, her beautiful eyes tightly closed. She had obviously been unable to withstand the shock and had fainted. As dawn broke, a ray of sunlight shone through the curtains into the room, falling on Ouyang Bing, who was lying quietly on the bed. Her long, fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Shen Wenqi's handsome face came into view, and she saw that Shen Wenqi's eyes were full of pity. Ouyang Bing fainted due to extreme mental exhaustion and physical weakness, but there were no other problems. This condition was likely to resolve on its own, so Shen Wenqi brought her to this VIP ward to watch over her. Chen Yuxin, unable to stay awake any longer, had long since fallen into a deep sleep on the sofa, while Shen Wenqi sat by Ouyang Bing's bedside, tending to her all night. At this moment, Ouyang Bing stirred slightly, struggling to sit up. Seeing that Ouyang Bing was awake, Shen Wenqi quickly helped her, pressed a button on the bedside table to raise the headboard, and placed a pillow under her waist to make her comfortable. "Where...where am I?" Ouyang Bing's beautiful eyes were somewhat confused. The sheets were white, the walls were white, and there was a faint smell of a hospital in the air. Shen Wenqi said softly, "This is a hospital. You should lie down and rest. Don't move around." "...A hospital?" Ouyang Bing thought for a moment, a hint of sadness and panic suddenly appearing in her beautiful eyes: "...Daddy, where's Daddy? I want to see Daddy..." With that, Ouyang Bing struggled to get out of bed. Shen Wenqi quickly pressed down on her shoulders. Gazing at Ouyang Bing, he tried to maintain a calm tone and said softly, "Bing'er, Mr. Ouyang has passed away. Last night, I confirmed Mr. Ouyang's body with your older brother. You must be strong, don't get agitated..." Ouyang Bing's face turned deathly pale, and she shook her head desperately: "No...no! You're lying to me...you're lying to me! Daddy's alright, Daddy will definitely be alright! You're lying to me...let me go...I want to see Daddy..." Ouyang Bing's struggles were weak and powerless. "Wake up!" Shen Wenqi pressed down on her shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Bing'er, you have to believe in reality! You have to learn to be strong! Your daddy is no longer in this world. From now on, you will have to rely on yourself to carry on Mr. Ouyang's business. You have to be strong! Do you understand?" His firm tone and resolute voice made Ouyang Bing stare blankly at Shen Wenqi. She knew in her heart that no matter how much she tried to escape, she couldn't escape the cruel reality. She would never see her beloved daddy again… She just stared blankly at Shen Wenqi, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrowful tears. After a long while, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, and with a "waah," her grief erupted, and she cried out… Shen Wenqi gently pulled Ouyang Bing into his arms, gently patting her soft back, softly comforting her, "Cry… it'll be alright if you cry it out…" At this moment, Shen Wenqi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The sorrow that had been suppressed in her heart for so long could finally be released completely… The ward was quiet except for Ouyang Bing's sorrowful sobs. Shen Wenqi's shirt was soaked with sweat. He gently held Ouyang Bing, stroking her shoulders, offering her silent comfort. Yu Xin, who was sleeping on the sofa, had already woken up. She did not disturb the two of them, but just quietly watched the two of them nestled together on the hospital bed. There was also a trace of sadness in her beautiful eyes, and a crystal tear quietly slid down her beautiful face. After a long while, Ouyang Bing, having vented her emotions, calmed down a little. She raised her tear-streaked face and asked in a trembling voice, sobbing, "...Where...where is my daddy now? I...want to see him..." Looking at her tear-streaked face, Shen Wenqi felt a pang of heartache and said softly, "Mr. Ouyang's body was transferred to the crematorium early this morning...Bing'er, your older brother is taking care of things there. Just rest here and don't think too much, okay?" He sighed inwardly. Mr. Ouyang's body was burned beyond recognition in the plane wreckage; how could he let her see such a gruesome sight? Early cremation was the best way to avoid upsetting Ouyang Bing. Ouyang Bing froze for a moment, then said urgently, "No, I can't rest here. I have to go to the crematorium. I have to see Daddy off..." With that, Ouyang Bing pulled away from Shen Wenqi's embrace. Shen Wenqi supported Ouyang Bing's body and gently persuaded her, "Bing'er, you need to rest well right now. Your older brother is taking care of you over there, so please rest here peacefully, okay? I'll take you there after the mourning hall is set up, okay?" "No, I want to go now." Ouyang Bing's attitude was firm, and she said hurriedly, "Wen...Wenqi, I'm alright, really, I will be strong!" At this moment, a trace of determination shone in Ouyang Bing's tearful eyes; she was determined to see her father off on his final journey. Ouyang Bing's stubbornness was beyond Shen Wenqi's ability to persuade. He sighed slightly in his heart and could only ask softly, "You...are you really alright?" "Yes!" Ouyang Bing nodded and said, "I will be strong because I am Mr. Ouyang's daughter from Pearl Harbor!" Tears still clung to her face, but her voice was calm at this moment. These words stirred something within Shen Wenqi. "Because I am Mr. Ouyang from Pearl Harbor!" Mr. Ouyang's parting words to Japan felt like yesterday. Now, Ouyang Bing's expression mirrored his tone—firm yet brimming with boundless strength! Shen Wenqi was gratified. Mr. Ouyang hadn't spoiled his precious daughter in vain, nor had he misjudged her strong character. Now, after this immense and painful ordeal, Ouyang Bing seemed to have undergone a transformation. Looking at the resilient and determined expression in her beautiful eyes, she seemed to have grown up overnight. A person cannot grow without experiencing setbacks, Shen Wenqi thought, no longer offering words of comfort or obstruction. He simply took Ouyang Bing's wrist and, under the somewhat surprised gazes of the two young women, carefully examined her. He confirmed that, aside from slight physical weakness, Ouyang Bing was no longer in danger of a mental breakdown. She was now in good spirits and ready to be discharged. Shen Wenqi gently placed the two sets of black gauze dresses that the old butler had specially left behind on the hospital bed, gesturing for the two women to change into them, before closing the door and leaving. Shen Wenqi and eight bodyguards waited quietly at the door. Soon, the door opened, and two beautiful young women in black gauze dresses emerged. Aside from slightly red and swollen eyes, the two women appeared to be in good spirits. Shen Wenqi's slightly furrowed brow relaxed, relieved. It seemed that Ouyang Bing had emerged from the shadow of grief after that long period of emotional release… Under the close protection of eight bodyguards in suits wearing sunglasses and headsets, Shen Wenqi and the two young women got into a white BMW. The BMW slowly started moving, and the eight bodyguards jogged alongside on either side of the car, escorting them all the way to the hospital. After a dozen or so Mercedes escort vehicles joined the convoy, they jumped into their own vehicles. Outside the hospital, there weren't as many media outlets waiting as yesterday. It's estimated that most of them were following the transfer of Mr. Ouyang and others' remains to the crematorium. The road outside the hospital was much quieter, except for the still large number of military and police personnel. Soon, a convoy of over a dozen luxury cars drove out of Victoria Peak. On the way to the crematorium, the unrest seemed to have subsided considerably, but the occasional sirens of police cars still indicated a tense atmosphere. The luxury convoy encountered no trouble along the way, and by now, the Cape Collinson Crematorium was in sight. The crematorium is located in Chai Wan, Pearl Harbour. Besides the large Chai Wan Park, which was created through land reclamation, there is also a large Buddhist cemetery nestled between the sea and the mountains. The crematorium is located near this famous burial ground. The luxury convoy maintained a safe speed, not too fast, as there seemed to be an unusually large number of luxury cars in the area, one after another overtaking the convoy from time to time. Some of the owners of these luxury cars seemed to recognize Ouyang Bing's white BMW, slowing down and joining the queue behind the convoy. Soon, the convoy grew longer and longer, with all the cars turning on their hazard lights, creating a magnificent and impressive procession. The exceptionally long convoy had already attracted the attention of patrolling police. Officers were already maintaining order at some intersections, directing the convoy's passage. It was estimated that the police already knew this was a funeral procession for Mr. Ouyang. Two Mingzhu Port mounted police vehicles and a police car were added ahead of the lead car, their lights flashing, guiding the seemingly endless convoy into the crematorium area.Under the guidance and direction of the police, the luxurious motorcade split into the spacious parking lots on both sides of the gate as it approached the crematorium. Once parked, the bodyguards in the lead and rear escort vehicles immediately took their positions. After the eight bodyguards accompanying the BMW stood back-to-back on either side of the vehicle, Shen Wenqi stepped out first. After alighting, Shen Wenqi's eyes, behind his sunglasses, instantly scanned the area around the crematorium entrance, taking in all the high points. Confirming everything was normal, at Shen Wenqi's signal, Han Wu and Feng Xing opened the rear doors of the car, and two beautiful young women in black dresses stepped out. Their beautiful eyes were now hidden behind exquisite sunglasses, giving them a refined yet mysterious air. Han Wu and Guan Ming led the way, with Shen Wenqi close to Ouyang Bing, and Feng Xing, the leader of the Chen family's guards, close to Chen Yuxin. Other bodyguards monitored the perimeter, with media and other unauthorized personnel strictly kept outside the security perimeter. As the "safe" message repeatedly came through Shen Wenqi's earpiece, the two beautiful young women slowly entered the crematorium through this extremely tight security perimeter. Inside the plaza, many men in suits and women in mourning clothes stood. Upon seeing Shen Wenqi and his group, these gentlemen and ladies consciously made way for them. At the end of the plaza, a spacious temporary mourning hall had been set up, piled high with wreaths, and it was clear that many people had already arrived inside. The group walked to the entrance of the mourning hall, where dozens of black-clad guards, their weapons concealed, stood solemnly, guarding the hall. Mr. Chen and the old butler, having received news of Miss Ouyang's arrival, were already waiting at the entrance. Upon seeing Mr. Chen and the old butler, Ouyang Bing stepped forward and gently embraced them. At that moment, her beautiful eyes were veiled with tears. The old butler, his face trembling with tears, tremblingly took out two small, snow-white flowers and handed them to Ouyang Bing and Chen Yuxin, instructing them to wear them. Led by Mr. Chen and the old butler, Shen Wenqi, Ouyang Bing, Chen Yuxin, and others entered the mourning hall. On either side of the front of the hall hung elegiac couplets personally inscribed by Ouyang Tian. The left couplet read, "Unforgettable are your kindness, forever cherished are our family bonds," and the right couplet read, "Inheriting your legacy, honoring our ancestors." Above were four striking characters, "Father's Kindness and Heavenly Grace," perfectly embodying the filial piety of a son and subtly implying the idea of inheritance. Shen Wenqi sneered. This kid is two-faced; what a character! In the center of the mourning hall hung a large portrait of Mr. Chiang Kai-shek. Below the portrait, on an altar surrounded by white flowers, sat an exquisite urn containing Mr. Ouyang's ashes. White candles burned brightly on the altar, and sandalwood incense wafted through the air. On the table, there were also many offerings of fruit. Wreaths were piled up on both sides of the altar. The wreaths placed at the front were those of important officials of the Pearl River Port government and the Central Government Office of China in Pearl River Port. Most of the elegiac couplets paid tribute to Mr. Ouyang's economic contributions to Pearl River Port and his great contributions to promoting the stability and prosperity of Pearl River Port, and so on.

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