My Beloved

"Daddy… you are awake…"

A whimper came out of her mouth.

"D-daddy?" The man was stunned as he was called by that title.

Han Luo took one step nervously. "Daddy, it's me. Luo'er. Your little treasure."

"Luo'er?" The man was astonished. "But wasn't she…"

He could still remember that she was only two years old. At that time, she could barely speak full sentences.

After waking up, he knew some time passed but for his daughter to grow this big, he didn't expect it.

Noticing the hesitance in his eyes, Han Luo broke into tears. "Daddy, I'm Luo'er. I waited sixteen years for you to wake up."

Han Ying Wei was taken aback. "Sixteen years? You… Are you really Luo'er? Then, what about your mommy?"

His desperate question about Qin Zheng made it hard for her to look at his face.

She lowered her head. "Mommy's gone, daddy. I'm sorry. Mommy couldn't make it after the accident."

"Ah Zheng… is gone…?" Han Ying Wei's eyes dimmed. He couldn't speak for a long time.

Later, he raised his right hand and called her out, "Luo'er, come here."

Han Luo walked closer and held his hand. His hand was warm. It made her know that he was alive, he was real.

She leaned forward and her forehead touched the back of his palm.

How long had it been since his hand touched her face like that?

She cried harder as she thought of that. She kept thanking Lord Buddha for letting her father wake up and give him back to her.

"Mr. Han!"

"Second uncle!"

Ma Rui and Han Sheng Ming exclaimed in surprise.

They came to see what took Han Luo so long. They didn't expect to see the person who was in a coma for more than a decade to wake up and be all healthy.

Han Ying Wei turned his head and looked at the newcomers.

Looking at the slightly aged woman, he gave her an astounded look. "Madam Mo, is that you?"

He had seen her many times with his wife, Qin Zheng. There was no way he could forget that face.

Ma Rui anxiously gazed at him. "Mr. Han, you remember me. Thank goodness that your memory is intact. Do you recognize Luo'er?"

Han Ying Wei let out a depressed chuckle. He squeezed Han Luo's hands.

"I didn't want to believe it at first but she looked exactly like her mother. It's hard not to recognize her."

He glanced at the man behind Ma Rui and asked, "And you are?"

Han Sheng Ming nervously introduced himself, "Second uncle! It's me, Sheng Ming. My father is Han Changhong."

Han Ying Wei's eyes lit up. "Oh yes, Sheng Ming. You grew up a lot. You are two years older than Luo'er, aren't you?"

Han Sheng Ming quickly nodded. "Yes, I'm twenty years old. Little Luo Luo is only eighteen."

"Eighteen… you have grown a lot without your daddy, Luo'er. It must have been hard for you." Han Ying Wei sympathetically stared at his daughter.

Han Luo shook her head to deny his claim. If she confessed that she had a bad time, she would turn into an ungrateful person.

"Not at all, daddy. Mom and dad took care of me. Big brother Ming always stayed by my side. First uncle bought me a house to live in London. Big brother Yuan and big brother Yujin never let me have a bad day."

"Mom and dad?" Han Ying Wei was confused.

Ma Rui smiled and explained, "She is talking about my husband and me. We adopted her once we came to London."

Before Han Ying Wei could say anything, Mo Yuan came into the room and was startled at first before smiling at Han Ying Wei.

"Uncle Han, I'm so glad to see you finally awake. I'm Mo Yuan. It's an honor to meet you," introducing himself, he bowed respectfully.

"Oh, you are Madam Mo's son." Han Ying Wei never met this child. He glanced at Ma Rui and said, "Madam Mo's son grew up polite."

'Polite my ass!' Han Sheng Ming grunted in his mind.

In the end, Han Luo told her father what happened after the accident. She mostly avoided talking about Han Sheng Ming's mother and sisters. She only mentioned that they weren't on good terms.

Han Ying Wei became emotional after hearing all that. He repeatedly bowed to Ma Rui.

"Madam Mo, I cannot thank you enough for treating my daughter like your own."

After that, he glanced at two young men. His eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Sheng Ming, Xiao Yuan, you two stayed by her like a shield. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you. I'll surely repay your kindness."

"No, no, second uncle, what are you saying!"

"Uncle Han, that's not necessary."

"Mr. Han, you are worried too much. Luo'er is my daughter and that's why I always treat her like a daughter. Even if you are awake, she will forever be my daughter."

"Little Luo Luo is like my own daughter… oops! I mean my sister. I treasure her like my own."

The three of them panicked and talked one after another. Except for Mo Yuan, the other two kept talking.

Han Luo felt lighthearted seeing them like this. 'What will I do without them?' she wondered.

Lu Feng entered the room and noticed that his patient was already having a good time with his family and acquaintances.

"Mr. Han, how do you feel after meeting your daughter?" he asked with a smile on his face.

Han Ying Wei gave him a complicated expression.

"Dr. Lu, why did you hide everything from me? I thought I just had an accident and woke up. When I saw my daughter and she told me that she waited for me for sixteen years, do you know how I felt?"

He couldn't help but complain to his doctor.

Lu Feng wholeheartedly apologized, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't want to say anything in case your emotions went out of control and you had a heart attack. You were in a delicate situation yesterday."

Han Luo wiped her tears. "I'm so glad that daddy woke up. Dr. Lu, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't ever be able to talk to him like this."

Lu Feng was modest. "You should thank Mu Feng. He is the one who saved your father."

"Saved second uncle?" Han Sheng Ming frowned. "What do you mean?"