Chapter 46

  At this time, Zhou Ke came out wiping his hair, and Yuan Zhi took his own clothes and prepared to take a bath.

  Mao Jie suddenly remembered something and switched to automatic capture mode, sidling up against the back of the chair and shouting at Zhuo Ye: "Hey, Xiao Shu, I heard that there's a woman from the media side who's been asking about you!"

  Yuan Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then responded indifferently and continued walking inside.

  Mao Jie yelled stubbornly: "That's a beauty! A beauty who is almost at the level of a school flower!"

  The response was a crisp slamming of the door.

  Mao Jie slammed his fist on the back of the chair in frustration, "What a waste! What a waste!"

  Liáng zǒng shēng hǎo xiào de kàn le tā yī yǎn, tǔ diào yān dì, "Nǐ yòu bú shì bù zhī dào zhè rén duō tā mā zhuān yī, qián liǎng tiān zán men xì de Yáng Xiǎoyàn dōu méi zhèng yǎn kàn yī yǎn, jì rán hái xiǎng zhe sǒng yǐn tā chū guǐ, guò gè liǎng nián dào huàn hái néng shì shì le, xiàn zài suàn le ba."

  "No way!" Mao Jie turned to him, "That girl is much prettier than Yang Xiaoyan."

  Liáng shēng chéng raised an eyebrow, clearly disbelieving.

  Mao Jie turned to Zhou Ke, who was reading with his head down, "Old Zhou, tell me, which one is prettier, Zhang Yuer or Yang Xiaoyan? The woman we saw at the small supermarket last time!"

  Zhou Ke pushed up his black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "That's still more handsome than Zhang Yan!"

  "Right?" Mao Jie looked at Liang Sheng again and raised his chin, "Believe it or not?"

  Zhou Kejia is from a small village in the north, and he's known for being honest. From recent interactions, it can be seen that his words are free of exaggeration, and he never speaks with any hidden intentions, making his statements very credible.

  Liang Sheng held two coins and pinched his mustache, thinking for a long time before saying: "I also have an impression of the Zhang Yan'er you mentioned, but I think the girl next to her is even more beautiful! What's her name?"

  He furrowed his brow and knocked on his head, Mao Jie hesitantly replied: "He Yuanyue?"

  "Right!" Liang Shengcheng slapped his thigh, "It's this slightly rustic but exceptionally pure little girl!"

  After He Sheng hung up the phone, she put away her textbook and prepared to sleep. She had a low fever, which was a common occurrence lately, mainly due to the heavy pressure of high school coursework. After resting well, nothing would happen.

  She took the thermometer from beside her, put it in her mouth and climbed onto the bed. She sat there blankly for a while before taking out the thermometer and squinting at it under the light. 37.5 degrees, nothing's wrong!

  She got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to wash up, then disinfected with hydrogen peroxide, put the thermometer away in its case, and snuggled back into bed, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get warm under the covers. She curled up into a ball, but still felt chilled to the bone.

  Wu Shu knew about He Song's situation, but it had become a habit after several times, knowing that sleeping would make it go away, so she didn't take it seriously. She drank a bit too much water at night, and when she got up to the bathroom in the middle of the night, her sleepiness wasn't as heavy, so she dragged her feet to take a look, but was startled by what she saw.

  The child was completely wrapped in a quilt, hot like fire, and still shivering with cold, obviously already burning with fever.

  Aunt Wu hastily patted He Sheng's bright red face and urged, "He Sheng, wake up quickly, we're going to the hospital right away, don't sleep!"

  He Sheng slowly opened his eyes, dazed and confused, and was pulled up by Wu Shu to sit up, but he felt extremely dizzy and fell back down before he could even sit steadily. His nose felt hot, and the air he breathed out seemed to scald people.

  She clutched her head in distress and croaked out two words, "Dizzy!"

  Wu Aunt got anxious and turned around in a circle, then ran out to make a phone call to Yan Bai.

  No choice, it's just the two of them at home in the middle of the night, no car, and the hospital is far away. Even if Wu Auntie managed to drag him up, she wouldn't be able to carry him to the hospital.

  The road was clear at dawn, and Yan Bai arrived at He Sheng's residence in fifteen minutes. The ear-piercing screech of the brakes slightly relieved Wu Shu's hanging heart.

  "It's finally here! This person is almost fainting!" Opened the door and rushed upstairs together.

  Yan Bai still wore a white shirt and black trousers, but without the usual cleanliness and neatness. The collar was wide open, the hem was loose and sloppy, tied to his pants, with a messy head of black hair, and a hint of blue on his chin. The whole person looked very decadent, yet had a different kind of beauty.

  "When did it start burning?" He ran up three steps at a time.

  Aunt Wu struggled to speak louder: "I don't know either, it was like this when I went to see at midnight."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bai had already slipped into the room.

  In the small bedroom, only a bedside lamp was lit, and under its dim glow, He Song curled up on the bed, his brow furrowed and his cheeks flushed.

  Wu Shu had already changed her clothes, Yan Bai touched her forehead, and the scorching heat in his hand was startling.

  He hastily picked up the person and carried them horizontally out the door.

  The intense shaking of the carriage made He Sheng open his eyes uncomfortably. "Yan Ge?"

  "Okay, bear with it a bit, I'll send you to the hospital right away." When they arrived downstairs, Yan Bai said to Wu Shu, "You go sleep first, I have the key, no need to wait by the door."

  "Aren't you going to help me up?"

  "It's okay!"

  Put the person in the passenger seat, fasten the safety belt, and drive out quickly. At this time, there were few people in the hospital. After Yan Bai finished the emergency treatment, he carried the person into the doctor's office. After a thorough examination, it was concluded that the high fever was indeed caused by fatigue.

  "The little girl just had surgery, I suggest resting a bit more, after all, this body is for a lifetime!" The middle-aged male doctor quickly opened the prescription and handed it to him, "Remember to come back in two days to remove the stitches."

  "Good!"

  Yan Bai picked up He Sheng, who was dizzy, and went to the window to pay. Afterwards, he led her to the infusion hall, where He Sheng lay on the bed inside. After the nurse had hung an IV drip for her, she looked at Yan Bai beside her, her eyes scanning him carefully before lowering them and speaking softly: "Brother Yan, are you working tomorrow?"

  "Hmm." Yan Bai propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

  "It's nothing, it's just that you're sending me to the hospital so late at night, I'll be tired tomorrow, and it's really embarrassing." He Song was very disappointed with his current body, which often got sick.

  "It's okay, my work is relatively flexible and I can also work from home." After a pause, he added: "In the next two days, I will help you ask for leave from school, rest for a few more days before going back to class."

  "No way!" He Sheng hastily refused and said urgently, "The pace of the lessons is too fast, if I don't go for two days, I'll fall behind a lot."

  Yan Bai smiled and shook his head, "There's no room for discussion on this matter, but I'll borrow your teacher's class notes."

  "But listening to lectures and reading notes are two completely different concepts."

  Yan Bai shook his head again, "No way, it can only be like this." He raised his wrist to look at the time and stopped He Song from continuing to protest, "Go to sleep now, don't talk anymore."

  After finishing helping her tuck in the quilt corner, he got up and went outside to find a magazine, silently declaring that this topic was over.

  He Sheng lay on the bed and groaned a few times before reluctantly closing his mouth, turning over to stare at the ceiling, inhaling the hospital's distinctive disinfectant smell. The bedding under him wasn't soft either, and he gently tugged at the quilt with his fingers, scratching them occasionally, before eventually falling asleep again.

  Yan Bai walked in with the magazine when He Song was already fast asleep, his head slightly tilted to one side, his mouth opening and closing slightly, looking adorable!

  Walked over and slowed down the drip speed a bit, then sat back in the chair next to it, elegantly crossing his legs, using the cold light to start flipping through the papers to pass the rest of the time.

  Three bottles of intravenous drip had been hung up, and by the time it was finished, the dark night had already begun to turn white.

  He Sheng's face still had a red glow, fortunately the fever had gone down, Yan Bai woke her up, put on her jacket, and then carried her back home.

  Yan Bai stayed in He Sheng's small house for the next two days, in case the child's condition fluctuated and Wu Shu couldn't take care of it alone.

  In the evening, Yan Bai was working in the living room with his laptop, while He Sheng was studying beside him. Whenever he didn't understand something, he would ask, and she could usually react quickly with a little thought. Yan Bai was very pleased about this.

  It's already a whole point, Yan Bai said: "It's a bit late, let's stop here for today, hurry up and go to sleep."

  "I'll take Yuan Zhi's call and then sleep!" She glanced at the wall, "It's almost time for the strike!"

  As expected, as soon as I finished speaking, the landline phone next to me started ringing loudly.

  He Sheng threw down his pen and picked up the phone, sitting cross-legged on the sofa. The two of them chatted incessantly for almost half an hour, covering a wide range of topics from eating and studying to washing clothes and even cockroaches, both living and dead were mentioned, in short, it was all nonsense.

  He Sheng smiled awkwardly after finishing, and began to pack up his things. Yan Bai rubbed his chin and asked, "Does Yuan Zhi call every day?"

  "Uh-huh, he'll call me back in the dorm at night, and if there's no evening self-study, he'll even do it ahead of time." Put the textbook in my backpack and zip it up.

  Yan Bai nodded understandingly, "Then does he know you're ill?"

  "I don't know! He's already busy with school, can't bother him with these annoying things, and it's just a low-grade fever, no big deal." After a pause, He Song added nervously, "Yan Ge, you can't tell Yuan Zhi either."

  "Hmm, nothing to say." The kid now is a problem whether he wants to talk to himself or not.

  Yan Bai stayed there for three days and left in the afternoon of the fourth day, while Yuan Zhi happened to return with his luggage that evening.

  Their school had a sports day, so they came home early this time.

  The phrase "distance makes beauty" didn't make sense to Wu Shu before, but now she finds it particularly reasonable. When Yuan Zhi was at home every day, seeing him was just ordinary, but after not coming back for a while, seeing him again is delightful and pleasing to the eye.

  "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go buy it for you!" Wu Aunt said happily as she untied her apron.

  Yuan Zhi didn't mince words either, "I want to eat chicken soup, lotus leaf roasted duck, and stir-fried large intestine!"

  Aunt Wu smiled and raised her hand, "Change a few, change a few!"

  "What's the point of changing!"

  "He Sheng can't eat this, it's all too greasy."

  "Oh, okay!" Yuan Zhi patted his own forehead, "Then whatever, as long as it's something He Song can eat, that's fine."

  "Done." Wu Aunt put away her apron and went out the door to buy vegetables at the night market, and that question was just like it had never been asked.

  Author's words: TO Creamy Bunny Bao:

  Remy LeBeau threw a grenade at 01:43:06 on February 19, 2014.

  Normally I don't even see landmines, this time I actually encountered a hand grenade, what a waste, thank you, I'm glad you accepted that article!

  That article, in my opinion, is the most unfortunate for Si Mu. From start to finish, he didn't get what he wanted, not even a glimpse of her shadow. If time were to rewind back to when Ma Chengkui was imprisoned, and ask Si Mu if he would be willing to accept this fate in exchange for Su Yan's feelings, I think he would have agreed. Because after thinking about it for so long, all he wanted was just that little bit. The ending was very controversial, and it was the first time I received negative points. At the time, I really thought the ending was a happy one (HE), didn't the male and female leads end up together? It wasn't until then that I realized what everyone meant by HE - a state where both characters and emotions are perfectly resolved.

  Enough nonsense, the topic has gone far enough. Anyway, I hope you're satisfied with this article in the end, and it will truly be a happy ending. I've added many chapters' worth of content, thanks for your hard work! Enjoy reading! ^_^

  P.S: Many friends asked about the abuse point and when they specifically broke up!

  Answer: After the abuse, there will definitely be a few more, but when they are separated, I personally think it's not abusive. At that time, it will be directly brought over with a few words, and then the second half will start writing from three years later, which means they will be separated for three years, but... When they meet again, it will be abusive. Do you still remember that sentence on the text? "Her youth, with the sorrow of the whole world, weeping silently!" I think Yuan Zhi's crying scenes are all quite abusive.

  There are still several chapters away from their separation. When you see He Shou Si and Chen Jia Yin parting ways, it won't be long before they separate too!

  Spoiler alert! Rare spoiler today!

  Do you want another spoiler? Okay, in this article I will only write an epilogue for He Shou Si. The ending of the epilogue is a bit cruel, it's the last time He Shou Si and Chen Jia Yin see each other, which means these two won't be together again.