If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 150 - 150: Artificial Respiration

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Artificial Respiration

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“Little girl, Weiyang is not a place for an eighteen-year-old girl to come,” Ji Shengxuan said.

“You, Ji Boss, are short of people, and I’m short of money, who knows how old I am. Look at me, don’t I look mature with makeup on?” Xu Chaomu muttered.

Upon hearing her, Ji Shengxuan really took a serious look at her.

Just now, Shen Chi had pushed her into the river, and by now, the makeup on her face had been washed off, revealing her small and delicate white cheeks, but no matter how you looked at them, they seemed immature.

Her big eyes showed a stubbornness, and her pouted little lips were also red and plump.

“You’re short of money?” Ji Shengxuan was genuinely curious.

Someone who knew Shen Chi wouldn’t be so bad off as to lack money, right? “Ji Boss, do you want to lend me money? I don’t want it.”

Ji Shengxuan laughed again, and when he smiled, his eyes were especially attractive: “Wishful thinking.”

“Ji Boss, the name of your club is quite nice. Weiyang, Weiyang, everlasting joy.

Speaking of this, the light in Ji Shengxuan’s eyes suddenly dimmed a bit. Weiyang… everlasting joy…

For a moment, it was a bit quiet around.

Xu Chaomu thought she had said something wrong and quickly changed the subject: “Ji Boss, are all the men who come here kind of shady?”

“How could that be, like our Boss Li, he never fools around like those men.’ Xu Chaomu responded with an “oh,” her tone nonchalant.

Ji Shengxuan seemed to understand something and deliberately said, “However, the Boss Shen who just came is a VIP customer of ours, and every time I look for women to accompany him, he never refuses.”

“You can tell he’s a beast in human clothing, men like him are often hypocrites, all lecners at neart.”

As Xu Chaomu spoke, Ji Shengxuan sized her up carefully, discerning a hint of emotion in her eyes.

Young girls, after all, can’t hide their feelings.

They chatted in fits and starts, and Ji Shengxuan found that this girl was indeed very interesting, reminding him of someone. Thinking of that person, the color in his eyes dimmed again.

Weiyang, Weiyang, everlasting joy.

Wrapped in Ji Shengxuan’s clothes, Xu Chaomu soon felt warm, but seeing Ji Shengxuan sitting in a thin shirt, she couldn’t help but show concern: “Ji Boss, aren’t you cold?”

“Cold? Will you give me my clothes back?” Ji Shengxuan said with a smile. Wrapping up even tighter, Xu Chaomu replied, “No, I’m cold too.”

“Then keep it on and don’t catch a cold.”

For a brief moment, a glint appeared in his eyes, and he thought of extending his hand to do up her coat. But just as he thought to extend his hand, he drew it back.

Ultimately, he sighed inwardly.

Time ticked by slowly, and still there was no news.

Xu Chaomu was restless, anxiously pacing around the room.

Watching the cigarette butts pile up at Li Beiting’s feet, she no longer had the patience to wait, and several times she wanted to rush out to look for someone.

For a while, the room was quiet, with no one speaking.

Ji Shengxuan made several phone calls, but there was no news.

Just when he was about to make a few more calls, suddenly, two figures walked in.

“Someone, help, Weiwei has fainted…”

It was MO Shuifu’s voice; she was drenched all over, supporting Yu Weiwei, who was limping as they entered. She was already frail, and now, she seemed on the verge of collapsing.

The first to react was Li Beiting; he rushed over to support Yu Weiwei: “Weiwei, Weiwei, what’s wrong? Wake up, wake up! Are you okay?”

Xu Chaomu also ran over: “Weiwei!”

However, Yu Weiwei did not show any response, leaving MO Shuifu utterly exhausted and collapsing onto the couch.

Xu Chaomu quickly poured MO Shuifu another cup of hot water, “Shui Fu, are you cold? I thought you weren’t coming back… What’s wrong with Weiwei? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?”

MO Shuifu offered a faint smile, comforting her, “It’s all right now, Chaomu, we’re back, aren’t we? Don’t worry.”

MO Shuifu’s voice was weak and her face pale.

As for Yu Weiwei, she still had no reaction.

“Weiwei!” Li Beiting hugged Yu Weiwei into his arms, slapping her tace a couple of times, but Yu Weiwei still did not react.

In his urgency, Li Beiting cradled Yu Weiwei’s head and pressed his lips against hers.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened, and her little face turned red in an instant.

Even though it was CPR, Xu Chaomu swore she had never secretly watched anyone kiss; this was her first time.

MO Shuifu, holding the hot cup of water, also lowered her head. Ji Shengxuan, on the other hand, was making a phone call, summoning a doctor.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, but Li Beiting did not care about anyone’s gaze, as if the only person in his eyes was Yu Weiwei.

After performing CPR, Yu Weiwei’s breathing became much smoother, but her body was still cold, and her cheeks were abnormally pale.

“Should we hurry and call a doctor? Weiwei’s complexion doesn’t look good, ” Xu Chaomu asked Li Beiting anxiously.

Li Beiting said nothing, picking up Yu Weiwei, his face stern, “Ji Shengxuan, clear out a room for me!”

“The second room on the left is unlocked,” replied Ji Shengxuan, ever so nonchalantly.

Li Beiting did not look back, with one swift motion, he carried Yu Weiwei next door.

“Weiwei!” Xu Chaomu wanted to follow, but MO Shuifu grabbed her arm. “Chaomu, there’s nothing seriously wrong with Weiwei.”

Only then did Xu Chaomu stop in her tracks, but as she looked down, she noticed MO Shuifu’s foot dripping with blood, the crimson seeping through her trouser leg.

She was so frightened that she crouched down, “Shui Fu, what happened to your foot?”

“It’s nothing, just a cut from a shard in the water. It’s not serious,” MO Shuifu said with a smile.

In her smile, she resembled a bright yellow rose, elegant without being coquettish, emanating an indescribable scholarly aura, refined and graceful.

Soon, the doctor Ji Shengxuan had called arrived.

“Doctor, doctor, please help my friend. Her foot is cut, and it could get infected, ” Xu Chaomu said frantically.

“Alright, let’s take a look,” the doctor said, taking out alcohol and a cotton swab from the medical kit to examine MO Shuifu’s wound.

Xu Chaomu ran up to Ji Shengxuan, “Boss Ji, could you find a set of dry clothes for my friend?”

“You’re treating me like a servant?” Ji Shengxuan was not annoyed but calmly watched Xu Chaomu.

“Consider it a favor I owe you.”

“No need,” Ji Shengxuan curled his lips into a slight smile, not saying much more. He dialed another number on his Dhone.

Soon, someone brought the clothes.

“Shui Fu, how come it took you several hours to come up? I was so worried,” Xu

Chaomu said earnestly.

MO Shuifu smiled gently, her pace unhurried, “When I jumped in to save Weiwei, she was injured. It took quite an effort to get her to shore. Since my foot was hurt as well, I treated her wounds briefly before bringing her back.”

“Weiwei is so silly,” Xu Chaomu sighed.

MO Shuifu rubbed her foot and let out a weary sigh.

In another room, as soon as Li Beiting placed Yu Weiwei on the bed, people promptly delivered clothes, toiletries, and a medical kit.

After the doctor had treated Yu Weiwei’s wounds, he left, and Li Beiting lowered his head to look at Yu Weiwei as if a weight had finally been lifted off his shoulders.

She was still alive.

He couldn’t help but pull her into his embrace, not caring that her clothes were still soggy..