If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 548: Who Would Dare to Marry Him? (Votes for Monthly Ticket Appreciated)

Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Who Would Dare to Marry Him? (Votes for Monthly Ticket Appreciated)

She really didn’t want to sympathize with him, because he was so unreasonable, especially today.

Unreasonable, very unreasonable, totally unreasonable.

Being tsundere is a sickness, it needs to be cured. Otherwise, if they were to live together in the future, wouldn’t she always be bullied by him?

“If you can’t keep me, just open the car door,” Xu Chaomu said irritably.

At her words, the hand caressing her face paused.

Slowly, his hand fell away.

In the end, he compromised and opened the car door.

As soon as Xu Chaomu opened the car door, she jumped out. Shen Chi needed more introspection, a thorough one, a serious one.

With that attitude, that temper, who would dare marry him?

Xu Chaomu jumped out of the car and casually closed the passenger door behind her.

Shen Chi being jealous was his own problem, she suffered no loss. A man as haughty and cold as him could afford to take a loss now and then, it wouldn’t hurt him.

Xu Chaomu happily hopped away with her bag in hand, extra cheerful.

Shen Chi watched her, the happier she seemed, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Letting her go just like that made her satisfied?

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Shen Chi’s lips. Whose heart was she really leaning towards after all?

No matter how good he was to her, he had ultimately missed out on five years, five years where another man had taken his place.

This was a busy downtown area. Once Xu Chaomu had run a bit far from Shen Chi’s Maybach, she stopped at the corner to wait for a taxi.

Within a minute, one arrived.

“Driver, to the First Hospital,” Xu Chaomu said.

“Okay.”

The taxi drove forward, and Xu Chaomu glanced out the window one more time. Shen Chi’s car was still stationary, showing no sign of leaving.

Staying with him was absolutely dangerous, given how long he could hold onto his jealousy.

First Hospital.

Yu Weiwei’s arm had been wrapped in gauze, and Nie Chenglang supported her as she sat on the bench outside the clinic.

“I’ll go get the medicine, just wait for me,” Nie Chenglang said.

“Sorry for the trouble, I didn’t even bring my wallet…” Yu Weiwei felt a bit embarrassed.

“No problem, it’s not much, just sit tight, I’ll be back soon to find you.”

“Okay,” Yu Weiwei obediently nodded.

Nie Chenglang smiled, taking the prescription downstairs to pay and get the medicine.

Yu Weiwei sat on the bench, the smell of antiseptic filling her nose. She sniffed, unable to describe the mix of emotions she was feeling, a whirlwind of sentiments.

What happened this morning felt like a dream, and after waking up, she found herself in the hospital.

She looked at her feet. Just after Nie Chenglang had brought her to the hospital, he bought her a pair of flip-flops. He didn’t leave her side until the doctor had finished bandaging her, only then did he go downstairs to get the medicine.

Suddenly, she recalled the swift escape at the research institute, not knowing where the courage came from, silently enduring a slash wound. Discarding her high heels, she ran following Nie Chenglang.

She smiled; sometimes she could be quite brave.

Just like back then, she had unhesitatingly chosen the major she loved, despite opposition from everyone.

Including Li Beiting.

At the thought of Li Beiting, the smile froze on her lips.

She quickly filtered him out of her mind, bent down to touch her ankle, and started thinking about other things.

The hospital was very busy. There were people everywhere, and even at noon, the queue didn’t seem to diminish.

Nie Chenglang, anxious, stood at the payment area with the prescription in hand.

Yu Weiwei waited upstairs, calmly expecting him. Though the noise around was chaotic, her heart was exceptionally at peace.

She touched her ankle; she might have sprained it from running too hastily.

When Li Beiting arrived at the First Hospital, his figure clad in a dark shirt quickly vanished in the sea of people.

People were everywhere. He stood in the spacious ground floor hall and glanced around.

He didn’t see that familiar figure.

He immediately took the elevator to the surgical department; he had heard that Yu Weiwei was injured.

When he stepped out of the elevator, his gaze caught sight of Yu Weiwei sitting on a long bench ahead, quite by chance.

Indeed, it was quite the coincidence.

At that moment, it was as if suddenly everything around him fell silent, he couldn’t hear any noise at all.

Yu Weiwei, in a beige long dress, bent down, gently massaging her ankle.

She resembled a bright, beige rose blooming in the summertime, quietly blossoming, not contending or fussing, transcendently detached.

She was so conspicuous and beautiful amidst the crowd.

Li Beiting stood by the elevator, not moving any closer.

The distance between him and her was neither close nor far.

Close enough for him to see her, yet far enough… that she wouldn’t see him.

He stood quietly behind a column, his gaze never left her.

People passed by from time to time, obstructing his view, but his lips continued to curl up slowly.

He saw the bloodstains all over her dress, and he also saw the gauze wrapped around her arm.

How much pain that girl must be in.

She had actually bled so much…

Li Beiting stood silently in place, quietly watching her. The smell of the hospital’s antiseptics was not particularly pleasant, but he was persistent. As long as she was there, he would stay with her.

During this time, she seemed to have lost a lot more weight…

Yu Weiwei pinched her ankle, rubbed it for quite a while, before straightening up and resting her chin on her hand, looking around.

Not finding anything interesting, she took out the contract and diligently went through it.

She had no idea that Li Beiting was just a short distance from her; she just felt a heaviness in her chest.

Perhaps it was just too hot.

She carefully examined the contract, comparing each word.

“Weiwei, all done, have you been waiting anxiously?”

After a long while, just when Yu Weiwei had almost finished going through the contract, Nie Chenglang came over carrying several boxes of medicine.

Yu Weiwei, upon hearing Nie Chenglang’s voice, raised her head and smiled, “No, Chenglang, thank you.”

“You are being polite with me again.”

Nie Chenglang sat down next to her and took out all the medicine from the handbag.

“Look at this medicine, take it three times a day, two pills each time. This one…”

While Nie Chenglang was patiently speaking to Yu Weiwei, Li Beiting’s eyes narrowed.

Who is this man…?

Coldness seeped through Li Beiting’s eyes; they seemed quite intimate.

Had Yu Weiwei really started dating a new boyfriend?

Li Beiting clenched his fists tightly, his gaze never left Yu Weiwei and that man.

“Got all that?” Nie Chenglang asked.

“Got it, Chenglang, you forgot I study medicine myself.”

“Oh, right, I forgot.” Nie Chenglang laughed.

Yu Weiwei was not only studying medicine but had even started her own research institute; the girl was quite ambitious.

“I study andrology,” Yu Weiwei added.

“I know.”

“Would you discriminate against me for that?” Yu Weiwei asked, tilting her head.

“I don’t go for occupational discrimination. All science is worthy of respect,” Nie Chenglang replied with a smile.

“It’s good that you think this way…” Yu Weiwei’s eyes showed a hint of disappointment, “Unfortunately, not everyone thinks like you.”