Chapter 238: 174 Snuggling in the same bed for warmth, awkward encounters (2 more updates)

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Chapter 238: 174 Snuggling in the same bed for warmth, awkward encounters (2 more updates) Jiang Yanting had just run desperately holding Shen Zhixian, his back already covered in sweat, as he stood at the door of the examination room, his heart anxiously burning, the warmth unabated. Yet with just a few sparse words, he was chilled to the core. The phrase “incurable,” once spoken, always seemed linked to terminal illness, inevitably terrifying. “This is just a preliminary diagnosis, the specific condition will only be known after a detailed examination,” Zhou Zhongqing patted his shoulder. Though it was a preliminary diagnosis, words from an authority like Zhou Zhongqing were almost certainly accurate. “This illness...” “Generally, it’s major postpartum hemorrhage, accompanied by prolonged shock, leading to hypoxia and degenerative necrosis of the anterior pituitary tissue, which then induces fibrosis...” Zhou Zhongqing briefly educated him, “It’s not any kind of cancer, and as long as you take care of it routinely and take some hormonal medications, it can be alleviated.” Jiang Yanting’s lips tightened, his expression tense, his eyes darkening, seemingly even more intense than the night. “Such a disease manifestation includes insomnia, dizziness, nausea, and vomiting, so fainting is also normal.” ... At this time, other doctors in the examination room also came out, and after a brief discussion of the condition with Zhou Zhongqing and finding similar hormonal medication in Shen Zhixian’s bag, the diagnosis was essentially confirmed. Jiang Yanting thanked each doctor individually, and Zhou Zhongqing then patted his arm, “Although this disease can’t be cured, it can be controlled and eased. The most important thing is for the patient to keep a happy mood and not worry too much.” “Thank you, Uncle Zhou.” “She is Jiangjiang’s...” Jiang Yanting did not respond. “I’m not the kind of person who gossips, go see her, and it might be best to have her stay in the hospital tomorrow for a thorough examination.” “I know.” ** When Jiang Yanting entered the room, Shen Zhixian’s arm was hooked up to an IV, and she was sleeping soundly. He sat by the bed, looking at her, not able to describe what he felt. Severe hemorrhage, prolonged shock, what on earth happened back then? The infusion continued until after two in the morning. Shen Zhixian was not sleeping peacefully, drifting in and out, and Jiang Yanting put her just-infused arm under the quilt, his gaze lingering on her pale face, his eyes tightening. Obsessively thinking of the person going mad with disease right in front of him, even his usual calm and restraint had shattered upon learning of her sickness. “Xianxian?” Jiang Yanting called her for a long time with no response, so he could only wrap her and the quilt together and hold her in his arms, supporting her shoulders as he fed her medicine. Her lips were pale, nearly colorless, tightly pursed, her brow furrowed, clearly in discomfort. Jiang Yanting brought the medicine to her lips. His voice was gentle, like cajoling a child, “Good—open your mouth.” Shen Zhixian obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine, but probably due to its bitterness, she instinctively wanted to spit it out, “Bitter—” Her voice was soft and weak, causing him another bout of heartache. Shen Zhixian seemed to be cold, her body continuously lacking warmth, so Jiang Yanting simply lay down beside her to provide heat. The hospital room was already quite small, barely sufficient for one person, let alone two. She didn’t sleep soundly, curling up in his arms, and it was unknown what she was dreaming about as she grabbed his clothes and even started to sob softly. Jiang Yanting didn’t sleep all night, unsure of what else he could do, could only hold her tightly. ... The next day was a rare sunny one, with sunlight pouring through the window curtains and spilling warmly across the bed in the winter. Shen Zhixian opened her eyes and first saw a magnified face, momentarily disoriented, and taking in the scenery within her sight, her nose catching a faint whiff of disinfectant, she pretty much realized she was in the hospital. She loosened her fingers, hesitating, but eventually snuggled twice more into his embrace. Meanwhile, a nurse came for rounds, but seeing the two seemingly deep asleep, she didn’t disturb them and just closed the door behind her. ** Meanwhile, Jiang Jinsang had already driven to the hospital and arranged to meet Zhou Zhongqing. He arrived early, before the start of the workday, and to his surprise, his assistant informed him, “The doctor is in his office, you can go directly in.” “He’s early to work today.” Jiang Jinsang, familiar with Zhou Zhongqing’s assistant, commented naturally. “The doctor didn’t go home last night, he stayed overnight at the hospital.” “Didn’t go home?” Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips, “Was there a critical patient?” “Master came last night with a patient, and the doctor was not very reassured, so he stayed at the hospital overnight.” “My brother?” Jiang Jinsang thought Jiang Yanting had been working overnight at the office before the new year, not at the hospital. Before he could think further, Zhou Zhongqing had already stepped out from his office, “You’re here, come in. I’ll check you over, and then I need to run over to see your brother before I can hurry home to catch up on sleep. I’ve been sleeping only two or three hours a day recently and can barely hold on.” Since they were going to see Jiang Yanting anyway, Jiang Jinsang didn’t ask more and cooperated with Zhou Zhongqing for some examinations. * Meanwhile, another car stopped at the hospital entrance, its occupant stepping out, none other than Xie Duo. He went to the nurses’ station to ask about the situation before quickly heading towards the ward. It was already breakfast time, and the cafeteria staff were already pushing carts, starting to sell breakfast layer by layer; Jiang Yanting was awoken by the calls of the vendors. He barely moved when Shen Zhixian unconsciously closed her eyes. Jiang Yanting, ever astute, initially just meant to help brush her hair back from her face, but noticing her eyelids flutter, he realized... She was awake. Pretending to sleep? “Xianxian—” His voice was low and disheartened. Shen Zhixian was extremely nervous. Just then, the door opened with a creak. Shen Zhixian breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she heard the person outside speaking, she tensed up again, her face turning beet red, while Jiang Yanting turned to look at the door. Their eyes met, and Xie Duo’s eyes suddenly shot out a chill, his peripheral vision scanned the hospital room number, which was indeed the one the nurse had told him. “Jiang Yanting, what are you doing here?” His voice was stunned, seemingly unable to believe that he would see Jiang Yanting here. “I should be asking you that,” Jiang Yanting withdrew his arm from beneath Shen Zhixian, turned over and got out of bed, carefully tucked her in, his movements indescribably gentle and tender. Although he was dressed in trousers and a shirt, they were already wrinkled from a night’s wear. The small bed, two people, this position had to be intimate. Hearing Xie Duo’s voice left Shen Zhixian even more confused. Why would he come? What to do, how should she wake up now? Would it be too awkward to open her eyes now? Hidden under the covers, her nerves heightened since she couldn’t see what the two were doing. Plus, how could these two know each other? She had never heard a word about Jiang Yanting from Xie Duo, but considering Beijing isn’t that big, it was normal for them to know each other. After getting up, Jiang Yanting slightly adjusted his wrinkled clothes, fastened the buttons at his collar and cuffs, and cast a sidelong glance at Xie Duo. “What are you doing here?” Xie Duo was a bit dazed. Last night, Shen Zhixian had not returned all night, didn’t answer her phone, and when her family asked, Xie Duo had someone check and found out she was hospitalized. He hadn’t dared to tell her family yet, just said she might have fallen asleep at her workplace, and rushed to the hospital to check on her. But upon opening the door, seeing two people lying on her bed was shocking enough. And this person turned out to be Jiang Yanting? “What am I doing?” Xie Duo adjusted his frameless glasses. “I should ask you, what are you doing with a patient?” “What do you think I could be doing?” “Sharing a bed, no matter how you put it, doesn’t seem proper. Second Young Master Jiang isn’t the type to take advantage of someone, right?” ... Shen Zhixian was curled under the blanket, feigning death, baffled. Why did these two speak with such hostility? They sounded like mortal enemies. Just then, Jiang Jinsang and Zhou Zhongqing arrived and were inevitably surprised to see Xie Duo here. “Master Xie, what are you doing here?” Zhou Zhongqing had treated the Xie family’s old master, so he naturally knew him. “Doctor Zhou.” Xie Duo greeted him politely, “So it was you who treated her, thank you.” “Don’t be so formal,” Zhou Zhongqing looked at Jiang Yanting. “How is she doing?” “Quite normal.” “She hasn’t woken up yet?” “She’s sleeping, we’ll check on her when she wakes up.” Jiang Yanting knew she was awake, and if Zhou Zhongqing touched her, he would surely expose her. Since she was pretending to be asleep, the dignity of his wife had to be maintained. “You are not a doctor; I should check on her personally to be safe.” “Uncle Zhou...” Jiang Yanting was about to stop him when Xie Duo grabbed his right upper arm. “Not letting a doctor check, what are you planning to do?” Shen Zhixian was in a difficult situation by then. Had she known, she wouldn’t have pretended to be asleep, damn Xie Duo! ... Jiang Jinsang had already found an excellent spot to sit and watch. Seeing Xie Duo, he didn’t need to look under the blanket to guess who it was. He hadn’t expected that coming in the early morning to visit the sick would afford him such drama. It was just the brief moment Jiang Yanting and Xie Duo were tugging at each other. Shen Zhixian initially thought of using this as an excuse to wake up, but Zhou Zhongqing had already touched her forehead. Being a doctor necessitates thorough examination; seeing her state, Zhou Zhongqing pursed his lips. “Now that you’re awake, I might as well ask you directly, is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?” The whole room suddenly fell silent. Was she pretending to sleep? Shen Zhixian’s mind was a mess. After being brought to the hospital and waking up in Jiang Yanting’s arms, with Xie Duo suddenly appearing followed by the doctor, she hadn’t found the right opportunity to wake up, resulting in an incredibly awkward situation. Now she could only muster up the courage, open her eyes, and laboriously propped herself up with her arms. At this moment, Xie Duo probably guessed she was feigning sleep, released his grip on Jiang Yanting’s arm, and coughed softly. She’s awake now, why pretend to sleep? Only Jiang Jinsang couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Shen Zhixian had seen him at the auction, but Jiang Jinsang didn’t know her. This was her first meeting with someone from the Jiang family, and she couldn’t have imagined it happening like this, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. How could this be so awkward!

Chapter 238: 174 Snuggling in the same bed for warmth, awkward encounters (2 more updates)

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