He Xiyan looked at her phone and shook her head in embarrassment. She used to have a family but she had been kicked out of the house.
She would be able to be discharged from the hospital after three days on an IV drip. It wasn’t a serious illness, so she didn’t mind suffering through the pain herself.
She had already been through so much that these three days were nothing to her.
Ms. Li sighed and took He Xiyan’s phone back and refrained from saying anything.
“Why don’t you drink some soup? Be careful, it’s hot,” Ms. Li said as she opened the box and scooped up a bowl of soup for He Xiyan.
He Xiyan gingerly took the bowl from her. Her left hand was still connected to the drip, so she could only hold the bowl with one hand.
She drank very slowly but tried her best to finish the soup. She didn’t know that a man had rushed over to the nursing desk near her ward, his face a picture of worry.
“May I know which room is He Xiyan warded at?” Mo Yixuan anxiously asked a nurse who was on duty but playing with her phone.
The nurse who was distracted from her work only put down her phone and looked up in surprise when she heard someone making an enquiry.
“May I know which patient you’re looking for?” she asked, as though she had not caught the name the first time.
“He Xiyan,” Mo Yixuan repeated.
The nurse searched through the records before she finally said, “She’s at ward 713. Are you a member of her family?”
Mo Yixuan immediately nodded.
“Yes, I’m her… husband,” he blurted out because to him, she had always been his wife.
The nurse handed him a visitor log book and said woodenly, “Please write down your identification details and phone number. All family members who enter the ward to care for the patient will have to register with the hospital.”
She was only thinking about her unfinished mobile game. Humans weren’t made for working night shifts.
Mo Yixuan quickly scribbled down his identification details and mobile number. Then, he walked over to the row of hospital wards. His worry and anxiety were reflected all over his face and a layer of cold sweat had formed on his palm.
He glanced at the numbers on the wards as he walked past them. This row started from ward 701 and he only stopped when he reached 713.
The door was shut but the lights were still turned on.
Are you alright? Yan Yan…
Mo Yixuan gently knocked on the door and his heart was racing because he did not know how she was doing. He had only heard that she had been admitted to hospital.
“Who’s that?” Ms. Li asked when she heard someone knocking.
She walked toward the door and guessed that it was probably a doctor or nurses making their rounds, so she opened the door without any hesitation.
She froze for a moment when she saw the tall and handsome man at the doorway. She was very surprised since that patient had told her that none of her family members would be coming.
“You are…?”
Mo Yixuan immediately walked past her and anxiously walked toward the hospital bed. When he saw He Xiyan lying on the hospital bed, he looked very worried and emotional and a flash of anguish crossed his eyes.
“Yan Yan…” he couldn’t stop himself from moving forward and tried to take her hand in his. He finally saw her and god knew how terrified he had been when he arrived at the hospital.
He Xiyan’s face turned red and her eyes suddenly widened as shock and disbelief filled her face.
She couldn’t figure out what this man was doing here. She didn’t let anyone know that she had been admitted to the hospital and her phone was still turned off.
So who exactly had informed him that she had been admitted to the hospital?
