Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Zhengting tightly pressed his lips together, carrying Zhuang Nainai and taking great strides as he ran.
Beijing’s night view was brimming with resplendent lights.
The surrounding drivers were anxious. Some were still in their cars, and others had alighted in an attempt to see what was going on in front of them.
When Si Zhengting went past them, carrying Zhuang Nainai in his arms, the drivers craned their necks, trying to steal glances to find out what had happened.
He was running very quickly, and his forehead was drenched with sweat. However, he cradled Zhuang Nainai gently and carefully. He tried to minimize the impact from running so as to prevent the coat draped over Zhuang Nainai’s body from falling.
The rapid speed at which Si Zhengting was moving and his gentleness toward Zhuang Nainai was an odd juxtaposition. However, one observing his actions would not feel like they were at odds.
Si Zhengting carried Zhuang Nainai and ran non-stop for 20 minutes, covering a distance of 5,000 meters.
He rushed into the hospital. His expression impassive, he grabbed a hold of the nurse and doctor in the emergency ward. The strength with which he had gripped them was as though his wife had been diagnosed with some incurable disease.
A formidable array of people sent Zhuang Nainai into the emergency ward. They took a sample of her blood and sent her for health tests. They finally diagnosed her with a high fever stemming from inflammation. Furthermore, as she had not eaten for a day, her low blood sugar levels had caused her to faint.
While the nurses and doctors entered and exited the ward, Si Zhengting lowered his head and sat silently on one of the chairs along the hallway.
Finally, after hearing the doctor’s diagnosis, Si Zhengting raised his head. His initially dazed gaze slowly regained focus as he looked at the doctor. “Is it serious?”
The doctor finally saw Si Zhengting’s face. It was full of streaks of blood!
The doctor gasped in surprise. “What happened to you?”
Si Zhengting saw the room spinning before he passed out.
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At the prestigious VIP ward in the hospital…
Zhuang Nainai lay on the spotlessly wide bed, her eyes closed.
Her fine, jet-black hair was fully spread on the pillow. This was juxtaposed against her cheeks, which were usually rosy. Now, they were pale and translucent, making her look as though she could disappear at any moment.
Si Zhengting sat on the couch. A white bandage was wrapped around his forehead. He was seated a little far away from her, watching her intently and unblinkingly.
“Creak!” The door opened, and the doctor entered the ward, followed by the nurse. They were here to check up on the patient.
After examining Zhuang Nainai’s body, the doctor approached Si Zhengting and addressed him respectfully, “Mr. Si.”
“How is she?” Si Zhengting asked coldly.
The doctor replied politely, “Mr. Si, there is nothing seriously wrong with Mrs. Si anymore. However, your injuries are more severe, and you need more rest. You…”
Before he could finish speaking, Si Zhengting directed an icy gaze at him. Si Zhengting interrupted, “If there’s nothing wrong with her, why hasn’t she awoken?”
A day had passed and Zhuang Nainai was still lying there. It seemed like she had no intention of waking up.
The doctor knew that there was no point in bringing the attention back to Si Zhengting’s injuries. He answered, “Mrs. Si has been overworked in the past couple of years. This, coupled with the fact that her food intake has not been keeping up with the amount of work she has been doing, has caused her to fall sick from being overworked. There is nothing seriously wrong with Mrs. Si’s body. She merely needs some supplements. And as to why Mrs. Si isn’t waking up, I think she is too exhausted at the moment. There is no need to take any other measures – she merely needs her rest.”
Upon hearing this, Si Zhengting was shocked. Overworked?
Five years ago, she was undeniably healthy. In the physical examination segment of the high school exams, her body was found to be in stellar condition.
He remembered that on the day the results were announced, Zhuang Nainai was scanning through his results slip. “You heirs usually work out, but you spend too much time studying – if you don’t pay attention, you might end up with some hidden disease.”
