Chapter 54 Si Yuan is hospitalized

Chapter 54 Si Yuan is hospitalized

"I'm back!"

As soon as Jiang Wang got off the plane, he sent a message to Si Yuan.

It also comes with a cute bunny emoji pack.

Jiang Wang downloaded it specifically because he thought the rabbit looked a lot like Si Yuan.

But more than an hour passed, and she still hadn't replied even after the car arrived in the city.

Jiang Wang scratched his head in frustration.

By now, they should all be awake, right?

He turned the steering wheel around and headed towards Si Yuan's house.

——

Pushing open the door, I was greeted by a room full of cold air.

It seems like nobody lives here.

However, the living room carpet was messy, with medicine bottles and various white pills scattered around.

Jiang Wang's heart sank.

He stubbed out his cigarette and began searching frantically.

There's no bedroom, and no guest room either...

Until he pushed open the bathroom door.

Si Yuan huddled in the cold tiled corner, her pajamas soaked through and clinging to her pale, translucent skin.

Her long eyelashes drooped, as if she were asleep.

Jiang Wang's legs suddenly lost their strength, and he almost knelt heavily on the ground.

Then he carefully probed Si Yuan's breathing.

It was warm, and there was a faint sound.

Jiang Wang's tense back suddenly slumped a little.

He cupped her face in his hands and called out to her in a trembling voice, "Si Yuan? Si Yuan! Look at me!"

She didn't budge.

Jiang Wang took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her, while quickly pulling out his phone with his other hand to dial an emergency number.

A person like Jiang Wang would probably never panic like this.

He was so badly mute that he could barely speak clearly.

He repeated the address several times before he could barely steady his voice.

"Quick...please hurry, she's taken a lot of medicine..."

The bathroom light was a stark white, shining on Si Yuan's face. It was so damp and cold that even the tears on her face hadn't dried.

Jiang Wang reached out and wiped it clean for her.

Then he pulled her into his arms.

"You were perfectly fine when you left..."

She was still on the phone that day, laughing and saying she would do him the honor of going out for Japanese food with him when he came back.

How did things turn out like this after I came back?

——

Hospital.

The air was thick with the smell of disinfectant and the walls were white.

The nurse pushed away the gastric lavage machine.

After adjusting the IV line, the doctor told Jiang Wang, "The patient will wake up soon."

Jiang Wang looked at the huge machine and thought it looked like a giant washing machine.

"Doctor, I...I want to know, is a second time necessary? She was in a lot of pain when she used it just now..."

The doctor paused for a moment, then said, "No need."

Jiang Wang frowned, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

"But gastric lavage can cause a lot of harm, so you must keep the patient calm and prevent her from hurting herself again."

Jiang Wang blinked, momentarily at a loss.

Then he slowly nodded: "Okay, I understand."

More than an hour later, Si Yuan woke up.

The first thing she felt was a burning pain in her throat.

My body feels light and airy, as if it doesn't belong to me.

She turned her head and met Jiang Wang's eyes.

He must have been waiting for a long time, because a layer of bluish stubble had appeared on his chin.

"Si Yuan..."

“Song Yan has always known this.”

Si Yuan knew what he would ask, so she answered first.

“Song Yan knew I liked him before high school. He knew everything. Everything Lin Shuangyu did to me was with his tacit approval.”

Jiang Wang's fingers trembled slightly, then slowly tightened.

That's why she's so sad.

So her illness never really got better.

Song Yan is such a jerk and difficult to deal with, he hurt her again.

They still won't let her go five years later.

Are you hungry?

Si Yuan paused, stunned.

"You...you changed the subject way too quickly."

"I made you something delicious."

Jiang Wang got up, picked up the thermos from the bedside table, which contained soft and sticky pumpkin and millet porridge.

He carefully supported Si Yuan's back, and placed a soft pillow behind her waist with his other hand.

Jiang Wang scooped up half a spoonful of porridge with a porcelain spoon, blew on it, and brought it to Si Yuan's lips.

"I made this, want to try it?"

She reacted a little slowly, opening her mouth gradually.

"It's very sweet, and you're amazing."

Jiang Wang's eyes crinkled into a smile, and he shrugged in an extremely pretentious manner: "I can do anything with ease, okay?"

Si Yuan smiled, her lips pale.

But after only a few bites, Si Yuan suddenly turned her head away.

She gripped the hem of her hospital gown with her fingertips, her shoulders trembling.

She kept telling herself not to cry, that's how she'd gotten through all these years.

Jiang Wang looked at her and put down the porridge.

He raised his hand and pulled her into his arms.

Si Yuan buried her face in his shoulder, her sobs transforming from suppressed whimpers into a loud outburst.

When I'm sad, I can hold it in alone and make sure no one can tell.

But Jiang Wang insisted on caring for her and comforting her.

She just couldn't hold on any longer...

"I'm sorry, Jiang Wang, I've let you down."

Jiang Wang didn't reply, his eyes were dark: "What you want to do, I'll help you with."

I'll help you destroy them.

Upon hearing those words, a surge of intense hatred welled up within Si Yuan, a feeling that desperately needed to be released.

That should be very enjoyable.

Why are you helping me?

Jiang Wang looked into her eyes.

With such beautiful eyes, why can't we ever tell how much he truly likes her?

Jiang Wang knew that Si Yuan needed a reason to support her acceptance.

"Because I want the resources in the hands of the Song family. If you help me, I'll help you. Why not?"

Si Yuan's gaze froze for a moment.

She almost forgot that this was Jiang Wang, the Jiang Wang who never cared about anyone's life or death.

Perhaps this is why I'm getting closer to myself again?

Si Yuan furrowed her brows and smiled slowly.

"good."

——

Zheng Qinyun accompanied his new girlfriend to the hospital to visit her parents. He was quite serious about this girl, running around taking care of her.

I was so tired that I could finally rest downstairs for a while.

Then, I saw Jiang Wang by chance.

How did he end up in the hospital?

"Jiang Wang!"

Jiang Wang turned around, then lowered his head and lit another cigarette.

"How did you get here?"

Jiang Wang replied coldly, "Because smoking is not allowed in the building."

Zheng Qinyun laughed: "I'm asking you, what are you doing at the hospital?"

Jiang Wang, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, found a chair and sat down.

My girlfriend is sick.

Zheng Qinyun was somewhat surprised.

Over the years, one woman after another has appeared in Jiang Wang's life.

But he has never admitted it.

Not to mention giving her the title of girlfriend.

They even came to the hospital to take care of him.

This is indeed quite astonishing.

"Hey buddy, whose daughter in Haicheng is your girlfriend?"

Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment.

The Song family's reputation is not worthy of his baby.

If we really have to ask, it should be the Jiang family.

"Not from Haicheng."

"Not from Haicheng?!"

Zheng Qinyun thought about it for a moment, and it was no wonder. He had never heard of any of those aristocratic families having climbed up to the Jiang family.

"Are they serious this time?"

Jiang Wang stubbed out his cigarette: "What, are you serious?"

"They're really going to do this, aren't they?"

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Really, remember to invite Song Yan to our wedding banquet too."

Zheng Qinyun readily agreed.

After chatting with Jiang Wang for only a few minutes, Zheng Qinyun was called away by his girlfriend.

He received a call from Song Yan midway through the journey.

"I'm busy here! By the way, guess who I ran into downstairs just now?"

Song Yan wasn't interested and was about to hang up when Zheng Qinyun suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"Holy shit, you bastard!"

A shadow fell over Song Yan's brow.

"Say it again?"

Zheng Qinyun quickly explained, "No, I saw your sister, she's in the inpatient department!"