Chapter 243 She actually cared more about him

Chapter 243 She actually cared more about him

Jiang Wang didn't say anything more.

He didn't believe that someone like Song Yan would stage a suicide.

Is it for Si Yuan's sake?

He shouldn't be that infatuated yet, otherwise he wouldn't have hurt Si Yuan again and again for Lin Shuangyu.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Si Yuan.

She was very anxious; I had never seen her so anxious since she woke up.

Jiang Wang felt terrible. Seeing his wife so worried and anxious after hearing about another person made him feel like he was being a bit superfluous.

He looked away and said, "I'm going to the hospital."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Si Yuan suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Her fingers were trembling, and her fingertips were much colder than before: "I'll go with you."

Jiang Wang stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Si Yuan's pale face, at the lingering fear and confusion in her eyes, and a feeling of resistance welled up inside him.

Ultimately, he didn't want her to have any further contact with anything related to Song Yan.

But she didn't want Si Yuan to hate her even more.

Doesn't she worry about Song Yan while she's at home?

Perhaps she'll just blame herself while worrying about him.

He remained silent for a few seconds, then finally nodded.

"good."

Jiang Wang grabbed his coat from the sofa, pulled Si Yuan's hand tightly, and hurried downstairs.

Hearing the commotion, the nanny came out of the room. Seeing the two of them in such a hurry, she was about to ask a question when Jiang Wang said in a deep voice, "Keep an eye on Xiao Zhou. We have something to do and need to go out for a bit."

The nanny quickly replied, "Yes, Mr. Jiang."

The car sped through the night, the atmosphere inside the carriage somewhat oppressive.

Si Yuan leaned back in the passenger seat, her hands gripping the seatbelt tightly, her eyes vacant as she stared at the neon lights rushing past the window.

She didn't say a word, but Jiang Wang knew she was very uneasy.

Therefore, Jiang Wang remained silent.

The car quickly stopped in front of the hospital.

Jiang Wang got out of the car first and went around to the passenger side to open the car door for Si Yuan, but Si Yuan had already gotten out of the car.

Jiang Wang's gaze froze for a moment.

"Be careful," he whispered a reminder.

Si Yuan nodded, then walked quickly inside, looking dazed.

The two quickly arrived at the entrance of the emergency room.

The corridor lights were stark white, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air, making my stomach churn.

Si Yuan stared at the tightly closed emergency room door, her lips moved, and finally she asked the question, tentatively and cautiously:

"Did he...commit suicide because of me?"

Jiang Wang's heart clenched suddenly.

What he feared most was that she would think that way, and that she would take all the blame for Song Yan's mistakes upon herself.

He immediately gripped her hand and told her firmly, "No."

“Everything Song Yan did was his own choice. He hurt you, threatened you, and now he has come to this point. He deserves it, and it has nothing to do with you.”

Jiang Wang's voice was like that of a calm elder comforting a young and helpless girl: "You don't have to take responsibility for any of his actions, not at all."

Si Yuan looked at Jiang Wang blankly, not knowing what to do.

She couldn't remember anything about Jiang Wang; all her memories were related to Song Yan, mostly bad and mostly soft. He was not only the person she liked, but also her brother.

If it's really because of me, how can I accept that?

The two had been standing in the corridor for a short while when the door to the emergency room was pushed open.

The doctor took off his mask and walked over quickly. Jiang Wang immediately went to greet him, with Si Yuan following closely behind.

"Doctor, how is the patient?"

The doctor nodded, his tone relatively calm: "The patient's wound has stopped healing. It didn't hit any vital organs, so there's no immediate danger to his life."

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow. Sure enough, he wouldn't be too ruthless to himself.

He turned his head to look at Si Yuan and noticed that her shoulders had also relaxed slightly, but her face was still completely pale.

The doctor added, "The patient is still in a coma, and it's hard to say when he will wake up. Also, we still can't contact his family and are in contact with the police. The hospital can only communicate with you about the follow-up matters for now."

Jiang Wang frowned, feeling that this shouldn't be the case.

Yu Qingfang cares most about her son, and she wouldn't ignore such a serious incident.

Song Yan was not so naive as to waste his life. He was an ambitious and capable man. Doing something so childish could only be a publicity stunt, so Jiang Wang felt something was very wrong.

What exactly does he want to do?

The doctor didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

The two of them were left alone in the corridor again. Si Yuan watched as the door to the emergency room was closed again.

"Jiang Wang, I want to wait for him to come out."

Jiang Wang's brows furrowed instantly: "Si Yuan, no."

"I just want to see him, just one look." Si Yuan looked up and pleaded with him, "I want to make sure he's really alright."

Whether he's alright or not is none of your business.

Jiang Wang's tone hardened; he clearly didn't want her to think about others anymore.

"What you need to do now is take good care of yourself, not worry about someone who hurt you. He's out of danger. I'll take you home first."

As he spoke, he grabbed Si Yuan's hand, wanting to let her go back first.

Si Yuan didn't expect Jiang Wang to be so indifferent.

She looked at Jiang Wang with slight shock, watching him so decisively and coldly refuse to let her stay, as if the person lying inside wasn't her brother.

Si Yuan seemed to realize in an instant that Jiang Wang had always been unfathomable to her.

She pulled her hand away from Jiang Wang's grasp, her voice choked with emotion, and spoke each word with exceptional clarity: "But he committed suicide."

“Regardless of what he really did, he is my brother, my only brother. He is lying in the hospital now, and I can't just leave him there. I don't want to go back; I want to wait for him to come out.”

Si Yuan spoke so sincerely and cared so much that Jiang Wang's heart suddenly ached heavily.

The pain was so intense that he could barely breathe.

Is this God's retribution for him? Retribution for his recklessness back then, retribution for his suspicion and doubt towards her, which led to her leaving with their child... So now, he has to watch helplessly as she confronts him with tears in her eyes for another person, watching her give all her care and concern to the person who hurt her the most.

But he was clearly her husband, they had children together, and he was the one who cherished her dearly.

In her eyes, Song Yan will always be special.

He was her brother, the only connection she had in her memory.

Jiang Wang's fingers curled up, his nails digging deep into his palm.

He should have just walked away; he should have ignored it.

When was Jiang Wang ever able to tolerate all this before?

When will you feel a sharp pain in your heart when you see someone's tears?

But... now he suddenly can't do it anymore.

He can't do that.

He had already lost her once because of his reckless behavior.

He couldn't let himself push her further away for the same reason.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and looked into Si Yuan's eyes, suddenly giving in.

"If you have to wait, I'll stay with you."

Si Yuan's body stiffened abruptly.

She never expected Jiang Wang to say such a thing.

Si Yuan blinked, looking at Jiang Wang with astonishment in her eyes.