Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She cupped her mouth with her hand and urgently inquired with red eyes, “I’m sorry, Mr. Li! It’s my fault! Which hospital is Youyou in? I’ll head over there right away!”
“Hmph! I’m at a nearby public hospital. Hurry over! Youyou is not in a good condition. He had a relapse and he’s still unconscious. Anyway, be careful on the way here; I’ll take good care of him…”
She did not wait for him to finish. Hurriedly grabbing the bag she had put down earlier, she locked the door and rushed down the stairs.
Mu Yazhe was about to start the car engine downstairs when he spotted her from the rearview mirror. She was bursting through the door and running toward the gates in panic.
He thought it was strange, so he honked twice.
HONK! HONK!
The horn was especially ear-piercing. She was instantly alerted.
Recognizing his car, she rushed over without hesitation. Just as she opened the door, she said in haste, “Mu Yazhe, drive me to the public hospital!”
“Why are you going to the hospital?” he asked, confused.
Her shoulders shook violently. She clutched her bag tightly and appeared to be reproachful and nervous. She looked so flustered she seemed completely defeated!
“Youyou is in hospital. I must hurry there! Right now, right now…”
He slightly knitted his brows upon hearing this, yet he questioned no further and simply closed in on her. She thought he was about to do something to her. She was about to stop him but she saw him reach for her seatbelt to help her buckle up.
“Don’t be afraid; I’m here,” he softly spouted before turning the engine on. Stepping on the gas pedal, the vehicle sped past the gates.
Yun Shishi stared at the man’s side profile, dumbfounded. At the moment, his angular and handsome face was taut, but his expression was still calm and collected. Fixing his gaze ahead, his eyes held no joy, but he was not flustered in the least, either.
Although she was currently worried, for some reason, she was not as panicky as before.
His reassuring words seemed to have washed away all her fear and insecurities inside. However, recalling how painful it was for Youyou when his younger self had a relapse, her heart intensely squeezed in pain again.
At this moment, in the hospital ward, Li Hanlin, who was sitting on a stool by the bed, placed his phone down.
Beside him, the Youyou whom he said to still be ‘unconscious’ and was ‘not in a very good condition’ was calmly and silently sitting in bed reading the news.
Youyou set down the newspaper and folded his arms after he saw him end the call. He leaned on the headboard and glanced at him sharply. His dark, large, and watery eyes fluttered, and he asked him the moment he put down the phone, “What did she say?”
“I hung up. She’s probably on the way here!” Lin Hanlin then asked, “Sir, how was my performance?”
“Not much of a problem at first, but did you tell her to be careful on the road?” he reproached.
What if mommy meets a mishap on the way as she rushes here in panic?
Li Hanlin’s face collapsed and he replied indignantly, “I did! I was worried that she didn’t hear it and called back, but no one answered the call.”
Yun Tianyou hugged his arms and nodded solemnly. Silently, he laid out equations after equations in his head.
The distance between their apartment and the hospital was 30 kilometers. The train station was in front of their apartment building, and the bus stop was a few more meters away. If she were to board the bus, she would reach the hospital at the next stop and need not transfer.
The last train was leaving at nine — she would not make it. The bus was too slow, so obviously his mother would choose to take a taxi…
She would reach in 45 minutes tops.
“When she’s here, act according to what I’ve said. Don’t give yourself away. You need to have an impact; it’s best if she feels deeply repentant from your act.”