Chapter 799: Chapter 795
Looking at that scene, just a glance, and he fixed his gaze.
Wasn’t this girl the one who had sat beside him on the bus earlier?
She was also the one who helped him retrieve his wallet.
Cheng Dongyuan’s brows furrowed ever so slightly, an indescribable feeling rising in his heart. He did not completely lack an impression of her, although he hadn’t seen clearly who had saved him and given him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, he subconsciously believed it was her.
But when he woke up, it turned out to be another girl.
Were the two of them together?
At the moment, he didn’t know what the doctor had said to her, but her complexion looked awful, her lips pressed lightly together.
Cheng Dongyuan’s gaze moved downward, observing her holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand.
What had happened? Had someone related to her been involved in the accident?
Xu Weiran gripped the critical condition emergency notice tightly and turned to walk out. Staying here was of no use, but she bumped into someone just as she raised her head under her cap.
Upon seeing his hospital garment, Xu Weiran swiftly steadied him.
“…It’s nothing, no harm done.”
A low and husky male voice sounded above her.
That voice, whether familiar or not, prompted her to slowly lift her head and look over.
Once she did, she found herself gazing into a pair of profound and serene eyes.
“You’ve woken up,” she murmured, her brows lightly knit together in question.
Cheng Dongyuan’s eyes flickered slightly; she indeed knew that he had been injured and hospitalized as well.
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Xu Weiran, recalling the look in her friend’s eyes when she talked about him, furrowed her brows even more and said to him, “It’s good that you’re alright, but if there’s no serious problem, I suggest you leave here as soon as possible.”
She was all too aware of her classmate’s intentions.
Ignoring the photo in his wallet with the big star Wen Xian and focusing solely on his attire and comportment, it was clear what kind of person he was—a very valuable fellow indeed.
Her classmate claimed to be visiting the parents of an injured student but had set her sights on him the moment she arrived.
Though it was none of her business and she shouldn’t meddle, she still didn’t want her classmate to harbor ulterior motives towards the man she’d saved.
Having said that, she attempted to leave his side.
Yet, before she could take two steps, his voice suddenly called out from behind, “Wait…!”
Her figure paused, but she did not turn around.
One of Cheng Dongyuan’s arms was in a cast and supported by a splint; despite appearing less than his usual elegant and graceful self, he was in a bit of a sorry state. He glanced at his own arm, his brows knitted together in question, “My arm is broken; are you sure I’m fine now and can leave?”
Had he inadvertently offended her?
Why did it feel like her attitude towards him was not at all friendly?
Xu Weiran, lacking the patience to explain, simply replied, “Whatever you want.”
All of a sudden, he began to question life.
Yet a feeling of annoyance welled up inside him as well; a girl in her early twenties was speaking to him like that, far too rude.
So what if she had helped him? Did that give her the right to order him around?
She wanted him to leave quickly, and he was determined not to!
While Cheng Dongyuan was still brooding, his mood gradually lifted when he returned to his hospital room and saw messages from some friends on his now-charged phone, particularly the messages from Wen Xian.