Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
So it turned out that he hadn’t been getting better at all.
All this time, he had just been pretending that he had no trouble sleeping.
The thought of this choked her so much that she had trouble breathing. It felt as though her heart was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.
She took a deep breath as the doctor continued, “We’ve examined his medical case and realize that he’s been seeing a psychologist. What’s the reason for this?”
Xia Yehua was shocked when she heard this. “What psychologist? My son is very healthy, how could he be seeing a psychologist?”
Shen Zihao looked at all of them with a confused expression and added, “That’s right. When my big brother was in Hainan he was as lively as anything. How could he have needed to see a psychologist?!”
After making these remarks, their gazes both fell on Qiao Lian.
She slowly spoke, “He has been having insomnia.”
The doctor sighed in relief at the correct diagnosis. “That would be right. The patient has been sleepless for some time. The inability to fall asleep has caused him to lose focus. Now he has passed out and fallen asleep. If he continues , his health will suffer. Insomnia is a disorder and the cause has to be pinpointed.”
Qiao Lian nodded as she listened to the doctor.
Shen Liangchuan lay on the bed. His eyes were shut, but his forehead was deeply furrowed, as though even in his sleep, he could find no rest.
Qiao Lian sat next to him and stared at him without blinking.
Now she realized that he has lost weight.
His profile had become more defined and his arms had definitely lost girth.
She thought about how he seemed so normal when he was awake. It didn’t seem at all like he was an insomniac.
One could not tell at all from his appearance that there was something wrong with him.
How long had he been fighting this and why was he putting up such a strong fight?
If he couldn’t sleep, he could have talked to her and she could have given him the sleeping pills.
He hadn’t said a thing and hadn’t taken the pills... Was it because she had cried and he was afraid that it would upset her?
Her eyes turned moist at this thought.
She bit her lip and dug her fingers into her palms.
Shen Liangchuan, what is wrong?
Qiao Lian didn’t sleep a wink, she sat quietly next to Shen Liangchuan.
Until the following morning, when Shen Liangchuan woke up at 5 a.m.
Seeing that he had opened his eyes, Qiao Lian quickly held his hand and called him, “Shen Liangchuan!”
He frowned for a moment and said, “Where am I?”
“In the hospital.” She explained, “You fainted in the shower. How are you feeling now?”
He frowned. The next moment, he reached out and tightly held Qiao Lian’s hand. “Xiao Qiao, I’m okay. I’m just... tired.”
Those simple words cut her like a knife.
Shen Liangchuan lay on the bed for two more minutes and then sat up.
His expression was resolute and wise as he looked at Qiao Lian. Not like a sick person at all.
He was a strong person and had never been one to complain about being tired or burdened.
These days, even though he hadn’t had much sleep, he hid it behind a steel front so that no one knew...
This was Shen Liangchuan.
And now, he had stood back up and said, “I’m okay, Xiao Qiao. I’ve finally had enough sleep. Let’s go home.”
Qiao Lian looked at him and nodded. “Okay.”
On the same day, the hospital made arrangements to discharge him.