HBWnovel Chapter 50: Half a Month
Chapter 50: Half a Month
Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Half a Month
The midsummer night descended slowly, enveloping the bustling city of Zhonghai in what appeared to be a peaceful darkness. Only the dazzling neon lights illuminated the faces of pedestrians on the streets.
Along the Ring Expressway, a bustling eight-lane road in both directions, countless streams of cars passed like shooting stars, either heading into the city center or out of this somber fortress of concrete.
In a green belt along the northern part of Zhonghai, by the side of the Yangtze River, there were sparse streetlights and fireflies dancing under them. This was a rare piece of tranquility, still radiating the scorching heat accumulated during the day.
Not far away was the endless expanse of the river, like a jade ribbon under the sky, echoing the Milky Way in the sky, reflecting the long string of white buildings along the riverbank...
This was the most expensive hospital in Zhonghai, where the serene environment allowed patients to recover better, but at the same time, the expenses were so high that ordinary people were horrified and deterred.
In the hospital ward department at this moment, in a spacious and quiet corridor, Yang Chen and Wang Mama sat on a bench specially designated for waiting, quietly waiting outside the intensive care unit.
Yang Chen remained silent for a long time, finally becoming a bit impatient. He reached into his pocket for a cigarette but then remembered they were in a hospital. He sighed and stood up, pacing back and forth.
"Master," Wang Mama, with red eyes from crying just a moment ago, voiced her concern. "Master, why haven't the doctors and nurses come out yet? Is Miss okay?"
"Don't worry, although I'm not a doctor, I still know a bit about medicine. Ruoxi will be fine," Yang Chen reassured her. However, scenes of bringing Lin Ruoxi to the hospital in the evening kept flashing through his mind, making it hard for him to relax. Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com
Just as Yang Chen threw Lin Kun into the trash bin and turned around, he saw Lin Ruoxi, who was standing on the lawn, suddenly collapse to the ground!
Like an arrow, Yang Chen dashed over and helped Lin Ruoxi up, only to realize she had fainted!
Countless past experiences kept Yang Chen from panicking like Wang Mama. Calmly, he took out his phone, dialed the emergency number, and at the same time, carried Lin Ruoxi back into the room.
Yang Chen nodded, understanding the importance of the doctor's advice.
At such a young age, Lin Ruoxi had taken control of Yu Lei International, a fashion industry giant. With no family by her side and her only father figure causing her trouble rather than offering support, she faced numerous cunning adversaries in the business world. Her emotional life seemed equally lonely and vulnerable, occasionally targeted by wealthy heirs like Xu Zhihong. Yet, her ability to endure all this until now was enough to inspire awe in anyone.
After seeing off several medical staff, Wang Ma sighed and said, "Young Master, since Miss must stay in the hospital, I'll go back and pack some necessary belongings. We can't wait until she wakes up; we need to be prepared for anything."
"You've worked hard, Wang Ma." Yang Chen smiled genuinely. In truth, Lin Ruoxi wasn't entirely alone. At least she had Wang Ma, who had watched over her and cared for her since she was young.
Wang Ma shook her head, feeling touched. "I've only done some trivial things. If it weren't for Young Master, Miss might have been left with no way out by Master Lin. Young Master is the one who has truly done remarkable things. Miss's choice of Young Master is undoubtedly the best."
Yang Chen couldn't deny it and chuckled self-deprecatingly. If he hadn't had some skills, Lin Ruoxi might have been pushed to the brink by Lin Kun. But somehow, she had inexplicably chosen to fake marry him, sparing herself from the lottery of being "winning ticket."
Once Wang Ma left, Yang Chen gently pushed open the wooden door of the ward and stepped softly into the room.
The room was dimly lit, with only the bedside lamp casting a soft glow, enveloping the pristine hospital bed.
Lin Ruoxi's jet-black hair cascaded around her, and her usually elegant face appeared fragile in her slumber. Her breathing was steady, but her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if troubled by something in her dreams.
Was she troubled even in her dreams?
Sitting down on a chair beside the bed, Yang Chen absentmindedly gazed at the woman before him, lost in her familiar contours, features, and demeanor—so reminiscent of someone from his past. Gradually, Yang Chen lost track of time.
"Knock, knock."
The door to the ward was suddenly tapped twice. Before Yang Chen could turn around, someone lightly pushed open the door and walked in.