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âFeeling better?â Chi Ming walked up to her and asked softly.
Shen Qingyue nodded, though her lips were still a bit pale. âDid you bring me to the hospital?â
âYeah.â Chi Ming tucked in her blankets and asked, âDo you want something to eat?â
Shen Qingyue felt a slight hunger pang. âIâd like some porridge.â
Chi Ming made a phone call to arrange for it, then looked at Shen Qingyue. âThe doctor said your fainting was due to anemia. Have you been eating your meals regularly?â
Shen Qingyue did not hide the truth. âItâs probably not about meals. Qin Zhen had a car accident and needed a blood transfusion. I donated blood for him and didnât eat much at the time.â
Chi Mingâs tone could not stay calm any longer. âYou againâ¦â
âWhat?â Shen Qingyue looked up at him.
Chi Ming took a deep breath. âNever mind.â
The two of them remained silent for a while, and it was only when Zhang Jianci
brought the takeout that they began to talk.
Seeing that the porridge was placed by the bedside and Shen Qingyue was on a drip, she could not reach it herself. She wanted to ask Chi Ming to pass it to her, but before she could finish her sentence, she heard Chi Mingâs dry voice, âYou can eat it yourself.â
Shen Qingyue said, ââ¦I just wanted you to help me hand it over. I canât reach it. â
Only then did Chi Ming turn around, silently placing the porridge in front of her. After doing so, he sat down on the sofa beside the bed.
Shen Qingyue picked up the spoon with her left hand and was about to eat when she heard the person on the sofa remind her, âBe careful, itâs hot.â
She followed the voice and looked up, seeing that Chi Ming had picked up his laptop again. There was no expression on his face, making it difficult for her to discern his emotions. So, was he angry or not? Probably not, right? After all, why would he be mad? She hadnât done anything wrong. Besides, he had always been a very gentle person.
She ate the porridge slowly, and the drip was almost finished. She looked at her phone and finally called Wei Jiuer. She wanted to know if Qin Zhen had survived. If he had died, wouldnât that be a waste of so much of her blood?
When the call connected, Shen Qingyue asked directly, âIs Qin Zhen out of danger?â
Hearing her words, Chi Mingâs fingers froze over the keyboard, and he glanced over.
âHeâs out of danger,â Wei Jiuâer replied, moving away from Madam Qinâs line of sight and speaking unkindly. âYou care about him so much, could it be that you canât forget your old feelings?â
âYouâre thinking too much.â Shen Qingyueâs voice also turned cold. âI just donât want my blood to go to waste. If it had been anyone else today, I would have done the same thing.â
âWell, I guess youâre not trying to repay a debt of gratitude, are you?â Wei Jiuâer asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
âWhat does Qin Zhen have that I would be interested in? Itâs only you who treasures him. If it werenât for a life hanging in the balance, I wouldnât bother,â Shen Qingyue replied, her tone dismissive.
Satisfied with this answer, Wei Jiuâer relaxed. She knew Shen Qingyueâs pride well, and some matters were best left unmentioned. Otherwise, the events of six years ago might come to light. As long as Shen Qingyue remained silent, Qin Zhen would never find out.
Unaware of Wei Jiuâerâs thoughts, Shen Qingyue hung up the phone. Her condition had improved considerably, and she was preparing to get up.
However, as soon as she raised her head, she noticed Chi Ming staring at her. âIs there something on my face?â she asked.
Chi Ming averted his gaze. âNo.â
âIn that case, Iâll be on my wayâ¦â Shen Qingyue thought about how to refuse Chi Mingâs offer to escort her home. If he insisted, she might just accept. After all, she was quite familiar with him. But what surprised her was that Chi Ming simply nodded.
This time, Shen Qingyue was certain that Chi Ming was acting strangely today. He had never been this distant with her before. Yet, as she realized what she was thinking, she froze. She quickly pushed the inappropriate emotions away. She did not want Chi Ming to be so good to her, and she could not respond to it either. She was genuinely afraid of emotions.
Now that Chi Ming was being distant, wasnât that what she wanted? Shen Qingyue tried her best to ignore the strange feelings within her, got up, and bid her farewell.
Zhang Jianci had been waiting at the door all this time. When he saw Shen Qingyue coming out alone, he greeted her. Then, seeing that his boss hadnât come out, he peeked inside the room. âWhatâs going on? Miss Shen is leaving, and youâre not seeing her off?â
âShe wants to leave on her own,â Chi Ming replied casually as he packed his laptop into his bag.
Zhang Jianci was taken aback.. âIn the past, when she wanted to leave on her own, youâd practically beg to escort her home, wouldnât you?â