Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  The doctor quickly appeared in the patient room.

  He Jichen didn’t react at all to the doctor as he checked his body temperature, blood pressure, and asked some questions about his comfort level. From start to finish, He Jichen stared right at Ji Yi like a puppet, allowing the doctor to do as he pleased.

  “We’ll give you a bottle of nutritional fluid then give you a shot to lower the fever……” The resident doctor put his thermometer away and gave instructions to the nurse responsible for He Jichen. After the nurse nodded and said “alright,” the resident doctor looked over at Ji Yi. “.……You must remember that Mr. He needs to take his medicine on time.”


  “Got it. Thank you, doctor.” Ji Yi smiled politely at the doctor.

  The doctor didn’t reply but turned to look at He Jichen on the bed then politely said, “Mr. He, I’m going to do my rounds. If you feel unwell, you can call me at any time.”


  He Jichen was as quiet as before as though he hadn’t heard what the doctor said. He stared unwaveringly at Ji Yi without any sign of speaking.

  Ji Yi was afraid things would be awkward if He Jichen didn’t respond, so she hurriedly said, “Doctor, I got it. I’ll call you if anything happens.”


  The doctor replied with a faint smile and left the room with the nurse.

  Ji Yi followed behind the doctor and saw him out of the patient room.

  After the doctor left, Ji Yi wasn’t in a hurry to head back into the room. Instead, she gave Zhang Sao a call.

  Because it was summer, it wasn’t convenient to store food at the hospital. Since Ji Yi didn’t know when He Jichen would wake up, she had asked Zhang Sao to leave the food she prepared at home instead of dropping it off at the hospital right away.

  He Jichen had slept for a whole day before finally waking up now. Having remembered Chen Bai’s instructions, Ji Yi quickly ordered Zhang Sao to deliver the prepared food to the hospital.

  After hanging up, Ji Yi headed back to the room, shut the door, and turned to glance at He Jichen. Seeing that he still wasn’t saying a word, she walked over to the side of the bed.

  When she sat on the chair she placed beside the bed earlier that afternoon, Ji Yi noticed that He Jichen still didn’t look as if he was going to make a sound. She started to explain why she was there: “I called you earlier today just before you fainted, so I came to see you at the hospital.”


  When He Jichen heard what she said, his unwavering eyes blinked slightly.

  Ji Yi continued to say, “Chen Bai got a call in the early afternoon; he said he had to head back to the office for urgent business. He might need to go on a business trip and Mr. Han is also at the hospital now, so I stayed to keep you company.”


  Ji Yi’s words rang out in the patient room and a hint of anxiety slowly gathered in He Jichen’s eyes.

  He tightened his hands into fists the moment Ji Yi’s voice dropped, digging his nails into his skin. The pain convinced him that all this confusion in front of him wasn’t an illusion at all. It was all real.

  All of a sudden, his mood instantly changed; he felt disbelief, shock, and delight for some time before he recovered his composure.

  He hadn’t absorbed what Ji Yi said, but he knew she was talking to him. He gave Ji Yi a gentle nod then looked at her and snapped back to reality.

  Even after seeing each other, both of them tactfully didn’t mention that night in Shanghai last month. However, the atmosphere was inevitably a little awkward.

  Now that the two of them were face-to-face and alone, He Jichen was quiet. Ji Yi felt even more uncomfortable in the silent room.