If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 702: Chapter 702: She is my wife

The Luo Medical Group was originally owned by the Wen Family. Even though Wen Zhiyuan had no desire to claim it back, everyone at the Luo Group still showed him some respect as their young master.

Unfortunately, Shen Chi’s hospital room was not far from Shen Cexian’s.

While Zhou Ran was out calling for a doctor for Shen Cexian, she happened to see Shen Chi being taken into a room to rest.

After asking around and piecing information together, she got a rough idea of what had happened.

That was, Xu Chaomu had been captured by Zhou Peitian, and Shen Chi had gotten injured while trying to save Xu Chaomu. He even came down with a high fever.

When she heard this, she sighed. Xu Chaomu really was the calamity of Shen Chi’s life.

She stood at the door for a while, but didn’t go to find Shen Chi, and instead returned to Shen Cexian’s room.

These past few days, probably because of Shen Chi’s instructions, Liu Rumei hadn’t been able to step into the hospital at all; so, during this time, it had been her taking care of Shen Cexian.

After Shen Chi was settled in his hospital room, a doctor connected him to an IV, while Xu Chaomu carefully peeled an apple for him.

Once the apple was peeled, she handed it to Shen Chi, “Here, have a bite.”

Shen Chi frowned, “Don’t want to.”

What was so good about apples? He had been hungry for a long time—was she trying to fool him with just an apple?

“If you don’t eat, you’ll be hungry,” Xu Chaomu switched to a tone akin to scolding a child.

“Don’t want to,” Shen Chi repeated.

“Why are you being so disobedient? I peeled this myself,” Xu Chaomu coaxed him again.

She was quite patient, her eyes and brows smiling as she cajoled him.

“Go cook!” Shen Chi glared at her.

An apple was all it took to trick him? To bribe him?

“The hospital doesn’t have a kitchen,” Xu Chaomu said, spreading her hands.

“Go to the Shen Family home to cook, and bring it here when it’s ready!” Shen Chi declared.

“Fine, I’ll cook. Who’s scared? It’s not like I have to eat it anyway—you’ll have to swallow it even if it’s disgusting. But don’t miss me too much while I’m gone,” Xu Chaomu said with a snort.

“Too noisy,” Shen Chi frowned.

“You, you, you!” Xu Chaomu was exasperated.

She left the apple on the table, fuming as she gathered her things and made a phone call to the butler, arranging for Xiaogao to take her back to the Shen Family home.

It was just as well, as her return home would also allow her to reassure the butler.

“I’m really going,” Xu Chaomu glanced at Shen Chi.

Shen Chi had already closed his eyes, and he gave a deep “Hmm” from his throat.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure the food tastes terrible,” Xu Chaomu made a face at him.

But Shen Chi didn’t see it.

Having said her piece, she left for downstairs.

Xiaogao was already waiting below, accompanied by the butler himself.@@novelbin@@

The butler wanted to go up to see Shen Chi, but Xu Chaomu said, “Butler, he wants me to go home and cook for him, and then bring it over. Let’s go cook first and we can visit later together.”

The butler thought it was a good idea and took the car with Xu Chaomu back to the Shen household.

On the way home, Xu Chaomu pondered what to cook. The thing she was best at… no, the only thing she could make that was edible was probably tomato and egg soup.

“Never mind, I’ll just make him a beef steak with cheese au gratin. It’s easy,” Xu Chaomu thought after a while, “And I’ll make some tomato and egg soup on the side. That’ll do it.”

The butler silently face-palmed. That was too simple…

“By the way, Butler, how is Uncle Cheng doing?”

Xu Chaomu remembered that Uncle Cheng had injured his arm.

“He’s recuperating in the hospital. The young master is very upset with him, and he’s been hard on himself too, feeling like he failed to protect you,” the butler explained.

“It’s not his fault. No one could have anticipated what happened,” Xu Chaomu said, starting to feel a bit sad.

She knew that Uncle Cheng’s injury was quite severe; after all, the bullet had gone right through his arm.

How painful that must have been!

She recalled that there had been a lot of blood on the ground at the time, and the air had been laced with the smell of blood.

“He was negligent,” the butler sighed.

“I’ll visit Uncle Cheng sometime and speak on his behalf,” Xu Chaomu said.

“If you could speak up for him, that would be great. I heard the young master is really angry. If it weren’t for the many years Uncle Cheng has been driving for him, he might have even been driven out of C City by now,” the butler added.

“It’s really not Uncle Cheng’s fault. I will speak to him,” Xu Chaomu insisted.

The butler’s words made her feel guilty.

Uncle Cheng suffered such a grievous injury, and still, Shen Chi scolded him.

“Then I’ll thank you on his behalf,” the butler said.

“It’s no problem.”

The butler knew just how kind-hearted Xu Chaomu was; it was fortunate that she had the young master to protect her.

In the hospital room, after Xu Chaomu had left, Shen Chi leaned against the hospital bed, his eyes closed, conserving his strength.

He had been through a lot, and sleep was slowly overtaking him…

Finally, both he and she were safe and sound.

The IV dripped steadily, time passed quietly.

While he was connected to the IV, suddenly, he heard the sound of the door.

It couldn’t have been Xu Chaomu returning so soon. When he opened his eyes, indeed, it was not Xu Chaomu, but his mother, Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran walked slowly towards him; he decided to just close his eyes again.

“How did you get injured?” Zhou Ran was very concerned.

She reached out to touch Shen Chi’s forehead—it was very hot, and she frowned.

“It’s nothing,” Shen Chi replied indifferently.

“I heard people say that you were injured saving that girl,” Zhou Ran sighed.

“She is my wife,” he responded.

“I know,” Zhou Ran discerned his impatience, “If it had been your father or me in danger, would you have saved us?”

“Yes.”

Zhou Ran felt somewhat consoled by his answer; at least Shen Chi still considered them his parents.

“Your father coughed up blood yesterday,” Zhou Ran mentioned dispassionately.

“What did the doctor say?” Shen Chi opened his eyes.

“The doctor didn’t say much, just advised him to rest well. He was taken to the emergency room yesterday and received a blood transfusion,” Zhou Ran said calmly, “He’s okay now.”

Shen Chi didn’t speak, his expression serious and somber.

“I have been calling you these past days, and you haven’t answered,” Zhou Ran pointed out.

Shen Chi still didn’t speak, maintaining his calm.

“Adi came back for a visit, but I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her father was sick. I was worried it would upset her. I told her that her father had just gone on a vacation,” Zhou Ran sighed again.

Zhou Ran fell silent for a long while, and seeing that Shen Chi wouldn’t speak, she didn’t want to say too much more.

She sat quietly in the room for some time, simply watching Shen Chi.

Once upon a time, their family had been very harmonious.

Blame her if you will, for taking Xu Chaomu out of the orphanage all those years ago.

In the end, over these years, it was Xu Mengxi who had won; she had lost, utterly and completely.

Shen Chi was her only son, yet he was unwavering in his love for Xu Chaomu, protecting and loving her with his life.

After sitting for a while, with Shen Chi still silent, she knew he was silently waiting for Xu Chaomu to come back.

Zhou Ran sighed, stood, and said indifferently, “Achi, then I will go take care of your father. Take care of yourself.”