Chapter 110: Chapter 109 He’s the Closest Person to Her
Before the sickbed, Su Shu’s face was pale and delicate, like a flower silently growing on the edge of a cliff, her fragility carrying an undercurrent of unyielding tenacity.
Shen Han found a chair and sat down beside her.
The dicine in the IV bottle had already gone down by more than half; he looked down at her slender wrist and gently covered it with his hand.
Her wrist was ice-cold, touching it pained his heart.
With the warmth of his palm, the man helped to warm her cold dicine, occasionally caressing her pale cheek, a complex glimr in his eyes.
After asking the Doctor, aside from her unending unconsciousness, her body wasn’t in serious trouble, and the heart Shen Han had been carrying the whole way finally settled down.
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But her continuous unconsciousness wasn’t an acceptable situation either.
Outside the dical tent, noises buzzed and humd; he sat for a while and then took out his phone to make a call.
“Another batch of disaster relief supplies for E province.”
On the other end, his secretary, afraid of misunderstanding, asked for confirmation, “President, do you want to send the sa batch again?”
“That’s fine.”
Shen Han was direct. Driving there, seeing everything with his own eyes, he understood the true situation of the disaster area. If not for Su Shu, his involvent in disaster relief would have been motivated only by PR considerations and a certain sense of responsibility.
Having seen it for himself, however, he felt the need to double the relief supplies.
Even so, he knew that what they could provide was still not enough, but at the very least, it conveyed a stance within the business community. How other companies would decide wasn’t within his range of consideration.
Su Shu breathed lightly, Shen Han simply held her hand and accompanied her.
There were other patients being treated around, yet it was uncertain if it was due to the disaster or because Shen Han, dressed in his suit and sharp attire, was there.
All around it was very quiet, except for the occasional dical staff coming in to check, hardly anyone was talking.
And Shen Han didn’t care about how he was perceived by the people around him.
Once he had cald down, his brows furrowed slightly.
Although he wanted to ignore it, what the nurse said still left a mark in his heart.
Whose fiancée is she?
And who is her fiancé?
No one knew better than him how Su Shu had been living these past few years, to say she was soone else’s fiancée was preposterous.
A muted anger stirred within Shen Han, suppressed by his cold exterior.
He looked up at the remaining dicine in the bottle, just as a nurse ca in.
Shen Han turned his head and asked, “Will there be more after this bottle is done?”
“Oh yeah, there are two more bottles,” said the nurse.
“Could she be transferred to another hospital like this?”
The nurse was about to insert a needle into a young man and replied crisply through her mask, “So patients do indeed need to be transported, and we have already made contact with the hospitals in the city and county. They will send an ambulance over. As for whether she can be transferred, ask the Doctor when he cos by later.”
The implication was that she, a nurse, couldn’t decide.
“When will the Doctor co?”
After giving the injection and removing the needle, the nurse adjusted her mask and ca over to check on Su Shu’s condition.
“In a while, he’s treating another patient over there. Are you a family mber?”
Shen Han looked up, considering his relationship with Su Shu, and nodded slightly.
With no other relatives left, as the person closest to her, it seed appropriate.
The nurse said, “Then, when we bring over the fiancé of Miss Su, you probably know him too. Later, we’ll have to ask you to help take care of him as well since we’re short-staffed. Call us if you need anything.”
Shen Han’s black eyes narrowed slightly, asking him to take care of who?
“Wait a mont.”
Soone outside called the nurse, and she quickly left, holding her dical tray, failing to notice how the man’s face turned icy behind her.
It was already the second ti.
He had heard the reference to her ‘fiancé’ for the second ti.
His brows were knitted tightly, and a swell of frustration seed to rise within Shen Han’s chest.
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