Chapter 1095: 1095 The Other Shore Flower Heather (119)
Heather ca back to her senses and saw that he was staring at her. She thought for a mont, then shook her head.
"You obviously do," Nian Shen said. "Just like the last few tis. Every ti you think of him, you end up looking like this—distracted and lost. If you really miss him so much, how about this: stop calling
Mr. Nian. You can call
Ah Nian."
"Ah Nian..." Heather murmured, repeating the words as she blankly stared at Nian Shen.
How could he possibly be Ah Nian...
She shook her head, smiled faintly as if so thought had crossed her mind, and said, "Ah Nian is Ah Nian, and you are you. He won’t beco you, and you won’t beco him. You’re clearly two different people. Why insist on rging them into one?"
It was already easy enough to blur the lines. If she started calling him Ah Nian too, one day, she might genuinely lose her mind.
...
A week passed. Early in the morning, Nian Shen ca again, bringing her breakfast.
During this past week, he’d been bringing her three als a day, unfailingly, no matter the weather. It wasn’t just others—Heather herself began to feel a strange illusion forming.
Telling him not to co was useless. He wouldn’t listen at all, insisting on putting the bla for the accident entirely on himself, saying he’d take care of her until she fully recovered.
The doctor was currently performing a preliminary examination on her.
After it was done, the doctor didn’t speak to her, but turned to address Nian Shen instead. "Miss Hai’s physical condition is quite good and her recovery is going well. At this rate, there’s no need for surgery anymore. With so dication and a period of rest, the blood clots will dissolve on their own."
"Got it."
"Alright," the doctor then turned to Heather and said, "Your diet this week has been well-managed. If you continue maintaining this progress, in another half month of rest, you can be considered for discharge."
"Another half month?" Heather exclaid in surprise.
She’d only been here a week, and during this week, Nian Shen hadn’t let her do anything. He was practically monitoring her every move—she couldn’t even take a walk outside. She’d lost her freedom!
Yet, he carried himself as if everything he did was for her own good, leaving her unable to get mad at him. She’d ended up cooped up in the hospital room for an entire week.
She felt like she was about to grow roots.
"Half a month is already short," the doctor said. "Normally, anyone who suffers a severe head injury would need a month of rest. Your recovery is indeed progressing well, and with Mr. Nian’s dedicated care, I believe even after you’re discharged, there won’t be issues. That’s why discharge is even being considered."
Heather was about to say sothing when Nian Shen interrupted her. "Doctor, we’ll follow your recomndation. Until you officially approve it, she won’t be discharged."
He was so assertive, as if he were her legal guardian.
The doctor wasn’t surprised at all, already accustod to this dynamic, and only listened to Nian Shen’s decisions.
Heather: "..."
After the doctor left, Nian Shen placed the food he brought for her on the table and opened the takeout box for her. As if anticipating what she was about to say, he spoke first: "Trying to get discharged early is pointless. If the doctor hasn’t said you can leave, I’ll keep watching over you. If you want
to ease up, just focus on healing properly."
"..." Heather was at a loss for words.
Those words sounded like a veiled threat—that if she didn’t behave, he’d stick around forever.
"But Mr. Nian, you’ve taken exceptional care of
this past week. Surely, that’s more than enough. Besides, this wasn’t really your fault; you were just implicated..."
"She won’t co to take care of you, so this falls to ."
Ah... there was nothing she could do. Truly nothing. She had no idea how to handle him.
If he were soone she disliked, she could’ve ignored him. But he wasn’t. And you don’t hit a smiling face extended in kindness. She really had no counterasures for this.
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