??Chapter 94: Chapter 94 Why Cry?_1
Chapter 94: Chapter 94 Why Cry?_1
After Mu Yingchen stuffed her into the car, Su Wanxia quieted down.
She turned her head to look out the window, refusing to glance at Mu Yingchen, not giving him even a sliver of her attention. Her eyes aimlessly fixed on the rapidly passing scenery outside.
Mu Yingchen didn’t look at Su Wanxia either, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his eyes deep and dark, but he occasionally peeked at her from the corner of his eye.
He had intended to ask about the severity of her foot injury, his throat moved, but in the end, he said nothing. Never mind, it was pointless to ask her now; better to ask the doctor at the hospital.
With that thought, he accelerated the car.
As they neared the hospital, he made a phone call.
Su Wanxia clearly heard him saying to have a certain orthopedic doctor waiting and not to go anywhere.
She bit her lip and continued in silence.
When they arrived at the hospital, Mu Yingchen got out of the car and, still without saying a word, carried Su Wanxia out.
No sooner had they alighted than a group of people respectfully gathered around, one of them even pushing a wheelchair.
Su Wanxia was inwardly distressed when suddenly, she saw this scene and was stunned.
What was this all about?
It was just a twisted foot; did he need to make such a fuss, mobilizing so many people?
Actually, Su Wanxia had misunderstood Mu Yingchen this ti. His call had gone directly to the dean’s office because that was the only number he had on his phone.
He had simply instructed them to have the best orthopedic doctor wait at the hospital; he hadn’t asked for such a grand turnout.
But such scenes were usual for him and, at the mont, all he cared about was Su Wanxia’s foot injury. Therefore, he didn’t fuss over these details and didn’t say much. He rely gave the crowd a perfunctory glance before carrying Wanxia towards the building.
Imdiately afterward, a person followed, hurrying to lead the way. All the dical staff knew that this was their respected dean.
The person pushing the wheelchair glanced at Mu Yingchen walking ahead and then at the wheelchair he was pushing, shook his head in disbelief, handed the wheelchair to a nurse nearby, and quickly caught up with the group.
Su Wanxia wanted to tell Mu Yingchen to put her down when she saw the wheelchair, but seeing his sowhat grim expression and the curious glances from the crowd, she didn’t dare to start an argunt and opted to remain silent. She burrowed her head deeper into his chest to hide her face from everyone.
Because she had cried so much, her face was surely a ss, not to ntion her eyes were probably swollen to an extre.
Mu Yingchen, seeing her well-behaved deanor at that mont, felt much of the chill in his body dissipate.
Once they reached the VIP dical room, Mu Yingchen instructed everyone who was not involved to return to their work, leaving behind the so-called orthopedic doctor and the female doctor who had previously treated Su Wanxia. Of course, the dean himself had wished to stay, but as there was nothing for him to do, Mu Yingchen told him to go back as well.
Su Wanxia felt incredibly awkward. What grudge did she have against her own foot? It had been injured twice already.
While she pondered this internally, the female doctor was thinking the sa thing.
How strange that this young lady always injured her foot. Moreover, each ti it was their top boss who personally escorted and cared for her. How many lifetis of fortune must one accumulate to find such an extraordinary man?
The attending physician carefully examined Su Wanxia’s foot, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Don’t ask why he was relieved, because he felt that their boss’s face was so dark it was almost terrifying.
“Mu Shao, this young lady’s injury is not serious, just a dislocated bone. It can be fixed by setting it back into place,” he said.
Mu Yingchen also breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Good, it wasn’t as serious as last ti.
As the physician spoke, he lifted Su Wanxia’s foot, pressed it a couple of tis, wriggled it from side to side, and then applied so force.
“Ah,” Su Wanxia cried out in pain, her heart trembling with her.
“There, that should do it. Apply so topical dication and it will be healed in three to five days.”
“Mhm,” Mu Yingchen nodded.
“I’ll go get the dicine,” said the doctor as he, accompanied by the female physician, stepped out of the dical room.
Once they left, the dical room imdiately fell quiet. Mu Yingchen stood in front of Su Wanxia, his eyes lowered towards her.
And Su Wanxia lowered her head, looking nowhere.
Mu Yingchen sighed softly and asked gently, “Why are you crying?” Why was she crying so sadly?
Ever since he saw her crouching on the roadside with tears streaking her face, he felt a pain in his heart and couldn’t stop pondering this question.
Perhaps her sadness represented sothing.
“Tell .” He leaned forward, his voice deep.
Su Wanxia’s heart tensed, fearing he might suspect sothing, so she whispered, “My foot hurts.” Her heart hurt more.
The last three words, she muttered silently to herself in her heart. The pain in her heart was a kind of gut-wrenching pain.
Mu Yingchen seed to have confird sothing within himself, his eyes flitting with indecipherable changes.
“Um—Mr. Mu,” the physician stood at the door, a hesitant look on his face, uncertain whether to enter or not.
Hearing the voice, Mu Yingchen straightened up from in front of Su Wanxia and said calmly, “Co in.”
“This is the prescribed dicine; the instructions are clearly marked on the top.”
“Hmm, go on with your work.”
“Shall we escort you downstairs?” the physician asked cautiously.
“No need.”
“Yes.”
After the physician left, Mu Yingchen took the dicine and then picked up Su Wanxia, making his way downstairs.
The act was perford as naturally as could be, as casual as it gets.
As he carried Su Wanxia past, there was a flurry of murmurs behind him.
Mu Yingchen drove to his villa and placed Su Wanxia directly on the sofa in the living room.
“I want to go ho,” Su Wanxia finally broke the silence.
Mu Yingchen paused for a long while before saying, “If you don’t want to see , I’ll stay at the company for the next few days. You can feel at ease to heal your foot injury here.”
He spoke in a low voice, knowing she didn’t want her family to worry about her, just like last ti. So, if she didn’t want to see him, he would stay at the company and let her recover here.
Moreover, this ti her injuries weren’t too severe, so even if he stayed at the company, he felt sowhat reassured.
Upon hearing Mu Yingchen’s words, Su Wanxia felt a tightness in her chest, growing tighter. Why was he always able to think things through so comprehensively, arranging everything perfectly for her?
Doesn’t he know, this way, she will beco even more reliant on him?
Su Wanxia didn’t speak, so Mu Yingchen took it as her consent. In fact, even if she objected, he would have done the sa.
Then, he proceeded to carry Su Wanxia upstairs.
Su Wanxia thought he would put her in the guest room, but unexpectedly, he carried her straight into his bedroom.
She quickly spoke out, “The guest room is fine…”
Mu Yingchen paused, his obsidian-like gaze fixed on her sowhat evasive eyes. His lips parted slightly, his voice a blend of elegance, “Just consider this as the guest room…”
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