An Yin felt as if her throat was on fire, each swallow burning and painful.
"An Yin..."
An Yin was feeling unwell, and in a daze, she heard a cold voice. At first, she thought she was hallucinating, so she held back desperately, not allowing herself to cough.
"An Yin!"
When the man’s voice ca again from behind, An Yin couldn’t ignore it. She pulled back her hand, straightened her body, and turned her head to look behind her.
He stood there under the light, his face carrying a few hints of solemnity and a trace of coldness between his brows. An Yin stared at him, filled with questions as to why he was suddenly here.
"Hello, Bao Shaojin! Cough, cough..." As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn’t stop coughing.
An Yin hurriedly reached out her hand to cover her mouth.
Bao Shaojin didn’t speak, but watched the increasingly thin girl, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?" Bao Shaojin looked at her, his gaze cold and unwavering.
"A cold," An Yin said sullenly.
Bao Shaojin glimpsed the appointnt slip in the girl’s hand and directly snatched it away, "Can you still walk?"
"My..." An exclaid as the appointnt slip in her hand disappeared. She wanted to ask him to return it, but when she looked up, she t the man’s deep eyes, and in an instant, she was scared like a lamb awaiting slaughter. Finally, she squeezed out two words, "I can walk."
Hearing this, Bao Shaojin gave Assistant Lin a look over his shoulder.
Assistant Lin imdiately understood and led the way.
"Follow ," Bao Shaojin said, looking at the bundled-up girl.
"I can go by myself, no need to trouble..."
"Don’t make say it a second ti." He finished speaking, then set off down the corridor.
With the appointnt slip still in the man’s hand, An Yin could only obediently follow behind him.
When they arrived at the elevator, a doctor in a white coat erged. Upon seeing the man in the lead, the doctor respectfully approached, "Hello, Mr. Bao!"
Bao Shaojin ignored the pleasantries and simply instructed, "She has a cold, please take a look at her."
"You are too kind, Mr. Bao." The doctor was astonished in his heart, never daring to imagine that their small hospital would be graced by Mr. Bao’s presence.
In their industry, everyone knew that the Bao Family had their own private doctors, and even the best hospital in T City was invested in by the Bao family. Why had he decided to co here tonight? The doctor didn’t dare to speculate further and could only nervously begin the consultation.
An Yin had no room to speak because as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn’t help but cough.
They entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor.
They went directly to the doctor’s office. When they entered earlier, An Yin noticed that the office only had this one doctor on duty.
"Miss, please have a seat first. I will start the examination," said the doctor gently.
"Okay," An Yin nodded dully.
At this mont she was dizzy and didn’t have the extra energy to think about other things.
Sitting down, the doctor asked her so questions, then, after inputting her symptoms into the computer, looked at the girl, "Please take off your coat, I need to listen to your breathing."
The doctor held a stethoscope in his hand.
An Yin moved sowhat sluggishly. After she took off her coat, Bao Shaojin naturally picked it up and held it on his arm.
An Yin was a little dazed but didn’t think much of it.
Assistant Lin, seeing this, ca to his side, "Mr. Bao, let hold it instead." Assistant Lin had already extended his hand while speaking; after all, he often helped Mr. Bao with his coat in the past.
His hand remained suspended in the air. When Assistant Lin looked up, seeing the other’s stern face, he imdiately realized his mistake and silently retracted his hand, stepping back two steps.
He realized, belatedly, that he had made a foolish remark! Assistant Lin cursed himself internally.
When the doctor placed the stethoscope on An Yin’s chest, he felt a chill wash over him from all directions, even though the air conditioning was on in his office. After the examination was completed, he habitually glanced at Mr. Bao, only to et a pair of sharp and cold eyes.
The doctor was startled, unsure of when he had offended Mr. Bao. Why was the look in his eyes so murderous?
"What’s the situation?" Bao Shaojin asked in a deep voice.
"There is noticeable noise in the lungs..."
The doctor continued speaking at length. An Yin’s eyelids drooped, already dizzy and having exerted herself to the limit just making it to the hospital. Before the doctor realized it, An Yin was slumping to the side.
Just as she tilted, her frail body was caught by a pair of strong and powerful arms.
The doctor imdiately beca tense, "Quick, to the ergency room..."
With the doctor’s words, Young Master Bao directly carried An Yin out...
That night, for Assistant Lin, was one of sleepless anxiety.
The young girl at first might have only had a mild cold, but after a few days, it developed into moderate pneumonia. To be safe, on the first night, Bao Shaojin had the girl admitted to the ICU.
Bao Shaojin, dressed in sterile clothing, stayed inside. At this mont, the girl was receiving oxygen therapy, with an IV drip on the back of her hand.
Throughout the night, she woke intermittently, not in the best of spirits. Only when she looked up and saw the man did she murmur a few words, "Bao Shaojin, where am I?"
"Bao Shaojin, I’m thirsty, cough cough..."
"Bao Shaojin, why am I hospitalized again, cough cough..."
"Cough cough..."
An Yin was transferred to a private room the next morning.
She was still listless; under the caretaker’s coaxing, she ate a little breakfast. Seeing she wouldn’t eat anymore, the caretaker looked at the bowl still three-quarters full of porridge and couldn’t help but glance at the man standing not far away. It wasn’t until their eyes t with his piercing gaze that the caretaker stood up, began tidying the uneaten porridge, and retreated to the side to busy themselves.
"Cough cough..." An Yin leaned weakly against the headboard, her fragile form fixed on Bao Shaojin not far away, "Did you stay with all night?"
Her voice was a little hoarse, and her words were tinged with a hint of coughing.
Bao Shaojin took three steps forward, looking down at the girl’s pointed chin. At this mont, her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, "Yes." He did not deny it.
"Thank you." An Yin spoke sincerely. Because of the illness, she lay softly on the hospital bed, with those captivating eyes fixed on him.
Their eyes t.
Bao Shaojin’s voice was clear and powerful, "Don’t say ’thank you’ to ." The words he spoke were very domineering, with a tone that left no room for negotiation.
An Yin, overwheld by the man’s forcefulness, was at a loss for words. She could only avoid his gaze, apprehensively observing her surroundings. When she took in the environnt of the hospital room, a sense of familiarity washed over her, "Is this a private room?"
Seeing her get nervous, Bao Shaojin guessed her thoughts, "The doctor said your illness is highly contagious, and the hospital beds are in high demand, so they had to put you here. They said it would be charged as a regular bed."
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