Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Beauty or Life? Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Beauty or Life? Dong ng was taken aback, indeed recalling previous mories.
Yeah, not long ago he cherished Cui Xiaoman like a precious jewel, wishing he could hold her in the palm of his hand.
In the company, no matter what urgent matters arose, they all seed less important than Cui Xiaoman furrowing her brow.
But why, within just a few short days, had that surging love seed to be completely drained from his body?
All that remained was disgust and impatience.
So much so that just seeing this woman made him feel irritable and disturbed.
What exactly had changed?
Dong ng didn’t figure it out as Cui Xiaoman’s crying grew more and more piercing.
It gave him a headache, his gaze falling on her sallow skin.
“What are you crying about? Have I wronged you in any way? Forget it, I have things to deal with at the company. I’ll ask the hospital to hire a caretaker for you.”
Dong ng rolled his eyes, his face clearly spelling out five big characters.
I’m done serving.
Dong ng slamd the door on his way out, leaving the nurses with new gossip.
“Sigh, they seed so in love before. I’ve heard the saying, ‘no filial sons at the bedside of a chronic illness,’ but it’s only been a few days.”
The more confrontational ones cursed, “n are all no good.”
So felt that Cui Xiaoman herself was also to bla, “She’s driven away three caretakers in just two days—who could stand that temper?”
Even Yan Sinian couldn’t find peace, getting scolded by Cui Xiaoman during his rounds.
“I’m not sick, do you hear ? I’m not sick at all!”
“Let be discharged, I don’t want to stay in the hospital anymore.”
Seeing Yan Sinian indifferent, Cui Xiaoman grabbed the uncovered thermos beside her and threw it at him.
The caretaker gasped in shock.
It was filled with freshly boiled water.
If that hit him, Dr. Xiaoyan wouldn’t escape a burn.
Yan Sinian, however, stepped to the side, his movents seemingly unhurried, yet not a single drop of water splashed onto him.
“You, go outside,” Yan Sinian said to the caretaker.
The caretaker hesitated, glancing at the hysterical Cui Xiaoman, but decided to leave the ward, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Cui Xiaoman scread and shouted.
“What kind of crap treatnt is this, why has my face beco like this!”
“I want to go ho, I don’t want to stay here!”
Yan Sinian took a few steps forward, his presence causing Cui Xiaoman to abruptly fall silent.
Yan Sinian walked all the way to her bedside.
Cui Xiaoman instinctively curled up her knees, winding into a ball.
“What do you want? Don’t co any closer.”
Yan Sinian looked down at her from above, “You know very well that the treatnt rely restored your original appearance. The way you looked when you ca to the hospital was the illusion.”
A sense of alarm struck Cui Xiaoman’s heart, yet she feigned ignorance, “I don’t know what you are talking about…”
“Your beauty is nourished by life itself. You will look better and better, and will be loved more and more by your husband, but you’ll grow weaker and weaker. You understand the price you have to pay.”
Yan Sinian’s tone was calm, as Cui Xiaoman looked down.
Not sure if it was a specific keyword she heard, but suddenly, it was as if she drew on so strength, making her look up fiercely.
Her no longer young features were twisted with emotion.
“I know, of course, I know. But what of it? I would rather die beautiful, I want him to love forever. Even if I lie in a grave, he will always rember at my most beautiful.”
Yan Sinian watched her quietly.
“Even if it costs your life?”
Cui Xiaoman scoffed, repeating, “That’s still my choice.”
Yan Sinian’s eyes reflected confusion, not understanding this ntality that prized appearance over life itself.
After a mont, he nodded.
“I’ll issue you a discharge form, as you wish.”
Cui Xiaoman watched Yan Sinian’s retreating figure, her heart suddenly pounding furiously.
As if driven by the most fundantal instinct to survive, she opened her mouth wanting to change her decision.
But touching her coarse cheek, Cui Xiaoman ultimately swallowed all the words she wanted to say.
No, even in death, she wished to die beautifully.
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