Chapter 1260: Chapter 1183: City of Joy and Sorrow
She took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress her anger, “Forget it, just go, and don’t show up in front of for now. Co find when you have done what you think you should do and can explain it to .”
She didn’t want to make things tough for him, nor did she want to force herself; not seeing each other was indeed the best outco.
“I can’t do that, Ranran,” he couldn’t bear not to see her, and even less to stop thinking about her.
She couldn’t be this cruel.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly; she felt extrely uncomfortable, and her face turned pale in an instant.
“What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?” Jun Mochan tried to help her regulate her breathing.
Ye Ranran forcefully pushed him away, “Go, just go.”
“Alright, I’ll go. Don’t get agitated, calm down,” Jun Mochan stood up.
He quickly left the room.
Ye Ranran collapsed onto the bed, curled up, embracing herself in a protective position, attempting to give herself a sense of security.
Shen Yuzhe was searching for an alternative dication, and since he was without a lead, he could only try to match and test bit by bit.
This was the most ti-consuming process, like developing a new drug, from research to trials, and then finally success in the market—usually taking years or even decades.
Particularly for milestone drugs, these were developed with the painstaking efforts of generations.
And now, with scientific advancents, it doesn’t take as long, but still, it’s produced by a team.
But he was alone now, and the imnse pressure was imaginable.
However, he had brothers from the sa sect; what he didn’t understand, he could ask them, so it wasn’t like he was completely isolated in his efforts.
It was during this busy ti that Jun Mochan ca to bother him.
“Go in and take a look at her,” Jun Mochan left him at Ye Ranran’s door.
Shen Yuzhe looked at him perplexedly, “You’re leaving?”
“Just go in if I tell you to. Why the questions?”
Shen Yuzhe went in and, seeing Ye Ranran’s pained expression, administered another sedative to her.
The pain on Ye Ranran’s face eased sowhat, leaving her gaze empty.
“What’s wrong?” Shen Yuzhe brought over a chair and sat opposite her.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.”
Looking at her face, paler than paper, Shen Yuzhe touched his chin, “I am your attending physician, for your ntal health, it’s better not to hide anything from .”
Ye Ranran sneered, “You’re not a psychiatrist.”
“Is it about him?” Shen Yuzhe didn’t take Ye Ranran’s comnt but continued on the topic.
Ye Ranran nodded her head.
She didn’t want to speak of it, but she wouldn’t deny it when soone guessed it right.
“You don’t want to see him? Why?” Shen Yuzhe glanced at the door.
Ye Ranran sighed lightly; her gaze towards him was unusually clear, “Haven’t you been catching up on a lot of gossip lately? Do I really need to spell it out for you?”
Uh, wasn’t she supposed not to have seen it? Why was she so inford? Shen Yuzhe touched his nose, “Did you face her directly?”
“Yes, I threw a shoe at her, and that woman was left with a bloody head.”
Shen Yuzhe: “…” He hadn’t expected her to be that kind of Ye Ranran.
“You got it out of your system, still not happy?” Shen Yuzhe asked with a light chuckle.
“My husband rebuked on the spot, do you think I’d be happy?” Ye Ranran’s tone didn’t change, her gaze didn’t shift, only the smile on her face vanished.
Those clear eyes, upon closer inspection, were devoid of anything—no emotion, no feeling, no warmth—like a dead city.
Without a hint of life.
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