NOVPUBChapter 301: 301, A guilty conscience betrays itself
Chapter 301: 301, A guilty conscience betrays itself
Song Qiliang laughed cunningly, “Don’t you see? That man has feelings for her. He’s a fool for not accepting it.”
Lu Meiyan retorted, “Who are you calling foolish? You stinky man, have you forgotten who got us into this mess? What the hell have you been gambling?”
“Aren’t you the one always talking about wanting a house in the school district…”
The two continued bickering and squabbling as they left the café, entirely oblivious to the waiter following them.
This waiter was the same one who’d gone to fetch the burn cream earlier.
Listening to their conversation, he watched them leave with a look of contempt and disgust before turning to his colleagues to air his gripe about the odd couple of foster parents he’d encountered.
Shi Yuhuan’s burn was not severe.
Under the care of the doctor, the clothes that had stuck to the skin were quickly removed.
After being treated with medical solutions, there was no longer any burning sensation left.
Due to excellent treatment, the skin didn’t break at all, but there was still some redness and swelling.
Song Qinghuan realized she really didn’t understand Shi Yuhuan. She didn’t know what he was thinking.
His foot injury that day was more severe, yet he didn’t want to stay in the hospital.
This time, his burn was considered a minor wound, but when the doctor suggested keeping him for overnight observation, he surprisingly agreed.
When Song Qinghuan returned to the hospital room after fetching the medicine, Shi Yuhuan was reclining on the bed with one arm raised to his chest.
“I’m sorry!” Song Qinghuan looked down and apologized as she approached the bedside. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Since he’d gotten injured saving her once again, she felt it was only right to apologize and express gratitude.
After a moment’s pause, she added, “Thank you!”
Shi Yuhuan stayed silent, his eyes closed as if he’d fallen asleep.
Song Qinghuan wasn’t sure if he was sleeping, so she brought a chair over and sat next to the bed.
After finishing the admission procedures, Chen Tian tactfully departed, instructing her to stay and look after Shi Yuhuan for a while and wait until he woke up to leave.
Shi Yuhuan didn’t say anything comforting, silently lounging on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.
Bored, Song Qinghuan didn’t know what to do.
Even though Shi Yuhuan was in a VIP hospital room equipped with every imaginable appliance, she was afraid that turning the TV on will disturb his rest.
She could only idly play with her phone.
However, the phone battery was limited and ran out after a couple of hours of play.
With a dead phone, Song Qinghuan was even more bored.
She leaned over the bed, looking at Shi Yuhuan’s exquisite face. It seemed he’d fallen into a deep sleep. Should she leave for now?
For the first time, Song Qinghuan dared to scrutinize Shi Yuhuan at such a close distance.
His eyelashes were thick and long, his nose highly elegant, his skin clean and smooth. She had no idea a man could be as stunningly beautiful before she’d met him.
Most notably, his lips were perfect, which made her irresistibly want to kiss them.
Song Qinghuan let out a long sigh, feeling down about her weakness.
This man was temptation personified. Despite his cold indifference, he always seemed to invite transgressions.
At this moment, she couldn’t help but reach out, wanting to touch his face.
The air in the hospital room turned ambiguous.
Song Qinghuan blushed. With the expression of a guilty thief on her face, she sat upright, clutching her head and shaking it as she lamented her lack of self-control.
