novelraw Chapter 244 - 150. Mrs. Mu may have some difficulty getting pregnant in the future.
Chapter 244 - 150. Mrs. Mu may have some difficulty getting pregnant in the future.
Have you thought of me?How could I not...
Nan Wan had just returned from the brink of death, yet it seemed she was falling into those deep, bottomless pools again, with the water plants entangling her limbs, rendering her immobile.
She didn’t really want to move either.
Her lips parted, and after a long pause, she finally uttered three words, "...I have."
Her voice was as low as a whisper.
The two of them just looked at each other, neither speaking, as people who are alike tend to understand each other better than others.
A few minutes later, Mu Jin Huan withdrew his hand, bringing the pills and water prescribed by the doctor to her lips, "I asked Liu An to buy porridge, he’s on the way. Take your medicine first."
Nan Wan was weak, but still had the strength to take medicine. Unaccustomed to being fed by someone, she raised her hand to take the pills herself.
Mu Jin Huan noticed her intent and dodged her movement, his demeanor gentle, "Be good, you’re still on an IV, don’t move around."
Nan Wan followed his gaze to her hand, indeed still connected to an IV. Perhaps all her attention wasn’t on herself since waking up, and she hadn’t realized.
She flattened her right hand and switched to using her other hand, "I can use my left hand..."
However, before she could finish, her gaze paused on her ring finger, looking at it for a long time before murmuring, "The ring... is it lost?"
Because she hadn’t gone to work at the hospital, nor performed any surgery, she hadn’t taken off her wedding ring since putting it on.
Mu Jin Huan’s eyes remained calm, "It’s not lost, it’s in my pocket."
Nan Wan let out a sigh of relief.
Since he said it, she believed it without a shadow of doubt.
Mu Jin Huan, with both hands occupied, could only tell her, "Take your medicine first."
This time Nan Wan didn’t refuse, she took it as he fed it to her, though her actions were awkward.
After she finished half a cup of water, Mu Jin Huan took the ring from his trouser pocket, lifted her left hand, and placed it back on her ring finger.
Nan Wan’s gaze fell on the ring; it was indeed identical to the previous one. She quietly asked, "Why was it with you?"
She had drowned, not suffered an injury requiring surgery, so normally, doctors wouldn’t remove a ring from a patient’s hand.
Mu Jin Huan didn’t answer directly, instead he asked, "If not with me, where else would you want it to be?"
Before she was wheeled into the emergency room, the ring that had been perfectly placed on her finger suddenly slipped off and came to rest at Mu Jin Huan’s feet.
At that moment, he thought it was a bad omen, and for a long time didn’t move, until Huo Yihan bent over to pick it up.
Thinking back now, he found it laughable that someone who had been guided by superstition would one day have such baseless thoughts.
Right now, Nan Wan was still muddled, not realizing the man was deflecting the topic. She only thought he was upset about her brushing past death, so she took the initiative to hold his hand.
She spoke softly, "My wedding ring, others definitely shouldn’t touch it carelessly."
Upon hearing this, the frustration that had filled Mu Jin Huan’s chest for almost a whole day inexplicably dissipated.
He adjusted the hospital bed, tucked her in, his thumb brushing over her delicate brow and eyes, his lips forming a gentle curve, "After a stroll around the Ghost Gate, you’ve turned over a new leaf, saying such nice things?"
The effects of the medicine hadn’t fully set in; Nan Wan’s mind was still hazy, but a faint smile appeared on her feverish cheeks, "You’ve taken care of me all day, if I speak harshly, wouldn’t that make me seem ungrateful?"
All day...
Mu Jin Huan, only said, "Sleep a bit more, I’ll wake you when the porridge arrives."
Nan Wan responded with a sound, and after closing her eyes, she suddenly remembered something, "That child..."
Mu Jin Huan slowed the IV drip, his voice calm, "Not dead, nor disabled."
That was enough.
Nan Wan couldn’t control another person’s life or death. She had done everything she could, and even if the child couldn’t be saved, there was nothing else she could do. Having no major issues now was a blessing.
Before closing her eyes, she remembered something else, "Right, my sister-in-law said she’d bring Jiashu over today, with only Aunt Zhou at home, she must have called me, did you take the call for me?"
The agreed time was the afternoon, yet it was already evening now.
"I took the call. I told her you weren’t feeling well these two days and to wait a bit before bringing him over," Mu Jin Huan sat down beside her bed, his eyebrows furrowed, "Don’t think about anything, just sleep."
Someone with a fever for two days, where does she get the energy to ask about everything?
Nan Wan looked at his slightly dark face, responded softly, and closed her eyes. Having taken the medicine, she was already quite sleepy, falling asleep much quicker than usual.
The sky outside the window darkened, Mu Jin Huan watched her peaceful sleeping face, his black eyes warm and contemplative.
When Liu An arrived, Mu Jin Huan had just gone to the bathroom. Nan Wan had only been asleep for less than half an hour, but the sound of the door opening woke her.
Liu An saw the obvious irritation in her eyes from the disturbance, and with a flattering smile, opened the purchased porridge, "Madam, the porridge is hot, please try it. If you don’t like it, I’ll go get another kind."
The needle on the back of Nan Wan’s hand had been removed. Feeling weak and sore, she pressed her temples lightly and said indifferently, "Just leave it for now."
When Mu Jin Huan came out of the restroom, fixing his rolled-up sleeves, he merely glanced at Liu An’s fawning figure by the bedside.
Liu An, being perceptive, quickly cleared the spot and stood aside.
The outside sky had turned completely dark, and with the man’s assistance, Nan Wan sat up against the bed, feeling much better.
She spoke softly to him, "You have work tomorrow, go home to sleep. The nurses are on duty at night here, I’ll be fine."
The red veins in his eyes were prominent, and in this room, besides the bed, there was only a sofa to sleep on.
His sleep quality wasn’t great on the comfortable big bed at home, let alone on a sofa that couldn’t accommodate his six-foot-two stature.
Mu Jin Huan remained unfazed, sitting in the chair, stirring the hot porridge, his voice steady, "I don’t have work tomorrow, I’ll stay here with you."
Nan Wan tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled wryly, "Is President Mu taking Fridays off now?"