novelraw Chapter 248 - 151. By then, your vast wealth will become a bargain for me. _4
Chapter 248 - 151. By then, your vast wealth will become a bargain for me. _4
Upon thinking of this, Nan Wan suddenly realized that they had actually known each other for so many years. No wonder he could understand what was in her heart so well.Qingqing smiled gently and asked, "How is Sheng doing?"
Mr. Mu only said that he was neither dead nor paralyzed, but for a young man still in his prime and not yet having taken the college entrance exams, being foolish was not an option.
Sheng Jingzhen noticed Nan Wan unconsciously licking her lips, so he handed her the cup of water on the table, his voice steady, "He’s out of the danger period, but still in a coma. His mother is taking care of him. I just came to see you."
A female classmate of Sheng Yichen said that if it weren’t for her, Sheng Yichen might have really died in that river.
Nan Wan was indeed thirsty, and the water temperature was just right, she drank two sips.
Her brows and eyes held a light smile as she looked at him, speaking slowly and gently, "Brother Sheng, you also saved me once. I just caught a cold and had a fever, nothing serious happened to me. You don’t need to feel guilty or sorry. Just consider it repaying the kindness from years ago."
Sheng Jingzhen looked at those clear eyes, those regrets that could never be spoken long since released when she looked at that man with eyes full of light.
The first time he saw that look in her eyes was when she looked at Lu Li from across half the playground.
It was a while before he moved his lips to say just one word, "Okay."
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Mu Jin Huan certainly did not go home. After finishing urgent emails on the sofa, he first looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed not asleep but watching him work, then checked the time on his wrist: 10:25.
Frowning, he casually placed the notebook on the coffee table, stood up, and walked to the bedside with long strides.
Leaning down, he reached out to feel her forehead’s temperature, which was normal.
"Can’t sleep?"
Nan Wan blinked and said with a gentle smile, "I’m waiting for you."
With that, she moved towards the side closer to the window. The bed in the high-end ward was larger than usual, so as long as they didn’t toss and turn, it wouldn’t be a problem for two adults to sleep.
Mu Jin Huan watched her actions, a barely-there curve lifted on his thin lips, clearly understanding, yet he said nothing, showing no sign of cooperating.
With him watching, Nan Wan felt a bit uneasy, her gaze evasive as she pursed her lips, "Well, I just think the sofa isn’t clean. You haven’t slept well for two nights already, and if you sleep on the sofa again tonight, I won’t feel right."
She wasn’t lying; she just hadn’t finished saying half of it.
Whether in Qing City’s Mu Family or An City’s Ji Family, Mu Jin Huan lived in elite circles, with a keen sense of decorum in food, clothing, and daily needs.
The bathroom in the high-end ward wouldn’t have cleanliness issues, but it could never compare to home.
However, having been in the military, he had strong adaptability. Even if he had a bit of a cleanliness obsession, the circumstances changed his level of tolerance for it.
He could have gone to a hotel for a shower before coming over, but with no one by her side, he worried. So around eight, when helping her wash up, he also quickly washed up in the bathroom.
With emails handled, now was the time he could directly go to sleep.
Yet he said, "I still have work. You go to sleep first."
"No way," Nan Wan didn’t even think before grabbing the man’s wrist since the exhaustion in his eyes was too apparent, "The light is very glaring. Keeping it on affects my rest, and I’m a patient. By doing this, you’re mistreating me."
Mu Jin Huan’s handsome face remained calm, unfazed, his gaze on Nan Wan revealing no emotion.
She always spouted nonsense. Under such circumstances, he couldn’t lecture her but would need to use some means to hear the truth.
Unhurriedly he said, "I won’t turn on the lights."
As his words fell, he made a motion to pull away from her hand.
Maybe Mr. Mu’s acting skills had reached a superb level, or perhaps after being unconscious for two days, Doctor Nan’s 140 IQ had dropped to a normal level of 80, actually believing he didn’t care about his health and intended to continue working. She quickly tightened her grip on his wrist.
Yet, her words were still mismatched with her heart, giving a laughable excuse, "That still won’t do; both computers and phones emit radiation, and my immunity is really low right now."
Without hearing what he wanted, Mu Jin Huan naturally wouldn’t let it go at that. Maintaining his usual calm indifference, he continued, "I’ll find a rest room so as not to disturb your sleep."
Nan Wan clutched her forehead and called his name, "Mu Jin Huan."
Mu Jin Huan replied unfazed, "Mhm?"
Even if you haven’t looked in a mirror, can’t you feel exhausted?" Nan Wan used her free hand to support herself up on the bed, her voice weak yet every word clear, "Work is never-ending, but pushing your body like this, it’ll finally give out. By then, your vast fortune will just benefit me."
Though the words didn’t sound comfortable, the meaning was clear already. Mu Jin Huan achieved his purpose.
Looking at the woman’s serious little face, he couldn’t help but snicker, asking unhurriedly, "Didn’t see a shooting star, couldn’t make a wish, yet still yearning for ’overnight wealth’?"
Nan Wan ignored the man’s teasing sarcasm. Forget smiling; her face showed not a hint of extra expression. She just looked at him and asked, "Are you sleeping or not?"
Simple as those four words were, they inexplicably carried a hint of bratty insolence.
Mu Jin Huan’s coarse large hand grasped the back of her hand; even before his next move, she turned sullen.
Helplessly, he curled his lips, his voice low and magnetic, "I’ll go turn off the lights."
The switches for all the lights in the ward were at the washroom door.
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan paused for two seconds before releasing her grip on the man’s wrist, retracting her hand awkwardly, lowering her head, licking her lips as she quietly muttered, "...oh."
A bit embarrassing...
Obviously, the fever had subsided, so why did her skin temperature rise again?
She slid back under the covers, leaving him space behind her, lying sideways facing the window.
Closing her eyes, she listened to the sounds of his footsteps on the floor, the click of the lights, the pouring of water, and then his slow approach.
After some rustling sounds behind her, his hands turned her around by the shoulder, drawing her into the warmth of his embrace.
He hadn’t changed his clothes, and the faint tobacco scent still lingered—providing a sense of security.
Still mired in her embarrassing earlier actions, Nan Wan didn’t move or speak, pretending to sleep with her eyes closed.
"You two talked for so long; what did you say?"