novelraw Chapter 350 - 186. I’m thinking of you._2
Chapter 350 - 186. I’m thinking of you._2
Casually tapping the table, speaking leisurely, "Mrs. Mu, I don’t think I did anything to you yesterday. Even if you don’t want to sleep in the same bed with me, it’s not to the extent that you’d run off to the countryside to avoid me."[From now on, you won’t need to sleep with the lights on.]
When this sentence appeared in her mind, Nan Wan withdrew the retort she was about to give, and under Qin Zhenzhen’s smiling gaze, she calmly left the room.
Everyone was packing things in the house, so no one was in the yard. She pursed her lips, "This is just my regular hospital work, what do you mean by ’avoid’?"
The light in the conference room was very bright, and if not for the night outside the window, the environment would be no different from daytime.
Mu Jin Huan still exuded a sense of unfathomability, his thin lips slightly parted, "Where is it? How long will you stay?"
He had something to do that night, and it was just as well she wasn’t there.
The man’s voice was faint, revealing not a hint of emotion.
Nan Wan couldn’t gauge what was happening and could only reply softly, "In Bai Shui Village, it might take five or six days, but I’m not sure. Once you’re done, you should go back early."
The last sentence hinted at her concern: You’re not coming over, are you?
"Be careful with your work, don’t get hurt," Mu Jin Huan stood up and strode out of the conference room, his voice much gentler than before, "Remember to eat on time. If you lose even a half ounce, you’ll need to eat a ton when you get back."
Liu An, seeing the boss appear around the corner, perceptively pressed the elevator button and waited respectfully beside it.
Hearing the man’s words, Nan Wan looked to the sky speechlessly, lightly laughed and asked, "Half an ounce... what are you using to measure? Slices?"
The rural night sky was far more beautiful than the heavily polluted city, with stars scattered everywhere, as if you could reach out and grab one.
"No need to go to such trouble," Mu Jin Huan stopped walking, estimating the distance from Liu An to himself, ensuring his voice wouldn’t carry over.
With a composed expression, he said seriously, "I can tell with just a touch."
Nan Wan, "..."
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As they neared the destination, Liu An sneaked a glance at the rear-view mirror. Ever since entering the elevator, his boss had been silent, half his face hidden in shadows, like a leopard waiting to pounce.
Quiet, indifferent, dangerous.
After parking the car, he respectfully reminded, "President Mu, we’re here. Do you need me to go in first to greet the attending doctor?"
The bottomless eyes slowly opened, faintly uttering two words, "No need."
Liu An hurriedly got out of the car and opened the passenger door.
Mu Jin Huan meticulously adjusted the cuffs of his shirt, dignified and graceful, only stepping decisively into the hospital after fastening the cuffs.
In the intensive care unit.
On the hospital bed lay a frail, jaundiced middle-aged woman. Although only forty-two years old, the long years of illness had left her looking like she was sixty.
Her pupils were cloudy, breathing was labored, speaking with great difficulty, "I’ve already... promised someone else... Sir... you better look elsewhere..."
Mu Jin Huan’s tall and straight figure stood by the bed, the shadow cast on the ground stretching long, creating an intangible pressure.
He calmly stated, "Life has no hierarchy. Regardless of who your heart is donated to, it’s an act of benevolence and virtue."
Just catching a breath, the severely ill woman started coughing violently, lasting for a full minute.
Because of the suffocation, her face had a bit of color, looking less haggard.
Her voice was even weaker than before, "That’s easy to say... but to give hope and then take it away... is very cruel..."
Having experienced despair, she understood more than most what a barren feeling it was.
The sick child was pitiful, and his sister was pregnant. When they learned the match was successful, she tearfully knelt, continuously thanking them.
She only had one heart, but there was more than one patient.
Mu Jin Huan’s deep-set features showed no emotional fluctuation, "As far as I know, your only son just took the college entrance exam this June and did quite well. I’ll send him abroad for the best education. No matter what field he enters, as long as the Mu Family exists, he’ll obtain everything he wants more easily than his peers."
Upon hearing this, the seriously ill woman moved her emaciated, vein-exposed hand resting on the quilt.
Mu Jin Huan caught the slight movement, then withdrew his gaze, his eyes as calm as before.
He continued stating, "And your husband, his crime isn’t very serious. If he behaves well, he might get out in three to five years. At under fifty, he’ll still have many years to live."