Mo Nianchen felt his whole world about to crumble at the thought of this. He recollected his overflowing emotions before questioning the nurse once more. "What other illness does she have that I don't know about?"
The woman only shook her head.
"Are you mute?! Speak!" He was exasperated at another level he had never experienced before.
"No… No, Sir, what I mean is, she'll recover in no time… You don't have to be too worried. She can be discharged from the hospital after a couple of hours of rest."
"Arrange a full body check-up for her when she's feeling better. Every single test!" he said to no one in particular, "Inform the person who left to go through the check-in procedure earlier to change the duration to half a month!" He frowned instinctively when the nurse was still standing there after he gave out the instruction. "Go on then!"
"Um, yes, Sir."
She gave up trying to convince him the patient was all right and quickly fled the scene.
This handsome but strange man would be better when being admired from afar. She almost lost her mind from speaking to him at such a close distance.
*
Over at the front desk.
One of the nurses blurted in surprise, "What? That feverish woman is going to stay in the hospital for half a month? Is she crazy or does she think it's fun being in the hospital? We're having so many patients with serious conditions lately. Why should she be given the bed?!"
"Stop complaining, that handsome man is really hot-tempered! He probably worries because he cares. This is true love," another nurse said.
"Why am I not loved by a handsome man like that?" The jealousy and envy were audible in the voice.
"This kind of love is torture in disguise…"
"I'm willing to be tortured if I get to be loved by such a handsome man in return!"
"Speaking of which, he looks really familiar but I don't remember where I've seen that face before."
All the nurses were infatuated by that dashing man.
"In your dreams, most probably," someone said, as if trying to mock that it was impossible to meet such an attractive man in reality.
That… That seemed to be true.
*
In the ward, Mo Nianchen reached out to gently wake Li Shengxia. The sight of her sleeping like this made him terribly anxious. He could not take it off his mind before seeing the test results.
Soon, Chi Su returned after processing the check-in procedure.
He was holding a set of clothes he bought hastily from a shopping mall nearby. "Crown Prince, why don't you change into a clean set of clothes."
It was only until then that Mo Nianchen realized his clothes were still damp. The woman's condition weighed heavily on his mind earlier. After being reminded by the assistant, he suddenly felt uncomfortable walking around in the damp clothes.
However, he was really reluctant to leave the ward. What if there was no one around when she woke up?
As if reading his mind, Chi Su quickly suggested, "Crown Prince, I'll be here to watch over the Crown Princess and notify you right away if there's any movement."
The man still preferred to be here personally.
His assistant figured the man would not be at ease to put the woman in someone else's hands thus he changed another tactic. "Who'll take care of the crown princess if you fall sick too?"
Convinced, he received the clothes from Chi Su's hands. He had just taken the first step before changing his mind again. He glanced at the woman sleeping soundly on the hospital bed. "You should leave," he ordered the assistant.
"Crown Prince…"
"Book me a room in the hotel nearby. I'll go take a shower after she wakes up."
He removed the wet jacket from his body as he spoke.
Understood that the man still could not bring himself to leave the woman behind, Chi Su left the ward silently and closed the door behind him.
Inside the ward.
Mo Nianchen discarded the dampened clothes onto the chair aside. The soft rays of the light on his skin really brought out the man's perfectly toned figure.
His wide shoulders, tall build, model-like body figure were indeed impeccable. His accentuated profile resembled the delicate perfection of a demon. Those slender fingers slowly lifted the clean clothes he cast aside earlier…
Everything happened silently in slow-motion as if in a movie.
She could vaguely hear a faint voice coming from the front. Her fingers fluttered as she tried to regain consciousness but the man was still unaware.
Gradually, she opened her eyes.
What entered her sight was the man's unbelievably flawless skin.
What… What was this?
She was stunned by the scene laid in front of her eyes! What was this man trying to do?
The movements for putting on clothes and taking them off were similar, just in different sequences.
Naturally, she who had just woke up from sleep misunderstood the situation. "Ah…" she yelped instinctively.
The man was caught by surprise. He grabbed her by the wrist before putting on the clothes properly. "Where are you hurting?"
There was an evident urgency in his voice. Her face became pale as his palm pressed onto her wrist. She was trying to find a way to escape from his touch. "I… I'm feeling uncomfortable…"
"Where?"
"Where?" She was a terrible liar thus his question threw her off guard.
He was so close to her right now.
The man became more frustrated at the silence. "Tell me!"
"You… You're hurting my hand…" she said eventually, her head lowered.
He finally realized his fingers were wrapped around the area where she had the intravenous drip. Due to the pressure, blood was flowing back to where it came from. "Is that all?"
She nodded.
The man had a fright because of her reaction. Finally, he loosened his grip on her wrist. "Lie down!"
She listened obediently.
He placed her wrist down gently and handed over a hand warmer.
In actuality, she was not used to his tenderness. She watched on as the man shuffled across the room to make her feel more comfortable…
He looked so serious as if she had imagined this.
"Mo Nianchen…"
"Huh?"
"Aren't you cold?" she asked.
It was until then that he realized something. Her unexpected shriek earlier shocked him so much that he forgot to put on his clothes properly. Was this why she dared not look him in the eyes?
He raised his eyebrow playfully as he put on his charming voice. "Why? Pleased with what you see?"
"…" What was going on with the man? She shut her eyes right away.
The man, however, tried to widen her eyes with his fingers. "Speak!"
Why would she shut her eyes at his question? Was that discrimination?