Chapter 107 Heartache

The entrance of the emergency room of Imperial Medical Center

Looking at the person sitting on the bench in the corridor in front of him, Wei Shenglin took off his mask and hat.

He didn't say anything, just looked up at the red-marked emergency room, and then sat quietly beside Nan Zhiyan.

He seemed to understand something. Even if it wasn't Lu Yanjing, it wouldn't be any of them, let alone him.

He was not clear about the relationship between the person inside and Nan Zhiyan, but Nan Zhiyan's reaction was enough to explain everything.

But at this moment, looking at Nan Zhiyan with his unfocused pupils, Wei Shenglin felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

Rather than the jealousy that had yet to arise, what he felt more was heartache for Nan Zhiyan.

He didn't know what to say or how to comfort Nan Zhiyan, so he could only stay by her side quietly.

Suddenly, the light in the emergency room came on. Nan Zhiyan, who had been sitting stiffly in the same place, finally reacted as he watched the doctor walk out the door.

He rushed to the doctor in two or three steps. Wei Shenglin was a little slow before he stood up and walked behind Nan Zhiyan.

His expression was complicated for a moment. From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen Nan Zhiyan so helpless.

Even when Lu Yanjing was injured or in trouble, Nan Zhiyan was still able to remain rational despite his anxiety.

"Miss Taran, Master Hollain, the people were delivered on time, there won't be any big problems."

The doctor took off his mask and explained the situation to the two men, looking respectful and bowing slightly before leaving.

After hearing these words, Nan Zhiyan seemed to let go of all his strength at once and squatted down suddenly.

It was not until the person was pushed out and Nan Zhiyan saw Lin Zhiheng lying unconscious on the hospital bed that tears welled up in her eyes.

The silent crying seemed even more heartbreaking at this moment. This was the first time that Weisheng Lin saw Nan Zhiyan cry.

It seemed as if he had only seen many of Nan Zhiyan’s firsts today, as if he had never known Nan Zhiyan before.

The bitterness in his heart was accompanied by pain, but Wei Shenglin could only lower his eyes and stand quietly beside Nan Zhiyan.

In the silent ward, Wei Shenglin handed the handkerchief to Nan Zhiyan.

"Thank you, Master Weisheng."

Nan Zhiyan gradually calmed down after hearing the sound from the instrument indicating that Lin Zhiheng's vital signs were stable.

After thanking him, Nan Zhiyan did not take the handkerchief, and his eyes were still fixed on the person on the bed.

After regaining his senses, Nan Zhiyan began to think about everything that had happened today.

There was quite a bit of commotion today, Nan Wenqi will definitely know about it.

But more importantly, how could Lin Zhiheng fall from the top of the stands.

Looking at the scars on Lin Zhiheng's face that were obviously not caused by falling, Nan Zhiyan's eyes darkened.

She thought that as long as Lin Zhiheng had nothing to do with her, she would be safe, but now, the facts gave her a loud slap in the face.

"So the one you like is actually him, right?"

Seeing that Nan Zhiyan didn't take the handkerchief, Wei Shenglin didn't force him. After a slight pause, he retracted his hand.

But looking at the person on the bed, he couldn't help but ask.

But neither of them noticed that a figure appeared at the door at some point.

Hearing this, Lu Yanjing stopped in his tracks instantly, without having time to think about why Wei Shenglin was here.

The hand that was touching the door handle loosened instantly, and looked inside through the transparent window on the door.

The imagined scene did not appear. A man was lying on the hospital bed, and the person sitting beside the bed with his back to him was Nan Zhiyan.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Lu Yanjing clenched his hanging hands suddenly. He remembered that he was the man who held Nan Zhiyan and refused to let go.

The meaning of Wei Shenglin's words was obvious.

His heart sank suddenly, and Lu Yanjing turned his gaze to Nan Zhiyan, staring at him closely.

A Yan likes him. I don’t know why Wei Shenglin would ask such a stupid question, but A Yan obviously likes me.

A Yan will refuse. Lu Yanjing stared at Nan Zhiyan and turned his head to look at Wei Shenglin's profile, his eyes expectant.

His Ah Yan liked him so much, and he also liked Ah Yan, but they were not together because there were always people getting in the way.

It won’t happen this time, he and A Yan will be together.

But the next moment, Lu Yanjing saw the profile that he had depicted countless times in his dreams, and nodded slightly.

Lu Yanjing froze in place for a moment and looked inside in disbelief, but Nan Zhiyan didn't even bother to look over and gently tucked the quilt corner for the man on the bed.

His heart suddenly tightened, and Lu Yanjing couldn't help but take two steps back.

It's impossible. He must have seen it wrong just now. How could Ayan like someone else? It was obvious that Ayan liked him.

But the next moment he raised his hand to push the door open, endless fear rose in Lu Yanjing's heart again.

In the end, she just stayed where she was, staring at the man on the bed with a gloomy look.

"Click"

Lu Yanjing broke the door handle unconsciously, and the sound made the two people inside look over instantly.

Wei Shenglin, who was feeling a little lost because of Nan Zhiyan's answer, was brought back to his senses by the sound.

Looking through the window on the door, he saw nothing. Wei Shenglin frowned, walked over, and when he opened the door, he only found the door handle dropped on the ground.

Nan Zhiyan behind him also looked over, but before he could see clearly, the terminal on his wrist rang.

It’s Lu Yanjing.

The content of the message was to ask her to return to the public school for a meeting. Nan Zhiyan frowned slightly. Lu Yanjing actually came back at this time.

But Nan Zhiyan had no doubts. After all, Lu Yanjing had been training for so long and there were indeed a lot of things that had not been dealt with.

And she also needed to go back to the public school to find out certain things.

So after taking another look at the person on the bed, Nan Zhiyan stood up.

Wei Shenglin had already bent over and picked up the door handle from the ground. Looking at the marks of being twisted off, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

It was not until Nan Zhiyan walked up to him that he saw the broken door handle in Wei Shenglin's hand.

"What's going on?"

Nan Zhiyan paused. The obvious traces of human intervention made his heart, which had just settled down, slowly rise again.

Wei Shenglin just shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Pursing her lips, Nan Zhiyan quickly sent a few messages on the terminal, and quickly changed Lin Zhiheng's ward before leaving the medical center.

When Nan Zhiyan returned to the public school, he was greeted with strange looks everywhere.

She was of course aware of how great an impact her actions would have.

Without having time to deal with these things, Nan Zhiyan went to the Speaker's office first.

When he pushed open the door and saw the person sitting behind the table, Nan Zhiyan was slightly stunned. Why didn't Lu Yanjing go to the meeting room yet?

But Nan Zhiyan still closed the door and walked in.

"Master."

After bowing, Nan Zhiyan turned around and prepared to pick up the stylus to record the meeting minutes.

"Ayan."

But as soon as he turned around, he heard Lu Yanjing's voice behind him.

It was low and hoarse, and a little different from before.

But Nan Zhiyan still turned around and looked over.

An inexplicable chill came over Nan Zhiyan's heart, and he felt that something seemed to have changed when Lu Yanjing came back this time.

"Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

Nan Zhiyan suppressed the strangeness in his heart and asked with his eyes lowered.