Chapter 218 Jiang Wang, wake up!

As soon as Si Yuan got off the plane, the chilly air, mixed with the noise of the airport, hit her in the face.

The southern city is spring-like all year round. Having not returned to the capital for five years, Si Yuan only felt cold.

It's already October.

The temperature in Beijing had already started to drop in October.

My phone suddenly rang.

It was Song Yan calling. Si Yuan paused for a moment, then swiped to answer.

"A-Yuan, where are you?"

Song Yan's voice came through the receiver, as flat as a stagnant pool, devoid of any emotion.

Si Yuan gripped her phone tightly, didn't stop walking, avoided the crowd, and said as she walked, "I'm in Beijing on a business trip. There are some things I need to coordinate on the project."

She never mentioned Jiang Wang, let alone her illness.

She didn't want, and had no right to, let others know about Jiang Wang's affair.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, long enough for Si Yuan to think the signal had been lost, before Song Yan let out a soft laugh.

The laughter was soft, even tinged with self-deprecation, but it vanished in an instant: "Okay, be careful on your business trip. Let me know if you need any help."

"knew."

Si Yuan's voice was strained; she gave a hurried reply and hung up the phone.

She frowned, sensing that something was off about Song Yan's voice.

But then she thought about it again, and Jiang Wang was still lying in the hospital. Her doubts were instantly overwhelmed by a wave of worry.

She hurried to the roadside, hailed a taxi, gave the hospital address, and said anxiously, "Driver, the sooner the better."

Five years later, returning here feels like a lifetime ago.

She once thought this would be her future home.

The man who promised to give her a home is running out of time.

Just thinking about these things makes my heart ache uncontrollably.

Si Yuan's eyes instantly reddened. She frowned and forcefully wiped away her tears.

When Si Yuan arrived at the hospital's inpatient building, she practically ran upstairs.

She wasn't wearing high heels, and she twisted her ankle, which hurt terribly.

But she didn't have time to think about it; she searched for Jiang Wang's hospital room one by one.

1208!

Si Yuan had just seen the ward number and was about to go in when the door opened before she could.

She bumped into Fang Yan, who was coming from the opposite direction, and the test results in Fang Yan's hand fell to the ground.

Fang Yan was annoyed by the collision and was about to lose his temper, but the moment he saw Si Yuan, his face turned pale.

I didn't expect Si Yuan to arrive so quickly, in less than a day.

Fang Yan was so scared he almost flew away, and he cursed inwardly, "It's all over, it's all over."

The ancestor inside didn't look critically ill at all.

He was leaning against the headboard scrolling through his phone, his legs crossed, looking as energetic as if he could run twenty laps around the hospital.

"Si...Si Yuan?" Fang Yan instinctively blocked the doorway, his voice panicked. "What are you doing here?"

He orchestrated and acted in this whole thing, as if he'd forgotten that he was the one who tricked people into coming here.

Si Yuan grabbed his arm, her fingertips cold, her eyes filled with urgency: "Where is Jiang Wang?"

"He...he's still asleep." Fang Yan slammed the door shut to block out the noise, then quickly composed himself and came up with a quick idea. "Wait outside for two minutes, I'll go in and talk to the nurse and ask if he can accept visitors now."

Si Yuan felt a chill run through her body.

Is it that serious?

Do we have to ask beforehand even to visit someone?

Si Yuan felt her legs go weak and she could barely stand.

Fang Yan turned around and rushed into the ward, closing the door behind him. He rushed to the bedside and grabbed Jiang Wang, who was about to sit up.

"Don't move!"

Fang Yan lowered his voice and spoke quickly, "Si Yuan is here! I told her you were critically ill and only had three months left, and she rushed over as soon as she heard that. There's no time to explain now, so lie down and pretend to be unconscious!"

Jiang Wang was about to curse him when he heard the words "Si Yuan is here," and he stopped abruptly.

He frowned, his eyes darkening with a dangerous glint: "You lied to her?"

Fang Yan actually dared to deceive her and lure her to the capital?

Jiang Wang felt extremely distressed, and knew even more that Si Yuan hated being lied to the most.

"Would she come if I didn't lie to her?" Fang Yan was sweating with anxiety, pushing his shoulders and pressing him onto the bed. "Think about it, if she wasn't worried about you, would she have dropped everything and rushed over from Nancheng? Stop dawdling, she's outside, she'll be coming in soon!"

Jiang Wang's anger surged, but the phrase "Si Yuan is worried about him" struck a nerve.

She clearly said she didn't like it, so why is she so worried about her illness?

but……

Even knowing that Si Yuanhen had been deceived, what could he do at this point?

Should I tell her I'm not sick and that I should go home?

How could Jiang Wang bear to part with it?

He desperately wanted to see her, like he was dying to.

The person is right outside, just a door away, and Jiang Wang can't bring himself to ask them to go back...

He gritted his teeth and finally gave in, quickly lying down and closing his eyes, looking completely unconscious.

Fang Yan was speechless. You're really a hypocrite. You condemn others morally, but when it comes to putting on an act, you're better than anyone else.

Fortunately, he had already made thorough preparations, having someone prepare some fake medical equipment in the ward and connect it all to Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang frowned: "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Fang Yan checked it over and, after confirming there were no flaws, breathed a sigh of relief.

Do you want her to come back?

think.

Jiang Wang obediently shut up.

Fang Yan walked over, opened the door, and said to Si Yuan outside, "You can come in now."

Si Yuan immediately went inside.

The ward was quiet, with only the slight sounds of the medical equipment operating.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on the hospital bed. Jiang Wang lay there, his face pale and his lips bloodless, looking very ill.

Fang Yan dared not say that it was from drug poisoning and drinking in the past few days.

Si Yuan froze in place, her heart clenching, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.

She moved step by step to the bedside, her gaze falling on Jiang Wang's face, and tears fell without warning.

She crouched down, her fingertips trembling, and hesitated for a long time before gently touching his cheek.

The warm touch made Si Yuan's tears fall even harder.

“Jiang Wang,” her voice choked with suppressed sobs, “bring it to me first and let me see you. I am Si Yuan.”

"Weren't you perfectly fine in Nancheng last month?"

Si Yuan asked, then wished Jiang Wang would get up and tell her that what the doctor said was all false.

But the person in bed didn't react at all.

Si Yuan sniffed, reached out and took his hand. His hand was cold, and she wanted to transfer her warmth to him.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Wang," she said softly. "I was wrong before. I shouldn't have avoided you, and I shouldn't have said those hurtful things to you."

“I’ve never disliked you,” her voice was soft but clear, “I’m just afraid, afraid that you’ll leave me too, and that I have to leave first.”

"Please wake up!" she pleaded. "I'll do anything you ask if you can get better. I won't hide anymore, I'll stay with you, don't be afraid..."

Her cries were soft and intermittent.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Si Yuan's words touched his heart, bringing him a mix of secret joy, heartache, and above all, guilt.

Jiang Wang really didn't expect that Si Yuan would care about him so much.

He could clearly feel the warmth of her palm, hear her suppressed sobs, and imagine her reddened eyes.

He wanted to open his eyes, to hug her, to tell her it was all a lie, that he wasn't sick, that he was fine.

But he didn't dare.

He was afraid that if he opened his eyes, Si Yuan would avoid him again.