Chapter 71 Decision

It was Wen Zhirou who came in with the porridge. She placed the tray at the bedside, took out the warm porridge, scooped a spoonful, blew it cool and fed it to Chen Shiyi.

Chen Shiyi felt a little puzzled.

She sat up straight.

"I'll come by myself."

"You came by yourself, how did you come?"

Chen Shiyi raised his hands, only to find that they were tightly wrapped in white cloth and he couldn't move at all.

"The doctor said that your hand was badly injured. In some places, you can even see the bones. You must not touch water or exert yourself during this period. You must take good care of yourself so that you can recover as before."

Chen Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

"Will I have to be fed by others in the future? How bad is that?"

Wen Zhirou raised her scarlet eyes.

"You are a patient, what's wrong with that? I'll feed you later so you don't feel embarrassed."

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"Then I'll trouble you from now on, miss."

"What's the problem? If it weren't for you, our family would have been torn apart long ago."

In the meantime, Xue Lianxing came to see her once, and as expected, Chen Shiyi was scolded by him.

This time, she really didn't dare to argue.

Xue Lianxing was so angry that some of his hair turned white.

Chen Shiyi slept for a while and felt that his body had recovered his strength. He ran out of bed and asked the doctor about Wen Zhiheng's condition.

"I have two injuries on my head and my right leg is broken. The rest of my body is fine. I need to rest well and my leg will recover slowly, and then I'll be fine."

Chen Shiyi hurriedly thanked him.

"Doctor, are there enough golden balls?"

The doctor said unhappily.

"Of course the more the better. If you want to give me more, I have no objection."

Chen Shiyi chuckled.

"You can't have it anymore, it's the last one."

The curtain inside the room opened a hole, and a head popped in and shouted.

"Doctor Qin, I'm here to see you."

Doctor Qin frowned.

"I know, I know, keep urging me every day..."

Inside the ward, everyone in the Wen family was there, even Wen Zhiyuan was staying in the room, and everyone was talking excitedly.

Chen Shiyi thought that they were having a great time, so he decided not to disturb them.

When I turned around to leave, I heard Wen Zhiheng's anxious voice shouting from behind.

"eleven!"

Everyone turned around with delighted expressions on their faces.

Chen Shiyi walked in slowly, looked at Wen Zhiheng, and sized him up.

He had two wounds on his head, which was wrapped in white cloth. His face was pale, the corners of his lips were bloodless, and his black hair was draped behind his head, making him look haggard.

But when he looked at Chen Shiyi, his eyes were full of surprise and caution.

His legs were tied up and his upper body was lying on the bed on its side.

"Master, are you okay?"

Wen Zhiheng nodded vigorously. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his eyes instantly turned red.

Chen Shiyi muttered to himself.

"That's good. I have paid off the arrow I owed you. From now on, we don't owe each other anything."

Mrs. Wen interrupted when she saw that Wen Zhiheng's face seemed to have turned even paler.

"No matter what we owe each other, we are all one family, so we should not talk behind each other's backs."

She turned and spoke to the crowd.

"It's almost time for dinner. Let's go out and see what good food we can buy. There are two patients here..."

After everyone left, Wen Zhiheng said in a hoarse voice.

"Eleven, let me see your hands."

Chen Shiyi blinked, walked closer to him, and raised his hand to show him.

"It's all bandaged now, so you can't see it. Go back and see it when I change the bandages. Then you'll know how hard it was for me to save you. So, I really don't owe you anything."

Wen Zhiheng remained silent after hearing this.

"Eleven, are you so eager to draw a line between you and me?"

Chen Shiyi was stunned for a moment and then said.

"Don't you want to draw a line between you and me?"

"I…"

"You haven't spoken to me for half a year. Isn't that to set a clear line between us?"

"Shouldn't you be happy now that I've made the boundaries clearer and more explicit?"

Wen Zhiheng shook his head and explained hurriedly.

“That’s not the case.”

Chen Shiyi sighed.

"I don't know what you're thinking. If you want to be nice to me, you'll be nice to me. If you don't want to pay attention to me, you'll ignore me. You have the final say. Now that I'm doing what you want, isn't it better?"

Wen Zhiheng smiled bitterly.

"Eleven, is this how you miss me?"

"Don't you think so?"

"Eleven, I just escaped death and I'm still sick. Do we have to talk to each other like this?"

Chen Shiyi muttered.

"I am only telling the truth. Besides, I am ill, too."

Wen Zhiheng closed his eyes slightly, his throat choked with sobs and he couldn't speak.

Chen Shiyi looked at his pale face and suddenly wondered if he had said something wrong.

"Since you don't want to listen to me, I'm going to leave first."

Wen Zhiheng hurriedly pulled Chen Shiyi's sleeve and spoke carefully.

"I want to listen to whatever you say. Don't leave. Just stay here with me. Okay?"

The way he prayed at this moment was extremely pitiful and sad, completely different from his usual calm and calculating self.

Chen Shiyi thought about it and sat down on a stool nearby.

When Wen Zhiheng saw Chen Shiyi sitting down, the tense expression on his face relaxed.

Chen Shiyi suddenly saw what he was holding tightly in his right hand and was very confused.

"Can I ask, what important thing is it that made you go back to get it even though you knew it was dangerous?"

Wen Zhiheng looked shy but calm, and showed her what he was holding tightly in his right hand.

The exquisite wood carving is lifelike, and it depicts the smiling face of Chen Shiyi.

She was really shocked.

He put himself in danger just for something like this?

She was a little angry.

She closed her eyes to calm her anger and spoke calmly.

"It seems that I smashed your brain last time. How can a wooden sculpture that can be carved at any time compare to your life? If you throw it away, you can carve it again next time, but you only have one life."

“This is different.”

"What's the difference?"

"There is only one Chen Shiyi!"

"If you want, there can be thousands and thousands of them."

"But she has been with me for the past six months. How can I abandon her?"

Chen Shiyi took a deep breath.

"I think you're a little crazy."

"Yes, I was crazy. My beloved Chen Shiyi would just give me a cold face every day and never look at me. During that time, I kept thinking, how could this person not know that I was angry? She would even look at me, even smile at me, but she did nothing. I had no choice. I kept thinking about her and couldn't sleep. So I had to carve a Chen Shiyi myself, at least she could smile at me every day..."

Chen Shiyi was silent for a long time.

"Master, why are you doing this?"

"Chen Shiyi, don't you have a heart? Can't you feel it?"

"What do you like about me? I'm trying hard to change it."

Chen Shi looked straight at the brokenness in Wen Zhiheng's eyes and said another sentence.

"You said last time that you would return my indenture, so keep your word."