Chapter 96
Shen Yizhi didn't stay in Pei Yanhe's ward for long before being taken out by Shen Dongliang.
There is no other reason.
She was in Pei Yanhe's ward, and in Shen Dongliang's opinion, she seriously disturbed his rest.
Of course, people who have just been released from the intensive care unit need careful recuperation.
Chen Yizhi had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
But before leaving, she mouthed a message to Pei Yanhe.
"I'll come back tonight."
After saying this, she inexplicably felt that it sounded familiar.
She seemed to have said this to Pei Yanhe many times.
I said it when I was annoyed with him before we started dating, and I also said it when I hid from my parents and sneaked out to see him in the middle of the night after we started dating.
Why is her relationship with Pei Yanhe always so secretive?
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After arriving at my ward.
Chen Dongliang seemed to see through her idea of taking the opportunity to find Pei Yanhe, and he stayed beside her, peeling an apple and staring at her seriously.
Shen Yizhi almost got scared, looking at him, and noticed something was wrong.
"Dad, do you have something to tell me?"
Even if he was preventing her from going to find Pei Yanhe, he would not have such a serious expression.
Shen Dongliang paused, sighed faintly, and pondered for a long time before speaking.
"Has your hand been injured before?"
Shen Yizhi was startled, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was unprecedentedly confused: "Dad, how... did you know?"
"The doctor said so."
Chen Dongliang frowned. "When did you get injured? Where did you get injured? Is it serious?"
Three questions in a row, like bombs thrown into her arms.
In such a serious occasion, Shen Yizhi was still in the mood to joke: "You asked me three questions at once, how should I answer?"
“Shen Yizhi!”
Chen Dongliang put down the half-peeled apple in his hand and called her name harshly, almost slamming the table and pointing at her.
Shen Yizhi knew that this was a sign of his anger, so she pouted her lips and complained softly, "It's not a big deal, why are you so angry?"
Shen Dongliang's chest rose and fell rapidly.
Within just one week, his only daughter was in a nearly fatal car accident and later told him that she had an old wrist injury.
And he, as a father, knew nothing about this.
He was so angry because he was an incompetent father.
He took a slow breath and said, "Talk to Daddy before your mommy knows."
If Ms. Tan Huiya knew about this, she would feel even more guilty than he did, and would probably hide in her bed and cry every day.
Shen Yizhi pursed her lips, afraid of really angering him, and answered honestly: "Last year, in London, it wasn't serious."
Shen Dongliang asked, "Why did you get hurt?"
The doctor only told him that she had suffered irreversible injuries to her wrist, and now the new injury was simply adding insult to injury.
But you still have to ask the parties involved for specific details.
Shen Yizhi stared at her wrist wrapped in gauze and said lightly, "I was hit by a motorcycle."
In foreign countries, there are people and cars coming and going in small streets and alleys. Unlike China where lanes are clearly planned, it is common to see roaring motorcycles.
That day, she happened to be chatting with her friend with her head tilted to the side when a motorcycle suddenly appeared behind her and hit her.
Fortunately, the speed was not fast, and she was only knocked to the ground, and subconsciously used her hands to support herself. She was born with a small and fragile frame, and such a simple accident resulted in a comminuted fracture of her wrist.
She spent a long time cultivating her skills, not being able to touch heavy objects or get wet, and even not touching her most familiar paintbrush for half a year.
Therefore, after removing the gauze, she locked herself in the room for a while and never went out unless it was necessary, just to pick up her paintbrush again and pick up her abandoned and forgotten dreams.
That was also the only time she did not return to China during the summer vacation, and she decisively rejected Pei Yanhe's proposal to meet her in London.
"Now with new injuries and old injuries, there is no point in mentioning it anymore." Shen Yizhi said calmly.
It was as if the person who could no longer hold a paintbrush was not her.
After the words fell, the ward fell into silence for a long time.
After a long pause, Shen Dongliang asked with difficulty, "Where's the motorcyclist? Has he been held accountable?"
She ran away after the collision and her whereabouts could not be found. Where could she go to hold anyone accountable?
The only clue was the motorcycle she saw someone around Ai Li riding.
Coupled with Ai Liming's blatant provocation later, his suspicions were confirmed.
But in response to Chen Dongliang's question, Shen Yizhi evaded the question and said, "I chased him and settled the score with him right away."
She livened up the atmosphere and said, "Come on, don't you see whose daughter I am? How could I possibly suffer a loss?"
Chen Dongliang couldn't laugh at all. "Next time, I must tell Dad about this kind of thing! I'll let Dad teach the bad guys a lesson!"
Knowing that he had calmed down, Shen Yizhi hugged half of his arm with his left hand and leaned his head on it, “I know, Dad!”
"Remember to keep this a secret from Mommy."
Mommy was sad enough because she had a car accident, she couldn't let her cry anymore.
Chen Dongliang glanced at her and said, "I understand."
After a pause, he continued, "Since you can't hold a paintbrush in the future, come to the company as soon as possible to help Dad manage it. You will inherit those things eventually."
Shen Yizhi didn't answer for a moment. He looked into the distance, as if he was in a trance for a long time, before he answered very weakly.
"Dad, give me some more time."
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night.
Finally, Shen Yizhi was the only one left in the ward.
Shen Yizhi crouched down as he walked through the corridor and tiptoed to turn the door handle of Pei Yanhe's ward.
Walk in and close it.
"A thief?"
Pei Yanhe's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Shen Yizhi turned her head to meet the interested gaze from the bed, and she snorted softly, "A normal thief wouldn't go through the front door."
Pei Yanhe put one hand behind his head and said calmly, "What kind of thief would go through the front door?"
He only lay on half of the bed, and the remaining half was empty as if it was left specially for her.
Shen Yizhi naturally slept on his right side, buried her head in his arms, and said sullenly, "I like your thief."
On the other hand, it is——
"I like you."
Normally, one wouldn't say such teasing words to him in such a tone.
Pei Yanhe noticed that she was in a low mood, and with his long eyelashes drooping, he looked at the back of her round head and asked.
"Did you get criticized by Uncle Shen?"
Shen Yizhi retorted in a muffled voice, "No."
Pei Yanhe played with the ends of her soft hair with his fingertips and continued to seduce her: "Why is that?"
Shen Yizhi remained silent, even burying his head further inside.
Pei Yanhe continued slowly, "Tell me about it, okay?"
His voice was low and hoarse, like snow pressing down on a pine tree in the quiet night, seeping into people's hearts bit by bit.
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