Chapter 149 Was Song Yan faking it?
Song Yan's condition should have improved by the second day.
But last night there was a blizzard, and for some reason, the window of Song Yan's ward was opened, and the cold wind blew all night. He started to have a high fever early the next morning.
He was in a daze, refusing to take any medicine, and kept muttering Si Yuan's name.
There was nothing else to be done, so the nurse went to find Si Yuan again.
Si Yuan stood at the head of the bed, coldly looking at Song Yan, whose face was pale and body was cold, looking like he was about to die.
"Song Yan, get up and drink your medicine."
Song Yan still showed no signs of waking up.
Jiang Wang, who was leaning against the window, rolled his eyes impatiently and asked the doctor, "How does your hospital usually handle this kind of situation?"
The nurse smiled awkwardly and answered truthfully, "Our hospital... doesn't usually encounter this situation."
Jiang Wang was speechless: "If he doesn't take his medicine, will he die?"
Nurse: "It's not that bad... but his injuries will greatly affect his recovery."
Si Yuan sighed and suddenly called out, "Brother, take your medicine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan seemed to quiet down.
Jiang Wang: ?
Who would believe he wasn't faking it?
Seeing that Song Yan had lowered his guard, the nurse hurriedly fed him the medicine.
But the medicine still wouldn't go down.
Si Yuan looked on and understood; Song Yan had always been like this since he was a child.
She was very wary, especially when she was sick. Not only could she not take medicine, but even people couldn't get close to her. Even Yu Qingfang was powerless to help her.
Besides Si Yuan.
When he was little, Si Yuan would coax him with candy, and he would obediently take his medicine.
It's understandable to be like this when you're a teenager, but to still be like this at twenty-four is a bit annoying to Si Yuan.
But there was nothing I could do.
It's because of her that people are lying here.
All past grievances and grudges have to take a backseat to matters of life and death.
"Never mind, I'll do it."
Si Yuan picked up the medicine, walked up to Song Yan, and said, "Brother, open your mouth."
Song Yan opened his eyes groggily, stared at Si Yuan for a few seconds, and then obediently opened his mouth.
Si Yuan fed him the medicine and water, and only then did the nurse breathe a sigh of relief.
She apologized sheepishly, "It was our oversight, but I remember closing the window when we left yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Yan, who had fallen into a deep sleep again.
Ha, you've been playing dirty tricks for so many years.
He'd met someone even more cunning than him.
If he hadn't almost been hit and killed, Jiang Wang would have suspected that all of this was a ruse orchestrated by Song Yan.
Jiang Wang's mockery deepened. He put his arm around Si Yuan's shoulder and led her toward the door: "Alright, the medicine has been given. There are nurses watching over us here. There's no need for us to linger here. Let's go."
Just as the two of them took a step, Song Yan suddenly let out a low hum.
Turning around, I saw his brows furrowed tightly, as if he were having a nightmare, muttering incoherently.
"Xiaoyuan...don't go..."
Jiang Wang laughed in exasperation.
"I really want to see if he's faking it or not."
As he spoke, Jiang Wang walked over and kicked the leg of Song Yan's hospital bed.
"Wake up."
No response.
Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow, leaned down, and whispered, "Then you'd better keep pretending and taking advantage of Si Yuan's soft heart."
Song Yan still did not react.
Si Yuan scratched his eyebrows and said, "He probably wasn't faking it; it's almost 40 degrees Celsius."
Jiang Wang chuckled, sat back down, and slumped onto the sofa.
"Fine, I'll play along with him and see who can outlast whom."
If you're so capable, then let this injury keep you in a hospital bed for the rest of your life.
Si Yuan sighed and said, "You must be tired too, go and rest. Anyway, I live next door, I can just come and check on you from time to time."
Jiang Wang waved his hand: "No need."
He smiled and said, "I'm not tired. I'll stay with you."
Then his gaze fell coldly on Song Yan, and his smile vanished.
——
The snow stopped in the afternoon.
Song Yan also woke up.
When Song Yan woke up, he vaguely saw a figure. Of course, he didn't need to see clearly, but he could still recognize who it was at a glance.
The moment he saw Si Yuan, a faint smile slowly appeared on Song Yan's lips.
However, the laughter aggravated the wound on his chest, causing him to immediately wince in pain, gasp, and turn even paler.
Si Yuan didn't understand: "What are you laughing at?"
It took Song a while to finally catch his breath.
His voice was terribly hoarse, yet filled with barely concealed excitement: "I... I have a vague feeling that you are here."
He looked at her, his eyes gentle, as if none of this had happened, as if they were still the same people who had never been apart.
"I thought... it was a dream."
Si Yuan couldn't say she was soft-hearted, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh to Song Yan like this.
She looked away, avoiding his overly intense gaze, and said in a flat tone, "The nurse said you needed someone to stay with you, that's why I stayed."
Song Yan coughed, and Si Yuan poured him some water.
Why don't you let Yu Qingfang take care of you?
Song Yan's gaze darkened for a moment, as if he were somewhat lost in thought.
“She’ll know I’m in trouble, she’ll definitely fall ill, I can’t let her know. And…”
Song Yan looked up at Si Yuan and forced a smile: "Besides, I don't think you'd want to see her either."
Si Yuan met his gaze for only a second before looking away again.
She had no desire to engage in this pointless communication and tug-of-war with Song Yan.
"Now that you're awake, I can leave. The doctor said I can be discharged."
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, not expecting Si Yuan to leave so impatiently and decisively.
"What I said that night... was all true."
Si Yuan seemed not to hear, pressed the call bell, and waited for the doctor to come.
Song Yan understood what she meant.
He quickly realized what was going on and smiled sadly: "You were just trying to fool me, weren't you?"
"You don't even want to be my sister anymore."
As he spoke, his pale face reddened, and he lay there helplessly and resignedly staring at the ceiling.
In an instant, it seemed as if the roles had been reversed.
The person who once had nothing and no one to rely on has become Song Yan.
This was how Si Yuan was when she first arrived at the Song family.
But Song Yan stepped forward without hesitation, giving him a lot of hope and a sense of security.
So Si Yuan had no choice but to leave the person who had tried to save her at the hospital.
"I didn't, brother."
Upon hearing the last word, Song Yan seemed to come alive again, slowly turning his pupils to look at Si Yuan, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Xiao Yuan, your brother is here."
Even though she was the one comforting him, it seemed like he was the one coaxing Si Yuan.
A dark figure entered through the door, carrying two bags of cooked food, interrupting everything.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Jiang Wang sat down and opened the cooked food, which included roasted meat, crayfish, and fried chicken.
"Si Yuan, let's eat."
Si Yuan nodded and was about to go over when she heard Jiang Wang say, "Ah, I forgot that this food might not be suitable for the patient. You'll just have to watch us eat it."
These words were spoken by Jiang Wang to Song Yan.
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