Chapter 865 You hugged me, cried, and kissed me, and now you want to renege on your promise?
When Fu Nian'an arrived at the ward door, the doctor and nurses had just come out of the ward.
Upon seeing Fu Nian'an, the doctor nodded slightly to him, "Mr. Fu."
Fu Nian'an looked at the doctor and asked, "How is my fiancée?"
The doctor answered truthfully: "The lung inflammation has been brought under control. There is still a slight fever, but this is normal. All pneumonia cases go through this process. Anti-inflammatory treatment will need to continue for a week."
Upon hearing this, Fu Nian'an responded calmly.
Physical problems are relatively easy to solve, but psychological problems are the more challenging ones.
After the doctor and nurses left, A-Xia pushed Fu Nian'an into the ward.
In the ward, Lin Xiangyu was facing away from the door, bending down to feed Le Yan fever-reducing medicine.
After taking her medicine, Le Yan lay down again. She was conscious, but her overall state was still somewhat detached.
Lin Xiangyu kept trying to talk to Le Yan, but Le Yan's response was very lukewarm.
From the moment Lin Xiangyu woke up until now, every time Lin Xiangyu said a sentence, Le Yan would stare at her for several seconds before reacting, and her reaction was only a faint smile or a very brief answer.
The person's overall state was sluggish and numb.
Lin Xiangyu knew that Le Yan was having emotional problems. Her childhood experiences, coupled with the storylines that Shi Yuwei had been deliberately reenacting recently, had been repeatedly immersing Le Yan in those situations. How could she not be affected?
It's quite remarkable that she's managed to hold on this long.
Lin Xiangyu felt even more guilty, as she had failed to notice Le Yan's psychological problems immediately, despite being both a friend and an assistant.
Because of this experience, Lin Xiangyu felt even more how important Fu Nian'an was to Le Yan!
Therefore, when Lin Xiangyu called Fu Nian'an, she also told Fu Nian'an about Le Yan's current situation.
Fu Nian'an had already contacted a more professional psychologist on her way here, and the doctor should arrive tomorrow afternoon.
Before this, Lin Xiangyu had placed all her hopes on Fu Nian'an.
In her opinion, Fu Nian'an's companionship was even better than that of any psychologist.
...
The wheels of the wheelchair made a soft sound as they rubbed against the ground.
Lin Xiangyu turned around with her water glass in hand. When she saw Fu Nian'an, her eyes lit up as if she had seen a savior. "Mr. Fu, you've arrived."
Upon hearing Lin Xiangyu's words, Le Yan, lying on the hospital bed, narrowed her eyes and instinctively gripped the sheets tightly around her.
Fu Nian'an took in all of Le Yan's actions.
The man's eyes were dark and deep. He spoke in a low voice, "I have something to say to Le Yan alone."
Lin Xiangyu immediately nodded and said, "I need to go back and cook some congee. I'll leave Yangyang in Mr. Fu's care."
Fu Nian'an responded.
Lin Xiangyu and A Xia were very sensible; they even closed the ward door behind them before leaving.
The ward fell silent instantly.
Le Yan hadn't figured out how to face Fu Nian'an yet, so she simply closed her eyes.
Fu Nian'an sat in a wheelchair, a few steps away from the hospital bed, his long, dark eyes fixed on Le Yan.
The woman's eyes were closed, her pale lips were pressed tightly together, her hands were gripping the bed sheet, and her whole body was tense.
This ostrich-like posture made Fu Nian'an both angry and helpless.
He raised his hand and turned the wheelchair, slowly approaching the hospital bed.
Le Yan had her eyes closed. The ward was too quiet, and the sound of the wheelchair rolling closer was so clear.
The wheelchair stopped beside the bed.
Leyan's breathing also froze as the sound of the wheels rolling stopped.
Fu Nian'an stared at her, not in a hurry to speak, as if he wanted to see how long Le Yan could hold out.
Le Yan could feel the man's burning gaze fixed on her face.
But she hadn't figured out how to face him yet.
It had only been a little over a month since they last met, and she had already made herself look so disheveled.
Fu Nian'an must think she's utterly useless.
Without Fu Nian'an, she still managed to make a complete mess of her life.
After this experience, Le Yan felt even more unworthy of Fu Nian'an...
Time ticked by, and Fu Nian'an felt that if she didn't do something soon, Le Yan would suffocate her.
"Lin Leyan, I risked my life to pull you back from the sea, and this is how you treat your savior?"
Le Yan's heart clenched, and she ultimately succumbed to defeat.
She slowly opened her eyes, which were already bloodshot, and met Fu Nian'an's deep black eyes.
Just one glance at her made her eyes meet, and Leyan's nose suddenly stung with tears, which welled up in her eyes again.
"sorry……"
Her voice was hoarse and trembling; besides saying "I'm sorry," she didn't know what else she could say.
When she cried, Fu Nian'an felt as if his heart was being slowly sliced apart by a sharp sword. He kept a serious face, raised his hand, and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. No one will be able to bully you again."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan could no longer hold back and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears.
...
Leyan finally released all the emotions that had been building up in her heart for days.
Fu Nian'an held her tightly, letting her nestle in his arms and vent her emotions to the fullest.
Humans are born with seven emotions and six desires. Emotions should be released, and deliberately suppressing them will only backfire.
Le Yan was not a strong person to begin with. She was sensitive and had low self-esteem. She did not know how to process her negative emotions. A month of continuous forbearance had exceeded her limit.
Fu Nian'an didn't try to persuade her; she let her vent her anger to the fullest.
Leyan cried until she couldn't stop coughing.
Fu Nian'an hurriedly picked up the thermos on the table, unscrewed it, and held it to her lips. "Sweetie, drink some water."
Le Yan sobbed, raising her wet eyes to look at him.
Fu Nian'an patiently coaxed her, "Drinking water will make your throat feel better."
Le Yan then lowered her head and obediently drank a few sips of warm water.
Warm water soothed my dry, itchy throat, and the cough stopped.
Leyan stopped crying; tears still clung to her cheeks, and her pale face flushed red from the fever.
Fu Nian'an wiped away her tears, "Alright, stop crying. You still have a fever, and if you keep crying, your temperature won't come down."
Leyan nodded, feeling exhausted after crying.
Fu Nian'an helped her lie down again.
Not long after, she drifted off to sleep again in a daze.
Even after falling asleep, Le Yan still held Fu Nian'an's hand tightly and occasionally talked in her sleep.
Fu Nian'an stayed by the bedside, watching her still being tormented by nightmares even after she fell asleep, her eyes filled with heartache.
Every time she talked in her sleep, he would lower his head and gently kiss her forehead, whispering in her ear, "Yangyang, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll always be here."
Perhaps it was Fu Nian'an's voice that entered Le Yan's dream. Le Yan, who had been sleeping restlessly, gradually relaxed and stopped talking in her sleep.
...
Le Yan slept straight through until nightfall.
When Lin Xiangyu and A Xia returned to the ward, Le Yan was still asleep.
Fu Nian'an stayed by the bedside the whole time.
Lin Xiangyu cooked porridge, and on the way here, A Xia went to the restaurant to pack a dinner for Fu Nian'an.
"Mr. Fu, why don't you come and have something to eat?" Lin Xiangyu looked at Fu Nian'an and gently advised, "You haven't eaten since last night, your body won't be able to take it."
Fu Nian'an does need to replenish some energy right now.
But Le Yan held onto his hand tightly.
He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Let's leave it for now. I'll eat with Le Yan when she wakes up."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiangyu noticed that Le Yan had been holding Fu Nian'an's hand the whole time.
She was somewhat touched, yet also somewhat helpless.
See? Le Yan can't live without Fu Nian'an.
Even a blind person could see how dependent Le Yan was on Fu Nian'an, but Le Yan herself was just a stubborn mule!
Lin Xiangyu pursed her lips and sighed, "Then Xia and I will go outside and keep watch. If Yangyang wakes up, please call us."
Fu Nian'an nodded slightly, "Mm."
Not long after Lin Xiangyu and A Xia left, Le Yan woke up.
Le Yan was still a little confused when she opened her eyes and saw Fu Nian'an sitting by the bed.
She stared at Fu Nian'an for a long time before blinking, "You really came?"
It wasn't a dream after all.
In fact, she had been in a daze these past few days, often unable to distinguish between hallucinations and reality.
Fu Nian'an flicked her finger and gently stroked Le Yan's nose. "You were hugging me and crying and kissing me during the day, and now you want to renege on your promise after waking up?"
Le Yan: "..."
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