Chapter 337: The Humble Mute Maid (5)
Yan Que had lived in this world for more than thirty years, and this was the first time he had met someone who was so sincere to him. He had missed her once, but he could not miss her again.
He looked up at her, but saw her terrified eyes.
The genius doctor had just walked out of the hospital gate, but he had not yet asked about the female patient's physical condition, so he turned back. He pushed open the door and found that the wound on Yan Que's chest, which had just been bandaged, had split again. He
was so disappointed that he threw the medicine box directly at her. But the mute girl blocked it.
"Why do you want to do this?" He muttered to himself and walked over to pick up the medicine box.
He had already calculated the distance, and at most he would land in front of the bed, and would not hurt Yan Que on the bed at all.
"Does it hurt..." Yan Que was very distressed, and he climbed up from the bed and tried to grab her hand, but she dodged him.
"Come here." His eyes turned cold, and he tried his best to hold back the soreness in his throat.
She did not move.
The genius doctor spoke, saying, "Don't scare her."
Yan Que ignored him.
Just now, he saw the broken wounds on her hands, and then he understood the meaning of her sudden shyness when she walked towards him.
"Come here." His face was dark, and his tone was tougher than ever before. He saw the fear in her eyes.
She finally came over.
He grabbed her hands tightly and opened her sleeves. The girl's hands, which should be white, were covered with scars. She struggled hard, but she couldn't defeat him and could only passively bear his low pressure.
The doctor thought he had to stand up and speak for the mute girl.
"I ran into her when I entered the yard before. She babbled and gestured for a long time but I didn't understand. Then she picked up a stone from the ground and smashed her wrist, and smeared the blood on her chest. Then I understood."
"Why don't you just stab yourself in the heart and let it hurt me to death." Yan Que was anxious and angry when he heard it. He gently stroked her left wrist that was still stuck with stone fragments, and tried his best to hold back the hot tears, and said, "Does it hurt?"
She looked at him with a much softer look, hesitated for a long time, and gently shook her head.
"How can it not hurt?" The doctor muttered to himself.
Yes. How can it not hurt? ! Yan Que himself didn't believe her words. He looked at the chest area of her clothes again, and if he looked closely, he could see brown bloodstains on the dark clothes. He was so stupid. So stupid that he couldn't find anything.
"It doesn't hurt." She gestured with her hands, "It really doesn't hurt."
Yan Que hugged her, rubbed her hair, and whispered, "Don't do this next time."
She didn't respond.
"If I die, it will be over. Why do you have to suffer like this?" Yan Que was a little angry.
"Let me diagnose the patient first." The genius doctor saw that the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly changed, and hurriedly stepped out to smooth things over.
Seeing that Yan Que didn't say anything, he took the initiative to check the mute girl's body. He found that her body was fine, but it was still unpredictable whether there would be other sequelae in the future.
He told her everything he diagnosed truthfully.
"Thank you." The mute girl gestured to thank him. Yan Que glared at him unexpectedly, snatched his medicine box, and hid several bottles of pills in it in his sleeves.
"You thief." The genius doctor quickly put away his medicine box and held it in his arms, looking at him vigilantly.
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Yan Que hid the pills he had carefully selected deeper into his sleeves.
"Bah, robber." The genius doctor hugged his medicine box tightly and ran out. He felt that he was bullied again and again because he was too kind-hearted. It was a pity that he had thought about bandaging Yan Que, the thief.
"He's gone. You put away all the medicine." Yan Que poured out all the pills in his sleeves and stuffed them into her hands. She didn't want them, so he hurriedly said, "The raw materials of these pills are extremely precious. It would be a pity if they were broken."
She thought about it, didn't struggle, and spread her hands obediently, watching him put bottle after bottle of pills in her palm.
"Hold it well, in case of emergency." Yan Que lay back on the bed, covering his heart pitifully, frowning but not wailing.
"Take the medicine." She nodded his arm and handed him a bottle of green pills.
He took the bottle and asked, "Do you understand medical principles?"
Seeing her nod confidently.
He suddenly became happy.
She was not as stupid as he thought, and was even smarter. With her own means, she could have gotten out of the Yuan residence safely. Her so-called poisoning was actually a certain dosage that she had already mastered.
The Yuan residence. It had already been turned upside down.
When Yuan Shiqi woke up, he smashed everything in the new house. He didn't expect that his compromises again and again could not win back his parents and wife's acceptance of the girl he fell in love with at first sight, and even accelerated her death. How could he bear it?
"Madam, what should we do?" The maids and servants all crowded into the corner waiting for her to come out and deal with it.
"Let him smash it, let him make a fuss." The former eldest lady of the Fang family, today's young lady of the Yuan family, touched her temples, her eyes without sadness or joy.
Her mother had warned her a long time ago that people should not be too greedy. Since she was already greedy, she could only bear the good and the bad by herself.
"Ah...ah...hahaha...ahhaha..." Yuan Shiqi, exhausted, lay on the ground and pinched the broken porcelain table corners like a madman.
He hated it. He felt bitter.
The girl he liked was even more innocent. Because of him... He closed his eyes, tears dripping down his cheeks.
"Master, Master..." The brave maid slowly approached him, trying to help him up.
"Get out... Get out..." He picked up the broken porcelain pieces and threw them at the maid, not even close to his usual gentle and elegant demeanor.
"If you had such courage before marriage, I would admire you. But the person is dead, and everything you do now is meaningless." The young lady of the Yuan family protected the crying little maid behind her, looked at her husband who was crying for a maid, and pretended to be calm even though she was heartbroken, "Only cowards will blame others for all the faults."
"Get out, get out now..." Yuan Shiqi didn't want to listen to anyone at all now.
He just wanted to be alone until he no longer felt heartbroken.
"This is my room, and you should get out." The young lady of the Yuan family showed her due domineering attitude, looked down at her husband, and said with a little contempt in her eyes: "A real man should make a career of his own. How can he ignore his responsibilities and obligations because of his love for his children?!"
(End of this chapter)
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