A black luxury car slowly drove into an upscale villa area and stopped in a very unique courtyard.
Ever since Hua Qingyan left that urban village, her heart has felt a stinging pain, as if pricked by needles.
Now that she's back at the original owner's house, she feels a sharp pain in her heart, as if it's being torn in two.
Tears streamed down her face from the pain, and she curled up in the back seat.
When Aunt Liu saw her young mistress in such pain, her face turned pale with fright.
This was the first time she had ever seen a young woman in such pain, and she was so anxious that she immediately told the driver to turn around and go to the hospital.
The girl's exquisite face was deathly pale.
Even her usually rosy and full lips looked dull and lifeless, like a rose that had lost its moisture.
Her dress was completely soaked with cold sweat, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were bloodshot, and glistening with tears.
Her appearance was pitiful, as if she had just been ravaged, especially the faint red marks on her collarbone, which further fueled the imagination.
Just as Hua Qingyan was about to resign herself to death, suddenly, the pain in her heart began to lessen.
She opened her beautiful eyes in surprise and slowly released her small hand that was covering her left atrium.
She sensed it carefully several times, and there really was only a slight pain left!
This is?
Is it possessed by an evil spirit?
Completely baffled, she failed to notice that the driver had driven past that urban village again.
As the car drove past, a man in a black shirt was standing under a willow tree less than five meters from the road.
He saw the familiar license plate number of the car that had returned, and a hint of anxiety appeared on his usually cold and aloof handsome face.
He immediately waved down a taxi and told the driver to follow him.
Because he knew that direction led to the hospital where she was going for her follow-up appointment.
He was afraid something would happen to her.
After Hua Qingyan was sent to the hospital, the attending physician, who had been notified in advance, took her to undergo a full-body examination.
The man in black, who had caught up in a taxi, was about to follow him into the hospital when his cell phone rang in his pocket.
He stopped, frowning slightly, took out his phone to check the number, hung up coldly, and then quickly ran into the hospital.
On the other side, Han Ruowu, whose call had just been disconnected, stared at her phone, which was now beeping, feeling utterly bewildered.
Ye Minghan hung up on her again, and anger gradually filled her eyes.
The fingertips gripping the phone gradually turned white.
Isn't he in a hurry to raise money to pay for Grandma Ye's hospital fees?
She kindly helped him find a part-time job, but he won't answer her calls!
She had searched for several days before finding a tutor who charged by the day.
The pay is 500 a day!
I was originally thinking of tutoring with him so I could see his face often.
Han Ruowu always felt uneasy when he didn't come.
Ye Minghan, who was still searching for someone, didn't have time to think about all that.
He's currently running up and down the stairs looking for that delicate girl.
15th floor, VIP ward
As Aunt Liu carried Hua Qingyan to the mobile hospital bed, her heart began to ache again.
But the doctor conducted a series of tests, all of which showed no problems.
If it weren't for that heartache that was causing her excruciating pain, as if she were being stabbed with a knife, Hua Qingyan would definitely be standing up right now, hands on her hips, angrily cursing them as quacks.
Didn't you see that she was in so much pain that she was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide?
They couldn't stand being curled up like a shrimp, yet they said the checkup was normal.
She was already crying inside.
No other time traveler has ever had such a miserable life.
She was abused as soon as she arrived, and now she's having a heart attack.
The more Hua Qingyan thought about it, the more she wanted to cry.
For her now, even crying is a luxury.
Long, curled eyelashes slowly descended from her pale face, gradually covering her beautiful eyes that were filled with starlight.
Just when Hua Qingyan thought her life was about to end, the next second, the life force that had disappeared slowly returned to her body.
Her complexion visibly regained its color, and the pain that had been gripping her heart slowly began to recede.
Aunt Liu stood by the hospital bed, having just been crying her heart out.
Upon seeing her young mistress "come back to life," she immediately burst into tears of joy and grabbed the attending physician, saying:
"Doctor, look! My young lady has woken up."
The doctor was shocked by what he saw and exclaimed in his heart that this was a medical miracle.
Hua Qingyan was stunned. She opened her eyes in horror, stretched out her hands, stared at her fair and slender palms, and cried out in disbelief:
That's not fair!
She could clearly feel her consciousness fading away.
But in the end, he was pulled back into this body?
What the hell is this?
Ye Minghan stood outside the ward, looking through the transparent glass at the girl lying unharmed on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He ran up fifteen floors, yet his breathing remained perfectly steady.
There were beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolling down his forehead, where his wispy hair hung loose.
He casually sat on the bench outside the ward.
When the sleeve was rolled up, a tooth mark was suddenly exposed to the air.
This is the same girl in the hospital room who bit me when she was aroused.
That night, Hua Qingyan slept in her hospital room, hugging her blanket.
Perhaps due to exhaustion or other reasons, she slept soundly that night and did not experience another episode.
Ye Minghan silently stood guard at the door of the ward, without closing his eyes all night.
He didn't doze off until dawn, leaning back in his chair.
Today is Monday. He and she are both freshmen at S University and both have classes.
After a good night's sleep, the girl looked radiant and watched Aunt Liu pack her things, preparing to be discharged from the hospital and go to school.
She had already resigned herself to the situation. Since she had already transmigrated here and couldn't die anyway, she chose to lie down and accept it.
She sat on the sofa in the hospital room, resting her chin on her hand in thought.
What path should we take in the future?
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