Bai Chuheng put Shen Ye back, which was good, and Shen Ye was happy to be free.
Being a jerk isn't a pleasant experience; instead, you spend every day tormented by your conscience.
Chenye is free now, she should be happy, but why does she feel empty and a little pain in her heart?
Shake your head to stop thinking about it and throw yourself back into your busy life.
During a rehearsal, Shen Ye accidentally fell off the stage and fractured her lower leg on the spot.
When Shen Ye woke up, his right foot was in a cast, and he was lying on a hospital bed in a hospital gown.
"Awake?" Shang Linjun helped him up and poured him a glass of warm water. "Have some water."
Shen Ye's face was pale. He tried to move his feet, but found that his ankles were in excruciating pain.
"Don't move it. The doctor said there's nothing seriously wrong with your foot. It will be fine after a period of rest."
"Don't lie to me, it's a fracture." In the first few seconds after the anesthesia took effect, he clearly heard the doctor's conversation. He might never be able to...
Thinking about this makes my nose sting and I want to cry.
After scanning the ward, Bai Chuheng was not there. It turned out that Shang Linjun was the one watching over him. The two of them had really parted ways, so now, even if he died, Bai Chuheng wouldn't care.
"Have some porridge, it will be alright, everything will be alright."
"Lin Jun, you've always known I don't like you at all, and that I was just playing along before, so why...?"
Shang Linjun smiled helplessly, "Love is not something we choose actively, nor will it develop in the way we expect. So, whatever I do is just what I feel like."
That evening, the adjutant told Bai Chuheng that Shen Ye was injured.
Bai Chuheng continued writing the letter without stopping, his hand still holding the pen. "There's no need to report on his affairs anymore. Whether he's alive or dead is none of my business. Has that young merchant left?"
"Young Master Shang originally planned to leave today, but after learning that you fell off the stage, he didn't go. Tonight..." The adjutant didn't dare to finish his sentence.
Upon hearing this, the pen paused, leaving a mark on the paper. The hand gripping the pen tightened. "You may leave."
Thinking of that body that once blossomed beneath me, will it one day be tasted by someone else?
Just as he stood up, his adjutant came in again. "Commander, the lady has a high fever and has been admitted to the hospital."
Bai Chuheng frowned, not wanting to pay attention, but his adjutant behind him continued, "It was Commander Liu who called and asked me to inform you."
He swore and left the army base with his adjutant, heading towards the hospital.
When Bai Chuheng passed by a hospital room on his way to visit Liu Junyao, the door was not closed. The scene inside made Bai Chuheng stop, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes so dark they were almost dripping with ink.
The adjutant followed Bai Chuheng's gaze and saw Shang Linjun feeding Shen Ye porridge spoonful by spoonful in the ward, occasionally wiping the porridge stains from his mouth. The two of them were so glaringly similar, it's no wonder Bai Chuheng's expression changed.
"warlord....."
Bai Chuheng took a deep breath. "Let's go."
Liu Junyao was lying in the hospital bed when she saw Bai Chuheng arrive. Her face was flushed and covered in tears. She grabbed Bai Chuheng's hand and said, "Chuheng, I feel so bad. The medicine can't bring down my fever. Will I burn to death or become an idiot?"
"No, it's just a fever, it's nothing."
Liu Junyao leaned softly into Bai Chuheng's arms, crying pitifully.
Liu Junyao's burning body couldn't warm Bai Chuheng's icy heart, and his expression remained unusually cold.
After raising someone for ten years and sleeping with them for almost a year, is it about to become someone else's?
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