Shi Lin looked down at her plump lips that were so tempting to pick, and restrainedly looked away.
Not yet.
At least until she's awake.
After a glass of fruit wine, Shi Lin stopped her from drinking.
"Miss, let's go home."
"don't want."
"Where do you want to go, young lady?"
"Hospital." The girl hummed, "My heart hurts a little, it's beating a little fast."
Shi Lin frowned and pressed his big hand on her heart without any lust. He could hear her heartbeat pounding so hard that it almost jumped out. This was very abnormal.
The bartender drove over in the Rolls-Royce he had arrived in.
Shi Lin put Ban Shu in the back seat and rushed to the hospital quickly.
Soon, the report came out.
The doctor said respectfully, "Miss Ban's heart is under tremendous strain. This is equivalent to a normal person exercising vigorously every second. If this continues, the heart will no longer be able to withstand such a high-intensity load and will fail... and die. In addition to the misplaced heart valve, Miss Ban needs a healthy, normal heart replacement."
Shi Lin's mind went blank.
She was clearly full of life just a moment ago.
Now he fainted in the emergency room waiting for a heart transplant?
He heard his own hoarse and broken voice, "About... when will it be changed?"
"One month at most."
Shi Lin nodded very calmly, if you ignore his trembling fingertips.
He didn't sleep all night.
The world is searching for a matching heart source.
Fu Chuyan always wanted to talk to Banshu, but he couldn't find a chance until a message popped up on his phone. It was from Shi Lin.
He and Shi Lin had little in common, but it was inevitable that they would meet in the business world.
Fu Chuyan did not delay and immediately postponed the meeting to rush to the hospital where Ban Shu was. When he arrived, the doctor was pushing out a girl who was pale but still had an extraordinary beauty.
"The decline is happening faster than we thought."
Fu Chuyan looked at the lifeless girl, his head buzzing. He pursed his lips and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean by exhaustion?"
"What I mean is that she has severe heart failure. If she doesn't have a heart transplant within a month at the latest, she will die." After digesting the situation alone for several days and nights, Shi Lin was able to talk about the topic of death calmly.
"The heart source...Have you found the heart source?"
Shi Lin stared at him inquiringly, "Found it."
"Where is it?"
"An Xia Xia." Shi Lin stopped talking.
Fu Chuyan stepped back in shock, "How could it be her?!"
Shi Lin sneered, "That's not what Master Fu said when he first hired a substitute. Isn't it fun to find a low-quality substitute?"
"Mr. Shi, Miss Ban is awake."
When Shi Lin heard the nurse's words, he walked towards the ward in silence.
Pan Shu stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling, her eyes red.
"I heard it."
She looked at him and tried to force a smile, "Am I dying?"
Shi Lin remained silent.
"It's okay, it's actually okay..." she whispered, "But please don't harm others just for a heart, okay? Even if I die now, I don't want others to suffer unprovoked disasters because of me..."
Shi Lin said "hmm" softly.
"Let's go home. Auntie is back and has prepared a big table of delicious food for you."
Pan Shu blinked slowly, and a hot tear slid into her hair, disappearing without a trace. "Okay, but I'll be sad if there are no cola chicken wings."
She curled her lips.
Fu Chuyan looked greedily at the pale and lifeless girl through the window.
There was a pain in the end of my heart.
He didn't know how long he watched, but Pan Shu fell asleep due to exhaustion. Then he drove back to the villa that he had long been tired of in a daze.
When An Xiaxia learned that Fu Chuyan was coming tonight, she hurriedly bought a lot of vegetables from the vegetable market and cooked many of Fu Chuyan's favorite dishes.
At the dinner table.
An Xiaxia vividly described how she fought a duel of wits and courage with the fishmonger with stinky feet and managed to get three yuan off the bill.
Squeezing with the aunties for discounted fruits.
Showing off the candles she lit with her subtle aesthetic.
An Xiaxia said this was a candlelight dinner.
Show Fu Chuyan her new, vulgar, and even ugly clothes.
What Fu Chuyan remembered, however, were the artistically cut branches of flowers that the girl had made, the well-repaired ancient ink paintings, and the exquisitely styled outfits...
Even her snow-white hands were not as rough and cracked as An Xiaxia's.
Why does he like An Xia Xia?
Fu Chuyan suddenly felt a splitting headache.
He didn't know that in the original plot, he was now sitting by the bedside of his original body, thinking about An Xiaxia's goodness over and over again, and finally he said with enlightenment, why did he like Pan Shu? The person he liked was An Xiaxia.
What does it mean that fortune changes?
That's it.
"Chu Yan, are you listening?" An Xia Xia rubbed her apron carefully. "You don't know, the uncle was so embarrassed at the time that he had to reluctantly give me a discount of three yuan. Then I used the three yuan to buy five eggs, and there were so many people fighting over them!"
An Xiaxia knew that Fu Chuyan liked her simplicity.
This is something that the young lady doesn't have.
But she forgot that the young master would spend half a day nitpicking over the exquisite plating in high-end restaurants, the young master who would take tens of thousands of dollars in tips with a wave of his hand, and the young master whose fruits were airlifted in that day, how could he care about a three-dollar discount or discounted eggs and fruits?
In the world of the rich.
The profits given are in the tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
Three dollars?
Fu Chuyan has never spent three dollars in his life.
"That's enough." Fu Chuyan stood up irritably and picked up his coat. "I'm leaving first."
The cool breeze outside disturbed Fu Chuyan's thoughts. He thought for a long time and walked to the hospital unconsciously. He forgot that she was going home today.
Shi Lin hugged the girl carefully, as if she was a fragile porcelain doll in his arms.
In fact, the girl's physical condition may be worse than that of a porcelain doll.
Fu Chuyan heard it that day.
She said she would rather die than let others suffer for her.
She has always been a kind person.
How could he not love her?
An Xiaxia has enjoyed too many benefits under the halo of Banshu. She should pay something in return. Isn't this an equal transaction?
He paid off 30 million in debt for An Xiaxia's top-notch family.
An Xiaxia is given a fixed amount of 100,000 yuan for living expenses every month.
She even found stable and comfortable jobs for her weird family members.
He was the one who took care of An Xiaxia's failing grades at the end of the semester and all the troubles she got into.
It was he who brought her into the upper class.
Doesn't she give anything?
There is no such good thing.
Fu Chuyan didn't realize that the balance in his heart had completely tilted towards Ban Shu.
…
"This...um, Miss, I have a painting that has been in the antique painting shop for a long time. It hasn't been restored yet?"
The man's eyes were gloomy and silent, his voice was cold and drawn out, and there was almost no emotion in his voice.
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