Chapter 16.2: Is Your Heart Made of Stone?

Chapter 16.2: Is Your Heart Made of Stone?

The doctor sat back to her desk and typed while saying, "Within 48 hours after you go back, cover your ankle with ice. After that, apply heat. If it hurts a lot, then use some medicine for blood circulation. Don't press it, try not to walk around, and wear some comfortable shoes. Any questions?"

Zheng Shuyi just nodded.

It didn't hurt anymore.

The doctor typed out the list and handed it to her as she said, "I think, your boyfriend looks very handsome, but hes just a bit too cold. Cold-hearted."

Zheng Shuyi sneered.

"Doctor, please don't say that, he's not cold-hearted."

"Little girl, you like him that way?"

Outside, in the silent corridor.

Shi Yan hung up the phone and just when he was about to open the door, he heard Zheng Shuyi's emotional voice inside.

"He has no heart at all!"

Shi Yan took his hand off the handle, then turned to leave.

Zheng Shuyi sat on the bed and dangled her legs around.

"Where did he go? Why isn't he back yet?"

She looked towards the door, "Did he leave already?"

"He went to pay the bill," replied the doctor.

As soon as she replied, the door was pushed open.

Zheng Shuyi almost reflexively began to act again.

She frowned, bit her lips, and made some painful noises. Only to realize that the person who came in wasn't Shi Yan.

A nurse walked in with a wheelchair.

Zheng Shuyi: ""

In the cold night, the aligned street lights were lit brightly.

Shi Yan was standing by his car, and the lights above made his shadow extremely long.

When the nurse pushed Zheng Shuyi to the parking lot, her drooping head slowly rose.

From the beginning of the concert until now, it was a lot of stress on both the body and the mind.

Her makeup looked worn, and even the lipstick faded. Under the cold lights, she did look quite sick.

When the wheelchair was in front of Shi Yan, the nurse told him some things to remember and be aware of.

Zheng Shuyi looked at Shi Yan and reached out to him again.

"I still can't walk."

The night wind blew across the empty parking lot. As the wind blew on Zheng Shuyi's hair, they looked messy and she looked quite pitiful.

Shi Yan looked towards her helplessly.

After the look, he was about to bend down and

Suddenly, a wild cat jumped out of the grass. Since the shadow was magnified several times by the street lights, as it rushed over, it looked like a vicious monster.

Along with the yell of the wild cat, Zheng Shuyi didn't even have time to think as her body subconsciously jumped up. She shrieked as she ran behind Shi Yan while shivering in fear.

A few seconds later.

In the messy blanket, she found her phone, thought for a moment, and sent a message to Shi Yan:

I almost forgot I haven't paid you the med bills yet.

How should I give it to you?

After sending, Zheng Shuyi wasn't expecting Shi Yan to reply. So she placed the phone down and went to take a shower.

After she got out after an hour, she checked her phone. Ten minutes ago, Shi Yan replied:

WeChat.[1]

Zheng Shuyi read these words over and over again in disbelief.

After opening WeChat, a new friend request popped up.

Zheng Shuyi's first reaction was to ask:

Is this Shi Yan?

Shi Yan: Who else?

Seeing this, the sense of joy swept across Zheng Shuyi's mind.

Lying on the bed, she kicked her legs and danced with her arms. Then, after turning over to lie on the pillow, she typed slowly:

How much is the medical bill today? I'll transfer the money to you.

Shi Yan sent a bill over.

Zheng Shuyi read it, and her smile immediately froze in place.

Outpatient Emergency (No appointment): 2560 Yuan.

What kind of rip-off hospital is this?? Why is it so expensive!!

Zheng Shuyi:

Zheng Shuyi: Can I use insurance?

The moment she sent it, she regretted it and immediately recalled the message. Then she sent the money.

Lying on her back, Zheng Shuyi felt her body in pain.

After a few seconds, the phone rang.

She picked it up again and saw that Shi Yan returned the money.

The pain immediately disappeared and turned into a burst of happiness.

"You don't have to worry, after all, we"

Before she finished typing, Shi Yan sent another message:

Count it as your remuneration.

It took several seconds for Zheng Shuyi to realize what he meant.

Her smile slowly froze again.

Zheng Shuyi: My Oscar-level remuneration is a bit over two thousand?

Zheng Shuyi typed as she muttered, "Stingy"

Shi Yan: How much do you want?

Zheng Shuyi crossed her legs and replied slowly:

I want you to have dinner with me tomorrow (////)