Chapter 1183: Chapter 1183: The Magic of Time
âJian Jian, you havenât eaten anything since last night, you must be starving! Have something to eat first, letâs put everything else aside for now,â Chu Liyuan said, taking out food he had prepared earlier.
âThis isâŠâ Jian Dan looked at the congee in the thermos container.
âThis was made in the back kitchen of the hospital canteen. Right now, itâs best to eat something light,â he explained.
âDid Uncle make it himself?â Although it was just a plain bowl of congee, the care it carried was immense.
âHere~â Chu Liyuan had already brought a spoonful of congee to Jian Danâs lips.
âMmm! Tasty!â Jian Danâs face was sweet with a smile. âUncle, Iâm alright now, you should hurry back to work!â
âIâm here to keep you company!â
âReally, itâs not necessary, work is important!â
âTo me, the most important thing is always you!
Moreover, Iâve mostly settled everything already, donât worry! Li Jing can handle the remaining work!â
âReally?â
âWhen have I ever lied to you?â
âUncle, I know asking this might make me seem too sentimental, but if I donât ask, it will keep bothering me,â Jian Dan confessed.
âWhat is it?â
âI havenât really disrupted Uncleâs work, have I?â
âAre you doubting your husbandâs capabilities?â
âOf course, I trust you. Itâs just that every time something concerns me, you seem toâŠâ Jian Danâs voice trailed off softly.
âYou know that? If youâre so aware of how important you are to me, why donât you take better care of yourself?â
âI know I was wrong!â
âEvery time you admit your mistake, the attitude is quite good, but the behavior never changes!â Uncle returned to his gentle demeanor after a moment of strictness.
âBecause I know Uncle will always forgive me!â Jian Dan lifted her eyes to look at Chu Liyuan, her eyes brimming with smiles.
âAre you that sure of me?â
âHehe~ I canât help it, Uncle just likes to be taken for granted by me, doesnât he?â Jian Dan raised her hand to wrap it around Chu Liyuanâs neck.
âYes!â Chu Liyuan raised his hand to touch Jian Danâs still somewhat pale cheeks.
Xia Mengjiao, who had been by the side all this time, finally couldnât take it anymore and escaped from the ward to the corridorâŠ
âThese two really are too much, shamelessly flaunting their affection right in front of me,â Xia Mengjiao muttered to herself as she sat down in the corridor on a chair.
âXia Mengjiao?â As Mengjiao was sitting on the chair and looking at her phone, a voice reached her ears. She looked up to seeâŠâIt really is you. I thought from afar it looked like you, but I didnât expect it to actually be you!â A man dressed in white slowly walked towards Mengjiao.
âYou areâŠâ Mengjiao stood up, looking at the man approaching her slowly, âQian Zihao?â
âItâs me!â
âWhat are you doing here?â
âIâm a nurse here!â
âA nurse?â Mengjiao looked at Qian Zihao up and down with disbelief.
Qian Zihao was a middle school classmate of both Xia Mengjiao and Jian Dan, but he had left their middle school before graduating. Back then, Qian Zihao didnât like studying and would always mess around with troublemakers outside of school. Who would have thought that heâd become a nurse?
âSurprised, arenât you, to see me as a nurse?
Even I sometimes canât believe it, that Iâve actually become a nurse,â he said.
âSo, youâŠâ
âActually, some things happened that made me want to become a nurse!â
âOh?â
âI went abroad with my parents, and at first, I kept fooling around just like before. But during a severe earthquake, our whole family was buried in the ruins. It was my motherâs body that shielded me, which is why I survived. When the firefighters found us, my mother had been dead for a long time. They took me to the hospital, where a doctor looked after me all the while. When I was finally discharged after recovering, I received the news that the doctor had died from head injuries caused by falling rocks during the earthquakeâs rescue efforts.
The experience deeply affected me, and knowing my own capabilities, I knew I couldnât become a doctor, so I became a nurse instead to help more people.â
âYouâre doing well for yourself now,â Mengjiao said, not knowing what words of comfort to offer to Qian Zihao, because any words seemed particularly pale in the face of life and death.
If you find any errors ( Ads popup, ads redirect, broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.