Chapter 297: Visiting Zheng Yue
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
On the third day of no news from Zheng Yue, Murong Qiao received a call from an unknown number.
“Qiaoqiao, I’m at the hospital…” Zheng Yue’s voice answered.
Her voice sounded especially weak, making Murong Qiao frown.
Zheng Yue’s condition sounded very wrong. Her tone was clearly calm, but Murong Qiao acutely sensed that something was different from before.
She got up to get her coat. “Which hospital are you in?”
Zheng Yue gave her an address and Murong Qiao decisively took a taxi over.
She had never thought that Zheng Yue would be hospitalized. Murong Qiao frowned and pondered, secretly guessing what had happened in the past two days when Nan Kang went to look for Zheng Yue.
The drive to the hospital was not far. Murong Qiao only took 15 minutes to reach the place Zheng Yue had mentioned.
She searched for the room number and pushed open the door.
“Zheng… Yue.” Murong Qiao’s voice hesitated.
This was because the person covered in bandages in front of her was very different from the Zheng Yue in her memory.
It was not an exaggeration to say that she looked like a mummy. Zheng Yue was half-sitting on the bed, wearing a striped hospital gown. Her face was as pale as a dead person’s. If not for the equipment beside her that showed her physical condition, it would even give people the illusion that she was no longer breathing.
“You’re here.” Zheng Yue’s eyes were lifeless.
It had only been a few days, but it felt like a century to her.
Zheng Yue looked up at Murong Qiao and chuckled, but her expression was indescribably bleak.
Murong Qiao slowly walked to her side. “Why are you injured?”
The surprise in her words was not feigned, but from the bottom of her heart.
Even though she hadn’t seen the injury report yet, Murong Qiao could roughly imagine it just by looking at Zheng Yue’s appearance.
Nan Kang was really ruthless.
She sighed in her heart and sat beside Zheng Yue with concern.
“I…” Zheng Yue opened her mouth.
She wanted to say something, but she didn’t know where to start.
Zheng Yue raised her hand to touch the wound on her face. Although she no longer felt any physical pain and her body was gradually improving, her heart had been pierced.
The wind leaking out of the hole made her feel empty and cold.
Murong Qiao didn’t say anything and just waited patiently for her to speak.
“My, my child is gone.” Zheng Yue took a deep breath. “I was sent to the hospital for surgery yesterday.”
She clenched her hands slowly. “My uterus was removed, too.”
Zheng Yue told the truth with a trembling voice.
She didn’t tell Murong Qiao what had happened between her and Nankang, but even so, Zheng Yue, who was forced to recall the truth again, felt her heart ache.
She couldn’t help but think of Nan Kang and his heartless determination at that time.
Because of his callousness and inaction at that time, she had lost the ability to have children forever.
Every time Zheng Yue thought of this, she could barely suppress the pain in her heart.
She had thought that Nan Kang was a good man who could make her ignore his age and marry him.
However, the cold reality turned into countless slaps that landed on her face like a storm. Her face was red and swollen, and her mind was buzzing.
Nan Kang was not a good person. He had actually left her to die in the deep mountains. He did not even care about her after she was admitted to the hospital. There were no calls or messages, and he was nowhere to be seen. This attitude of ignoring her completely made the last bit of heat in Zheng Yue’s heart turn cold.
“Anyway, recuperate first.” Murong Qiao comforted her.
Hearing Zheng Yue’s words, Murong Qiao was secretly shocked.
Although she had expected that Nan Kang’s attitude towards Zheng Yue would not be too good, she did not expect the two of them to have such an intense fight.
She placed some supplements and fruits she had brought on the table beside her. Deep down, she could not tell how she felt about Zheng Yue’s encounter.
She stuffed the food into Zheng Yue’s palm. “Recovery is more important than anything else.”
Murong Qiao comforted her, but she couldn’t help but think of his mother.
Nan Kang was able to be so ruthless to a heavily pregnant woman…
He probably didn’t treat his mother, Murong Yan, well in the past.
Zheng Yue hummed softly. “I understand.”
She touched her stomach out of habit, but it was empty.
“You saw what I’m like now…” Zheng Yue said of her injuries. “School and work—”
She shrank back and did not comment on the wounds all over her body.
Zheng Yue knew that she was not a fairy. It was already a flaw that she could not give birth. In addition, her injuries made her want to escape.
Murong Qiao interrupted her. “Don’t be discouraged. Medical beauty is so developed now. It can definitely repair your scars.”
She reached out and patted Zheng Yue’s back, only to find that her body was trembling as she spoke.
Murong Qiao didn’t look at it on purpose, but when her gaze landed on the wound on Zheng Yue’s face and the skin exposed near her neck, she could see scratches of all sizes. After the scars were formed, the area looked red and raw.
“Where would I be able to get so much money from?” Zheng Yue pursed her lips.
Her gloomy eyes landed on the snow-white bedsheets below her. When she said this, she felt uncomfortable.
She admitted that there was a slight element of deliberateness in saying this.
Zheng Yue hid her selfishness and didn’t even forget to act pitiful at this moment, trying to make Murong Qiao pity her.
Murong Qiao’s eyes flickered. “Can’t 1 just lend it to you?”
She said it so casually, her tone was so light that it made Zheng Yue jealous.
Zheng Yue thought that what she said just now evoked Murong Qiao’s sympathy, but Murong Qiao was just following her words and leading her further into her plan.
“Really?” Zheng Yue looked up abruptly.
It would not be a small sum of money to repair the scars. It’d be incomparable to the money that Zheng Yue had borrowed from Murong Qiao so far.
Although she was jealous of Murong Qiao’s generosity, when she heard that she was willing to lend her money to repair her scar, Zheng Yue couldn’t help but be tempted.
No girl wanted to live with scars all over her body.
Murong Qiao nodded firmly. “Of course.”
Of course, she would help Zheng Yue repair it. If she didn’t, how would she be able to see more exciting scenes from Zheng Yue and Nankang?
Therefore, after Murong Qiao’s promise, she really searched for a few famous medical institutions on her phone and began to discuss with Zheng Yue in front of her.
“We can plan after you recover,” she arranged methodically.
Zheng Yue’s originally confused and empty heart was gradually filled with Murong Qiao’s words.
Her eyes lit up again. She no longer focused on her body and emotions. Instead, she listened to Murong Qiao attentively.
“Just don’t worry. Don’t be so dispirited. Go out more,” Murong Qiao advised her.
It was the time when Zheng Yue needed company the most and Murong Qiao naturally had to seize this opportunity.
Zheng Yue’s lips curled up slightly. “Yes.”
If it was anyone else who said this, Zheng Yue would not believe them at all.
However, no matter how unbelievable it was, Zheng Yue believed it when Murong Qiao said it.
After thinking it through, she took out a small jar of fresh bird’s nest from Murong Qiao’s gift basket to eat..
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