Being scolded by Han Chen meant nothing to Yu Yizhou. He attempted to move his toes, but his leg was wrapped up like a zongzi, making it difficult to move even a little.
Han Chen reminded him, “Try sitting up.”
The young nurse beside them quickly reached out to support Yu Yizhou, but he resisted and instead looked toward Zhou Mo, who was standing silently without saying a word.
“Hey, what are you doing? Don’t you have any actions? Your boyfriend is like this, and you’re not even coming over to help?”
Zhou Mo’s heart inexplicably clenched, her gaze passing over Han Chen’s back. She had just wanted to say that they had already broken up.
Before she could speak, Yu Yizhou let out a cry of pain. “Ah! It hurts, it hurts...”
He jolted upright like a zombie rising from the dead, pushing away Han Chen’s hand that was pressing on the side of his knee. “Dr. Han, don’t press blindly.”
“The knee joint effusion has worsened,” Han Chen remained expressionless, serious and focused. “We’ll drain it later.”
The young nurse nodded quickly. “Yes.”
Yu Yizhou was stunned. “Drain it? How?”
The nurse circled her thumb and index finger, gesturing for an explanation. “We’ll use a thick needle to puncture the synovial membrane inside the knee and drain it.”
Yu Yizhou’s hair stood on end, and he asked nervously, “Will you give me anesthesia?”
The nurse dismissed it. “It’s just a needle prick. Why would we need anesthesia?”
Yu Yizhou broke into a cold sweat.
Suddenly, Yu Yizhou’s expression changed as he pleaded, “Zhou Mo, can we get back together? If you stay here with me, I won’t ask you or your father to be responsible. You can just compensate me for my medical expenses. I don’t need any other compensation, and your father doesn’t have to go to jail.”
Zhou Mo remained indifferent and coldly asked, “When did you last visit Sichuan and Chongqing?”
“What do you mean?” Yu Yizhou looked confused.
“Otherwise, where did you learn to change your face like that?”
“...”
Zhou Mo lost her patience. As a person who was always emotionally detached, she decided to be straightforward. “Yu Yizhou, if you don’t understand plain language, I can say it again. We have broken up, and it wasn’t a peaceful separation. You started the fight. I came here today to tell you that I’m not afraid of your tantrums. Let’s wait and see!”
With a cold glance at Yu Yizhou, Zhou Mo turned and left the ward.
Yu Yizhou’s face contorted once again. He stared at Zhou Mo’s departing figure and muttered a curse under his breath.
“Don’t want the leg anymore?” Han Chen’s voice was low and chilling.
Yu Yizhou was suddenly taken aback. “It’s none of your business. I had a quarrel with my girlfriend.”
Han Chen gestured with his eyes.
The young nurse immediately understood and exited the ward.
Yu Yizhou looked at Han Chen warily.
Han Chen’s voice remained steady as he said, “If the staff brought by you the day you came here were discovered by the disciplinary inspection committee...”
Yu Yizhou was completely stunned.
That day, Yu Yizhou was brought to Dongjiang University Hospital’s emergency department by an ambulance, and it was Han Chen who came for a consultation. Yu Yizhou had a fractured fibula and dislocated ankle, crying out in pain. Every time someone touched him, he would curse loudly.
“I’ll do it,” Han Chen suddenly spoke up, taking the scissors from the intern’s hand and deftly cutting open Yu Yizhou’s black skinny jeans. His movements were smooth and tender, quickly finishing the task. Then, Yu Yizhou’s leg was promptly cast.
Yu Yizhou was too focused on his injured leg and forgot about the torn jeans. As for the several foot spa receipts and a value-added tax invoice in the jeans’ pocket...
“I went to a foot spa with a friend, what’s the problem?" Yu Yizhou questioned.
“I don’t care who you went with,” Han Chen warned coldly. “If you dare to provoke Zhou Mo again, you won’t have that leg or even yourself anymore.”
Yu Yizhou couldn’t react for a moment. “Do you know Zhou Mo? Who are you to protect her like this?”
“She is my wife,” Han Chen replied.
Yu Yizhou was completely shocked and couldn’t accept this news. “No, you must be joking. We broke up just a few days ago...”
“We got our marriage certificate today.”
Han Chen didn’t explain much and took out the marriage certificate from his pocket, opening it for Yu Yizhou to glance at.
Yu Yizhou still couldn’t believe it. “Forging documents is illegal.”
Han Chen sneered, saying, “Bribery is illegal too.”
Yu Yizhou’s heart skipped a beat, then he panicked.
Han Chen remained calm, as if nothing had happened. Before leaving, he gave him a few reminders, but then added one more sentence.
“Be careful of amputation. You might really need an expensive and high-quality prosthetic limb.”
Yu Yizhou’s back instantly turned cold.
...
After coming out of the ward, Han Chen thought Zhou Mo had already left, but he unexpectedly saw her sitting on a bench near the nurses’ station.
“Are you waiting for me?”
Zhou Mo looked up and immediately stood up.
“Can we talk?”
Han Chen nodded. “Follow me.”
They entered a small conference room in the orthopedics department.
Han Chen handed Zhou Mo a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, closed it gently, and placed it in front of her.
“What’s the matter?” He pulled out a chair next to Zhou Mo and sat down.
Zhou Mo was slightly amazed by Han Chen’s attention to detail, but quickly regained her composure.
“Yu Yizhou, my ex-boyfriend...”
“I know.”
Zhou Mo bit her lip. She knew she was talking nonsense. After what happened earlier, Han Chen wasn’t foolish.
“Han Chen, although Yu Yizhou is timid and cowardly, he’s also skilled at causing trouble and taking advantage of others,” Zhou Mo didn’t want to bring up her past with Yu Yizhou, but it concerned Han Chen, and there were some things she had to say, “I will resolve the grievances between us. Don’t expose our marriage certificate, otherwise, he will think you’re my husband and will definitely find a way to make things difficult for you. Your work will be affected.”
“Does it matter?” Han Chen asked coldly.
Zhou Mo was stunned.
Han Chen furrowed his brows and asked again, “I’m your husband and it’s a fact.”
“...”
Han Chen took out the marriage certificate from his pocket and placed it in front of Zhou Mo. “Do you think this certificate is fake?”
Zhou Mo’s gaze swept over the red booklet, then lifted her eyes, instantly fixing them on the side profile of Han Chen.
“Why are you still carrying it with you? You didn’t show it to Yu Yizhou, did you?”
Han Chen suddenly fell silent. He put away the marriage certificate and spoke in a low voice, “I knew about his relationship with you the day he entered the hospital.”
“Huh?”
“Your mother came with him.”
Zhou Mo was suddenly startled. “You met my mother? Why didn’t she mention you to me?”
“The situation was too chaotic at that time, she didn’t recognize me.”
Zhou Mo looked at the person in front of her and suddenly felt like she didn’t know Han Chen anymore.
He had changed.
Not just in appearance, but also in his thoughts and demeanor.
Zhou Mo even felt that there was a captivating sense of mystery about Han Chen.
From the day Yu Yizhou was rushed to the emergency room until now, which was only three days, Han Chen swiftly and urgently got married to her.
Zhou Mo always felt that things weren’t that simple.
Her delicate and beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she scrutinized Han Chen once again.
“Did you plan all of this?”
Han Chen’s face became somewhat unnatural. He turned away, avoiding Zhou Mo’s scrutinizing gaze.
Zhou Mo stared at him intently and said, “You used the photos of my transactions with clients to threaten me. You deliberately mixed the inner and outer garments in the washing machine when you clearly knew how to use them. And you knew Yu Yizhou was my boyfriend, but you insisted on exposing it after we got married... Han Chen, what exactly are you thinking?”