Chapter 15: Is it... just a matter of acting coquettishly?

Ms. Ji never thought it would hurt this much.

For so many years, she had been carefully protecting her stomach, eating on time every day, and even though she had a passion for spicy food, she only indulged occasionally, not eating too much spice normally.

But just after three hours, the pain tonight was even more ferocious than last night, to the point where it was almost unbearable.

Ms. Ji clutched at the aching spot fiercely, instinctively squatting down, but she couldn't stabilize herself.

At this moment, Fu Yisi immediately opened the car door and rushed over to her.

Finally, as she was about to fall, Fu Yisi caught her in his arms.

"Ms. Ji?"

Fu Yisi's voice was tight as he looked down at the woman who had fainted in his arms. Only then did he notice that her face was terribly pale, her delicate eyebrows deeply furrowed, with sweat from her forehead soaking her hair.

His jawline instantly tensed, his deep eyes dark as ink. He squatted slightly and carried the woman horizontally, walking toward the hospital.

The nurse still on duty, upon seeing Fu Yisi return with a woman in his arms, opened her mouth in surprise.

"Is there an empty ward available?"

The coolness in Fu Yisi's voice snapped the stunned nurse back to attention, and she hurriedly led the way.

"Dr. Fu, this is..."

"Prepare an IV infusion."

"Ah?"

The nurse was puzzled, gazing dully at Fu Yisi as he carefully laid the woman in his arms onto the hospital bed and tenderly covered her with a blanket.

"!!!!!!"

This was unbelievable; she had actually seen such a considerate side of Dr. Fu. If she wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be a hint of tenderness on his face just now.

The nurse shivered suddenly.

Tenderness... It really was a word that she would never have associated with Dr. Fu.

Not hearing any movement, Fu Yisi turned his head and saw the nurse still standing there, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What are you still doing here?"

It was only then that the nurse had a clear view of the woman's face.

My goodness, it was Ms. Ji.

What exactly had happened between them? How could she have been made to faint?

The nurse was lost in speculation when she suddenly felt a chill around her, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the cold air emanated from, only to see Dr. Fu standing up, his cold and thin eyes looking at her displeased.

".…"

"Um, Dr. Fu, what kind of infusion is needed?"

Although the nurse had been at the hospital for two years, she had hardly ever interacted with Fu Yisi. She stood at the doorway, timidly asking this question.

Fu Yisi was silent for a moment before he spoke indifferently.

"Dextrose solution."

"Dextrose... Ah, okay."

The nurse hurried out of the ward.

So Ms. Ji had fainted because Dr. Fu didn't take her out for a meal and she went hungry? For the first time, the food-loving nurse criticized Fu Yisi.

To be so angry that he didn't even take his girlfriend out for a meal, Dr. Fu went too far!

Fu Yisi had no idea what people outside were thinking. He stood at the foot of the bed, looking at the woman on the hospital bed. The frown on his face hadn't loosened since they arrived at the hospital entrance.

This woman's stomach was far too fragile, getting like this just from missing a meal.

The nurse was quick, and in just a few minutes, she was back in the ward. After seeing that she had finished setting up, Fu Yisi asked her to stay and watch over her, and then he left the ward.

Fu Yisi didn't go far before he went to the porridge shop near the hospital that had not yet closed, picking up two orders. His gaze passed over the still brightly lit mall, and his steps towards the hospital abruptly changed direction.

At a flagship store of a domestic well-known cellphone brand, two clerks who were lazily chatting stopped their chatter dead as they saw Fu Yisi enter.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, they must be seeing things—there was actually a customer coming in at this time, and it was a very handsome man!

The two clerks stood up simultaneously, flashing smiles more perfect than at any job interview.

"Sir, may I help you find something?"

Having someone else beat her to it, the other clerk was not discouraged and discreetly sized up Fu Yisi from head to toe.

The usual combination of a white shirt and dress pants, but worn on this man, it radiated an exceptional and aristocratic quality. Plus the poise in the man's every movement, she immediately classified him as a potential VIP.

"Hello, sir, this is our premium series. The new model here is quite good; please have a closer look."

Indeed, upon hearing this, Fu Yisi walked straight over.

The clerk's heart leaped with joy, and immediately presented the phone, introducing it to Fu Yisi.

Fu Yisi's requirements for phones weren't too high; he didn't know which type Ms. Ji would like, but considering her profession, he asked in a deep voice,

"What about the camera capabilities?"

"Sir, one of the highlights of this model is its photography skills. This phone is equipped with a movie camera lens, an ultra-wide-angle lens, and a TOF lens. Its photographic quality is absolutely top-tier among domestic phones."

Fu Yisi's eyebrows slightly raised, gesturing for the clerk to wrap it up.

This transaction was unexpectedly quick.

The two clerks smiled broadly; this was the first sale of this model in their store!

Seeing the faint fatigue in Fu Yisi's eyes, the clerk very perceptively didn't push any other products.

This was the first time Fu Yisi had bought something for a woman other than his mother.

...

In the hospital ward, only a quarter of the glucose had been infused when Ms. Ji woke up.

The nurse, who was silently battling in games on her phone, took notice of the movement on the bed and made a swift decision—to turn off her phone.

"Ms. Ji, you're awake!"

The joy in the words left Ji Sang somewhat bewildered.

"What's... what happened to me?"

The nurse said with a beaming smile,

"Ms. Ji, you fainted. It was Dr. Fu who carried you in. Now you've been given some glucose. Do you feel any better?"

Fainted?

Ji Sang blinked her eyes and tried to remember.

She was at the hospital entrance, in unbearable pain, consciousness fading. All she remembered before passing out was the scent of wood mixed with the smell of disinfectants, and... a man's warm chest.

So he didn't leave after all.

Just... Ji Sang looked up at the nurse, who was curiously staring at her, somewhat confused,

"What's... what's wrong?"

Subconsciously thinking there was something dirty on her face, she reached up to touch it, but felt nothing.

"Ms. Ji, how do you know Dr. Fu? Did you pursue Dr. Fu first, or was it Dr. Fu who pursued you first?"

Ji Sang: ...

Just as Fu Yisi reached the halfway point of pushing down the door handle outside the sickbed, he raised his eyebrows in intrigue, let go, and leaned against the wall, appearing completely nonchalant and not as if he was eavesdropping.

He really wanted to hear how that ungrateful woman would answer.

Faced with such a direct question, Ji Sang was a bit at a loss. She could have straightforwardly declined, just as she had rejected Zhang Quan, but the person in front of her was her colleague from Fu Yisi Hospital.

She subconsciously didn't want to leave a bad impression in front of them.

But what could she say? That she and Fu Yisi met through matchmaking? That there was absolutely no question of who pursued whom between her and Fu Yisi?

Even if Ji Sang wasn't social, she wasn't foolish enough to discuss such private matters with someone she'd just met.

After hesitating for over ten seconds, Ji Sang vaguely replied,

"Just... like that?"

The uncertainty in her voice was clear even to Fu Yisi listening outside.

However, the nurse mistakenly thought that it was Ms. Ji who pursued Dr. Fu, a bit too embarrassed to say it out loud.

After all, it was hard for her to imagine someone as cold and indifferent as Dr. Fu actively pursuing anyone.

Hearing this, Fu Yisi stood upright, pushed the door open, and came in.

Fu Yisi's sleeve was rolled up, revealing his lean and well-defined arm. Having taken off his white coat from the daytime, he also shed the air of a cold gentleman, instead exuding an undeniable male charm that overwhelmed the senses.

The nurse's face immediately turned red.

"Dr. Fu, you're back; I'll leave first."

She hurried out, as if afraid to disturb the pair's time together.

The room instantly became quiet.

Ji Sang was still a bit weak, and the dim light specially adjusted in the sickroom made it hard for her to clearly see the man's expression. The dim lighting cast onto him perfectly outlined his sharp and clean features.

Especially his perfectly chiseled jawline, which at that moment was all the more fatally alluring in the shadowy seduction.

Fu Yisi indifferently shifted his gaze from the weak woman on the bed and placed the item in his hand on a short cabinet beside him.

His voice was cool and slightly raspy,

"Find a time to get a check-up."

Ji Sang's mind was foggy, and for the moment, she didn't grasp the meaning of his words.

Fu Yisi uncommonly added,

"You should pay attention to the stomach pain."

Ji Sang understood now.

"It's useless."

Fu Yisi's hand at his side flicked abruptly,

The woman sitting on the bed lowered her eyes slightly, her long lashes casting a shadow beneath her eyes, and vaguely, he saw her eyelids twitch a few times.

She had a slight smile on her lips, but not a trace of amusement, her voice was filled with a sense of melancholy,

"I've had a check-up. It's an old ailment from childhood, incurable."

These words, filled with a sense of sorrow for past experiences, inexplicably stirred unrest in Fu Yisi's heart.

The man's lips pressed tightly as he raised the bed table and brought out the porridge he had bought.

"Eat first."

The scent that filled the air pulled Ji Sang back from her memories in an instant. She looked up blankly at Fu Yisi. His complexion wasn't especially good, still indifferent and nonchalant, but the fatigue in his eyes somewhat softened his aloofness.

"Are you... not angry anymore?"

Fu Yisi continued his actions without a pause, glancing indifferently at the woman on the bed, casually raising his eyebrow, a low chuckle squeezing from his throat,

Yet the words he spoke carried no trace of humor,

"Why would I be angry."

Ji Sang: ...

Xiao Zhang's words suddenly echoed in her ears.

Is it... just about acting like a spoiled child?

Caught between ruining her relationship with Fu Yisi and losing face, Ji Sang hesitated for a brief moment, and then resolutely chose the latter.

Ji Sang moved her free right hand, cautiously pulling the corner of Fu Yisi's shirt, and gave it a slight tug,

"Not angry anymore."

After a pause, Ji Sang looked up at the standing man, her lips pursed slightly,

"Is that okay?"