Chapter 356: Three hundred fifty-five, no abnormalities Chapter 356: Three hundred fifty-five, no abnormalities Song Yanxue’s tears slid from the corners of her eyes. “Why? What’s wrong with me?” she said. She was more beautiful than Song Yan Ning, more outstanding; where was she lacking?
“Everything is lacking,” Qin Yushen said, hearing knocking from outside and stepping out of the room.
Song Yanxue clenched her teeth, unwillingly watching Qin Yushen’s retreating back. You are mine, only mine.
Shortly after, Qin Yushen returned with an elderly man.
“Uncle Qian, her condition is just as I described to you,” Qin Yushen spoke while walking alongside Qian Jianghe.
Qian Jianghe nodded and walked up to Song Yan Ning, reaching out to take her pulse.
Song Yanxue scoffed disdainfully. The medicine in Song Yan Ning came from Lu Tingxuan, not just any doctor, nor even a deity could cure her. She truly hoped that Song Yan Ning would just die; then she would have no further worries.
Seeing Qian Jianghe withdrawing his hand, Qin Yushen, Yang Xin’er, and Song Yanli all looked tense. “Dr. Qian, how is she?” They all knew Qian Jianghe, who was a renowned doctor in Beijing.
“There’s nothing abnormal with her body,” Qian Jianghe said, encountering such a case for the first time.
“Dr. Qian, does this mean she will always be like this?” Song Yanli asked, looking worriedly at Song Yan Ning.
Qian Jianghe shook his head. “You should take her to the hospital for further examination.”
After sending off Qian Jianghe, Qin Yushen approached Song Yan Ning and attempted to hold her hand, but she waved him away.
“Don’t touch me!” Song Yan Ning pushed Qin Yushen away, stopping him from coming closer.
“Xiao Ning, I’m your fiancé, I wouldn’t harm you,” Qin Yushen said, pain evident in his eyes.
“I won’t believe you, you liar,” Song Yan Ning glared fiercely at Qin Yushen.
“Xiao Ning.”
“Don’t talk to me,” Song Yan Ning said impatiently, cutting off Qin Yushen.
Song Yanxue nearly couldn’t hold back a laugh at this scene. With Brother Yushen’s pride, he would definitely not stoop to coax Song Yan Ning; he would surely give up on her.
Song Yanli approached Song Yan Ning, “Xiao Ning, Yushen Brother really is your fiancé.” Seeing the once sweet couple turn out this way, she felt truly distressed.
“You’re all liars, I don’t want to talk to you,” Song Yan Ning scoffed and stood up, walking toward her room.
“Xiao Ning,” Yang Xin’er looked at Song Yan Ning’s retreating back with concern. After a while, she turned to Qin Yushen, “Xiao Shen, we should take Xiao Ning to the hospital now.” Seeing Xiao Ning like this really hurt her.
Qin Yushen nodded, “I will make the arrangements.”
“Brother Yushen, don’t be sad, Xiao Ning will definitely get better,” Song Yanli comforted him.
Qin Yushen nodded silently, his gaze following the direction Song Yan Ning had gone, his eyes filled with pain.
Song Yanxue moved next to Qin Yushen, suppressing her joy. “Brother Yushen, I will help you take care of Xiao Ning.”
“No need!” Qin Yushen strode toward Song Yan Ning’s room. Although he knew it was all fake, it was still hard for him when Xiao Ning looked at him with the eyes of a stranger.
Song Yanxue returned home and immediately went to Lu Tingxuan’s room to inform him of Song Yan Ning’s current condition.
Lu Tingxuan pondered for a moment and nodded. He had to go see for himself.
Qin Yushen entered Song Yan Ning’s room, stretched out his arms, and embraced her tightly. “Do not forget me.” Just thinking about that possibility, his heart felt as if it were being violently stabbed.
“Fool!” Song Yan Ning leaned into Qin Yushen’s arms. How could she possibly forget him?
“You must never forget, understand?” Qin Yushen looked at Song Yan Ning dominantly. If one day Xiao Ning truly forgot him, it would break his heart to death.
“I know! I will never forget.” Song Yan Ning laughed at Qin Yushen, tiptoed, and kissed him on the lips.
Qin Yushen was slightly startled. This was the first time Xiao Ning had initiated a kiss.
Song Yan Ning stepped back, but in the next moment, her lips felt warm…
After a long while, Song Yan Ning, gasping for breath, leaned on Qin Yushen, casting him a coquettish glare. She realized he could also be quite fickle.
Qin Yushen smiled slightly, took Song Yan Ning’s hand, “Let’s go, we’re heading to the hospital.” Since the play had started, it had to go on.
Lu Tingxuan saw Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning walking out of the house, quickly hid himself in the nearby alley, and covertly peeked out, observing Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. He dared not use Divine Sense to scan Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen as they were cultivators and would definitely sense his Divine Sense.
Qin Yushen said nothing, Song Yan Ning expressionless, deliberately keeping her distance from him as she followed behind.
Qin Yushen stopped, turned around, and waited until Song Yan Ning came to his side, then reached out and held her hand.
“Let go!” Song Yan Ning forcefully jerked her hand away, glaring at him with disgust, “Touch me again, and I won’t be polite.”
Qin Yushen stared deeply at Song Yan Ning, then walked towards his car.
Song Yan Ning scoffed mockingly and followed Qin Yushen.
Lu Tingxuan kept his eyes on both of them until they disappeared at the end of the alley, then he emerged from his hiding place. He still couldn’t be sure whether Song Yan Ning had really taken the Forgetfulness Pill.
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen arrived at the hospital, and under Qin Yushen’s arrangements, Song Yan Ning was quickly admitted to a ward.
“What would you like to eat? I’ll go buy it for you.” Qin Yushen poured a glass of water for Song Yan Ning and looked at her.
“Don’t bother with me, I don’t want to see you, just go!” Song Yan Ning glared at Qin Yushen and turned her head to look outside the window.
Qin Yushen shook his head and sighed, “My phone number is in your mobile. If you need anything, just call me. I’ll be staying next door.” He could not bear to leave Xiao Ning alone in the hospital, especially with Lu Tingxuan still watching closely.
“Hmph!” Song Yan Ning huffed.
Qin Yushen looked at Song Yan Ning for a long time before finally stepping out of the ward.
Song Yan Ning was watching TV when the door of the ward was pushed open, and a doctor, dressed in a white coat and wearing a mask, walked in.
The doctor approached Song Yan Ning, scrutinizing her complexion, “Are you experiencing any discomfort?”
Song Yan Ning shook her head, “Doctor, when can I be discharged?”
“Once the checkup results are out, and there are no issues, you can be discharged. Are you experiencing any insomnia or loss of appetite?” The doctor noted down in his record book.
“No, just some dizziness, and I cannot remember anything,” Song Yan Ning rubbed her temples, painfully speaking.