Chapter 74: The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng
Chapter 74: Will Only Hate You**
"He's very frightening."
Her tone fluctuated, revealing a hint of fear.
She wasn't afraid of herself; it was Sheng Mingsi.
That person had never harmed her, but anyone who attempted to get close to her was ruthlessly dealt with by him.
In the past, she didn't care about these things or what he did. But now, things were different.
She didn't want Sheng Mingsi to suffer any harm.
However, her words fell into Sheng Mingsi's ears, and he thought she was afraid of that person.
Had that person harmed her abroad?
At this thought, he tightly clenched the steering wheel, his eyes cold and dark. "Anyone who has harmed you, I won't let them off."
Even if that person was abroad, he had his ways.
Jiang Chenchen hurriedly said, "As Gege, it's not like that. That person has never harmed me, but he will harm those who get close to me. I don't want anything to happen to you. Can we not provoke him actively?"
Her tone was genuinely anxious as she leaned towards him, her seatbelt pulled tight.
She was worried about him. Her fear was all because of him.
Sheng Mingsi concealed the icy and fierce look in his eyes, lowering his voice. "Even though I don't know what kind of person he is, as long as you're by my side, you don't need to be afraid. Always believe that I can protect you, and I have the ability to protect myself."
Jiang Chenchen completely believed in him, but the more she cared, the more she feared losing him. So, even if he had the ability to handle everything, she would still worry.
But two years had passed, and Zhan Chen hadn't come to find her. He was sick, always taking medicine, and maybe he had already died abroad.
If he really died, she wouldn't be happy. Looking back, he had been very good to her during those two years.
But it was only like that. It was best never to meet again.
A moment of silence passed in the car.
Jiang Chenchen said, "Gege, please never leave me."
She said it with seriousness and sincerity.
"Promise me to live well."
Sheng Mingsi glanced at her sideways. He knew she treated him like family, fearing loss.
"Okay."
He restrained his gaze, reached over to turn on the music, and played a soothing melody.
"Relax, close your eyes and take a nap. We'll be home soon."
Jiang Chenchen slowly reclined on her seat, her body going from tense to relaxed. She sighed and closed her eyes.
So tired.
She fell asleep in the car, and when they arrived home, Sheng Mingsi carried her from the car. Looking at her sleeping face, he realized he couldn't stare for too long.
He averted his gaze, carried her into the house, helped her take off her coat and shoes, covered her with a blanket, and quickly left the room.
Busy all night, he was exhausted. Still, he instructed Wu Bi to investigate the person named Zhan Chen.
Combining Jiang Chenchen's previous words, the doctor who took her abroad had died. Perhaps it was the work of this Zhan Chen.
If the speculation was correct, this ruthless person had shown kindness only to Jiang Chenchen. They had been together for two years, spending every day together, and there was no guarantee he hadn't done other things.
The night Sheng Mingsi had too much to drink, her resistance to him, her fear, even crying in front of him for the first time.
The more he thought, the heavier his heart became, and his gaze turned colder. If he had known her earlier, taken care of her sooner, and not let her go through these unnecessary things.
He didn't know that caring could feel like this, with his heart throbbing painfully.
Perhaps it was already late into the night when he felt tired. His face was pale and sweaty, and he clutched his chest, leaning against the table. It took quite a while for him to recover.
If that person had done something unforgivable, even if he was abroad, he would never let him off.
...
The next day, Jiang Chenchen woke up. She studied for a while in the morning, went to the hospital to pay the fees in the afternoon, and received substantial donations from the school and society. Most of the amount came from an anonymous donor.
A teacher brought the donations to the hospital, shaking Jiang Chenchen's hand. "You are her sister, right? Make sure she cherishes her life, live well, and take care of herself. The school and teachers will pay attention to her. For now, she can take a break from her studies, and when she recovers, she must come back for the college entrance exam."
Jiang Chenchen looked at the teacher. She couldn't promise for someone else's life, but she could convey the message.
Perhaps her expression was too numb and lifeless, making the teacher sympathize with her. It must be tough for someone so young to experience such things.
Her cousin, Jiang Jie'er, had no one to rely on now. People avoided her, considering her the daughter of a murderer. This cousin's situation was also pitiful.
After some encouraging words, the teacher left.
Later, she went to the ward. Jiang Jie'er lay on the hospital bed, wrapped in bandages, unable to move easily. She was weak and despondent.
She looked at Jiang Chenchen as she approached, and Jiang Jie'er, who was bearing the entire cost of surgery and hospitalization, knew that now the burden was entirely on her.
But she couldn't say words of thanks. Her heart was filled with endless hatred.
Why did you save me?
Her parents had such an incident, and the violent debt collectors hadn't stopped. People around her scorned her as the daughter of a murderer, spreading various rumors about her parents' relationship.
Her mother had raised the knife to kill her father for her sake.
Her life was already over. What was the point of living now?
"Why did you save me? I won't thank you. I will only hate you!"
Clutching a bundle of hatred, she uttered these words from her throat.
Jiang Chenchen looked at her. "Suit yourself."
She hadn't been harmed, and no one could harm her because she didn't care about others' life or death.
Except for Sheng Mingsi, no one else.
Jiang Jie'er hated Jiang Chenchen's emotionless and lifeless appearance. If she hadn't run away back then, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
"Then get out!"
Tearing off the needle, she shouted in excitement.
Blood oozed from the needle hole in her skin, and the instruments next to the hospital bed rang. Nurses rushed in, pushing Jiang Chenchen aside. "The patient's emotions are agitated. Please leave for now."
Before leaving, Jiang Chenchen glanced at the person on the hospital bed. She wouldn't come again.
As she exited the elevator, the doors opened, and she saw that person—Mr. Li.
Li Zhenhai also seemed stunned when he saw her.
**Chapter 75: Well Developed**
Jiang Chenchen didn't look at him again as if she didn't recognize him.
Her usual expressionless demeanor continued.
Li Zhenhai came out of the elevator, still looking at her. He felt that something was different from the last time he saw her, but he couldn't pinpoint what.
It wasn't until he entered the elevator, the doors closed, that he collected his thoughts.
Although this woman had escaped from his house, feeling a bit played at the time, Jiang Zhong was already dead now, and there was nothing to dwell on.
But... Jiang Zhong's daughter might be an opportunity.
He walked towards the ward.
...
Jiang Chenchen got off the elevator, left the hospital, and was about to take a car back when she saw an old man faint on the platform.
People were passing by, and no one stepped forward to help.
They kept their distance.
She saw it and went over unconsciously.
She never used to care about other people's affairs, but now she did it instinctively.
She didn't know why. It felt like the right thing to do, just like that time on the plane when she saw Sheng Mingsi helping someone.
He had shone brightly back then.
She didn't know how to help, thinking that carrying the person to the hospital for the doctors to handle would be the best option. But as she was about to do that, a young man came over and stopped her.
"Don't move."
Then, he squatted down by the elderly man, called out to him by the ear, checked for responsiveness, and confirmed the pulse in his neck, his expression turning serious.
"Call for emergency medical assistance."
After saying this, he took off his heavy coat and handed it to Jiang Chenchen, starting chest compressions and artificial respiration on the elderly man.
A crowd gathered.
People started talking loudly, but in the midst of this scene, the man was performing emergency aid skillfully, as if he were isolated from the world.
Jiang Chenchen looked at him, witnessing another extraordinary scene beyond her comprehension. Apparently, helping someone could be like this too.
The old man quickly regained consciousness, and the onlookers cheered.
"If it weren't for him, the old man would have been in trouble!"
"That's amazing."
The young man wiped his forehead with his hand, looked at Jiang Chenchen who had helped him with his coat, and said, "Is this your family member?"
Jiang Chenchen shook her head and handed him the coat.
The young man took it and advised, "In the future, if you encounter such a situation, don't move the patient recklessly. If you try to learn some first aid knowledge, you won't do things like this. Doing good shouldn't lead to harm."
He spoke with a slight breathlessness, not forcefully or sternly, just offering well-intentioned advice.
The ambulance arrived quickly, taking the old man on a stretcher. The young man and the nurse exchanged roles.
"Are you a doctor too?"
"I'm a teacher at Qinglin Medical School."
The young man got on the ambulance, and when the door closed, he noticed the girl not far away who had been staring at him.
...
After returning, Jiang Chenchen finished studying late into the night. After washing up, she sat in the living room and looked up information about first aid.
She sat on the sofa, watching her phone, waiting for Sheng Mingsi to come back and bring her some delicious cakes.
When Sheng Mingsi returned, he saw her looking at her phone.
He took off his coat and brought what he had in his hands over, saying, "What are you looking at? Be careful not to strain your eyes."
Jiang Chenchen turned her phone screen towards him. "This."
"You want to learn this?" Sheng Mingsi's gaze slightly narrowed, then he turned to make a cup of coffee.
Jiang Chenchen got up from the sofa and walked over to follow him. "Can I try it? It won't take long."
Sheng Mingsi turned to look at her. "You want to learn all of a sudden? Why?"
"Just because that person mentioned it, so I thought of understanding it. Can I try it after you finish your coffee?"
Sheng Mingsi couldn't finish his coffee in one gulp. He struggled to swallow it down and put the coffee cup down.
He looked at her with a deep gaze and sighed, giving in.
"Okay, here then." He gestured for her to stand up and then lay down on the sofa, extending his legs.
"Press here, like this."
Sheng Mingsi demonstrated with both hands.
He was wearing a black high-necked sweater, revealing a broad and sturdy chest. Jiang Chenchen, not controlling her strength properly, almost caused him to lose his breath.
He grabbed her hand and coughed.
"Not right. The force isn't used like this."
Jiang Chenchen looked at him. "Then let me try on you first. I'll see what kind of force is appropriate."
Sheng Mingsi glanced at her. "..."
Well developed.
His gaze deepened, suppressing the sudden inappropriate thought.
Recovering his usual demeanor as a medical professional, he instructed her from the side, demonstrating the proper technique and explaining how to do it and what to check.
Jiang Chenchen nodded. "I got it. Let me try again."
Sheng Mingsi helped her up from the sofa, and their positions were reversed.
He lay on the sofa this time.
"I'm starting."
Jiang Chenchen performed much better this time, earning Sheng Mingsi's approval. She was happy about it.
When she reached out to help him up, she noticed something unusual about his ears. "Hey, why is it red here?"
She even reached out to touch it, fearing he might have a fever again.
But before her hand touched his ear, Sheng Mingsi caught her hand.
"Don't move."
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