At the bedside, Ah Yun lay there unable to resist the drowsiness, snoring deep in sleep, yet in her dreams, her brows remained tightly knit.
Everything before the coma flashed into her mind, her gaze turned slightly inward as she put on her clothes and walked to the window.
The moonlight tonight is truly beautiful, its clear glow spread over the earth, covering everything in the world with a layer of dreamy silver light.
She raised her hand to her heart, her brows and eyes slightly lowered, neither joyful nor sad.
"Miss..." Ah Yun shouted suddenly, waking up startled.
Seeing that the bed was empty, she jumped up, ready to rush out in panic, but saw a slender figure standing by the window, surprised exclaid: "Miss?"
She walked quickly over, but from behind, saw that person’s clear silhouette, side face indifferent and cold, as if the whole person was detached from the worldly concerns, giving an extrely unreal illusion.
Ah Yun hastily grabbed her sleeve, only to feel that the hand was terrifyingly cold, a wave of shock washed over her, "Miss... you’ve finally woken up, you really scared to death."
The young girl remained silent, like a sculpture, on that beautiful and otherworldly face, no trace of emotion could be found, exquisite and perfect like a statue, yet lacking any human emotions, chillingly cold.
"Miss..." Ah Yun instinctively felt a tightening in her heart.
"How long have I slept?" The voice was also indifferent and cold as to be devoid of warmth.
"A day and a night, during which Doctor Hua ca, bandaged your wounds and left, he said that your real ailnt is of the heart, and to truly heal, you must let yourself go..." Ah Yun’s voice grew smaller as she spoke.
She increasingly found the Miss terrifying, she actually self-hard, using a knife to cut her own wrist... heavens, is this not sothing only a ntally ill person would do? But the Miss clearly seed so normal, how could she...
The more it was so, the more distressed Ah Yun felt.
"Let myself go?" The young girl curled her lips gently, her features cool and thin, deep within her dark pupils, a gleam of icy ridicule flashed by like a teor.
"Miss, is your body feeling uncomfortable anywhere? The night is cold, you’d better go lie down on the bed," Ah Yun said worriedly.
Yunya waved her hand lightly, Ah Yun always felt that sothing seed different about the Miss, though she was still the sa Miss, the whole person had beco more indifferent, more incomprehensible, as if shrouded in a mist, making her more fearful.
"You can go now, I want to be alone for a while."
"Alright, I’ll be at the door, call if you need anything."
Without waiting for a response, Ah Yun walked out alone.
Yunya walked to the bed, lay down, closed her eyes, feeling the darkness of the night, feeling the heartbeat...
Ji Yunya, you must live...
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The consequence of being reckless is the ensuing severe cold, a high fever of thirty-nine degrees, her whole being muddied by the heat, yet she refused to let Ah Yun take her to the hospital.
Doctor Hua ca, brewed her herbal dicine, Ah Yun fed her spoonful by spoonful, Doctor Hua was both distressed and angry.
This silly child, really... making people worry to death, such a big person, how could she have gotten herself into this state?
After drinking the dicine, applying physical cooling, she slept through it, yet still muttered nonsense in her sleep.
"San Qi, go brew this dicine." Doctor Hua prescribed a formula and handed it to San Qi, who obediently went to brew the dicine, Ya Chun was always by Yunya’s bedside, upon hearing, voluntarily said: "Brother San Qi, I’ll take you."
The two little ones left together.
Because of Yunya falling ill, ng Shujing often ca to visit, Park Yunhee, hearing about Yunya’s illness, insisted on coming to visit despite all, Yan Xing brought him to the Yan Family helplessly.
Doctor Hua, however, did not let anyone in, Yunya now needed peace and quiet for good rest.
Park Yunhee stood at the door, unable to get in, thinking of Yunya suffering from the pain of illness at this mont, he was imnsely angry at himself.
"Don’t worry, Sister Yun Ya is under Doctor Hua’s care, she’ll be fine for sure," Yan Xing reassured.
"What do you know?" Park Yunhee left in a huff, Yan Xing shrugged, it’s not like I made Sister Yun Ya sick, why is he mad at ?
After several days, Yunya’s health gradually improved, but her constitution was still extrely weak, even a cold breeze could make her cough for a while, she was simply more fragile than a clay doll.
"This child, why so many health issues?" Doctor Hua sighed helplessly.
"This congenital heart defect... not that I’m saying, for your safety, you’d better avoid having children in the future." Doctor Hua was also very helpless, this child’s life is full of misfortunes, heaven have rcy...
Traditional Chinese dicine does not have a very good approach for treating congenital heart disease, it’s undeniable that Western dicine is more systematic and theoretical in this regard.
Upon hearing this, Yunya’s expression did not change in the slightest, softly replied "Mm," as her answer.
Doctor Hua lifted his gaze at her, saw that her complexion had a kind of pale sickness beauty, making her look even more pristine and delicate, not joyful or sad, indifferent and cold as if a snow lotus blossoming on the top of the snowy mountain, standing alone apart from the world.
Sighing in his heart, "Rest assured, when I return I’ll scour through ancient texts to cure your illness."
Yunya said lightly: "Thank you for your efforts, Master."
"Why say such things to , alright, you rest well, I’m going back now, if anything happens just have San Qi co fetch , let him stay here with you for the ti being,"
Doctor Hua said as he turned and walked away swaying.
"Yunya, are you feeling better today?" ng Shujing ca in, asking worriedly.
Yunya smiled lightly: "Much better, thank you for your concern."
"Look, you’ve lost so much weight, when Yueyue returns, she won’t know how to stop worrying, I’ve cooked tonic soup, drink more to nourish your body." Saying so, she took the soup bowl handed over by Qiaoyin, still steaming hot.
Yunya took the spoon, "I can manage myself."
ng Shujing looked at the young girl in front of her, her eyes deeply captivated, although she already knew Yunya was beautiful, she was more astounded now than ever, perhaps because of the illness, she had lost a lot of weight, her small face the size of a palm, features more prominent, skin white to the detail, as flawless as fine white jade, with that hint of weakness between the brows, eliciting pity, but more captivating was the mysterious and noble aura enveloping her, even whilst ill, her every move still carried an air of dignified elegance.
No one before could perfectly interpret this elusive word ’air’, but the girl in front had achieved so.
Even though she was a woman herself, at this mont she couldn’t help but want to beco the spoon in her hand...
"Aunt, I can’t drink anymore," Yunya said after a couple sips, feeling queasy from the richness.
"Then don’t drink it," ng Shujing handed the soup bowl back to Qiaoyin, "Get a good rest, I’ll co see you when I have ti."
Yunya smiled and nodded: "Then, what about Big Sister’s surgery..."
"Oh dear, I forgot such an important matter, I’ve already discussed with Dr. Park, our dostic facilities are lacking, so I plan to take Jinjin to Country H, and have Dr. Park perform the surgery himself."
Yunya smiled: "That’s good, when do you plan to leave?"
"Originally planned for tomorrow, but now that you’re ill, I feel uneasy..."
"It’s nothing, just a common cold, you take Big Sister to Country H, I’ve got Xingxing and Ya Chun at ho, don’t worry about things here."
ng Shujing sighed, holding Yunya’s icy hand: "Yunya, you’re such a trouble to us."
After ng Shujing left, the room fell into silence, Yunya suddenly covered her mouth coughing several tis, almost coughing her lungs out, tears welled up and ultimately fell weakly back onto the bed.
Another long night...
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