If You Could Hear My Heart - Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: I Don ‘t Love Your Money

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“So perfunctory…” Xu Chaomu propped her forehead, pouting her lips. He didn’t want to go home and kneel on a washboard, so he humored her, unhappy.

“Feeling any better? Just hold on a little longer; the consultation room is just ahead.” Shen Chi looked down at her.

“I don’t feel good.” Xu Chaomu’s big eyes were hazy, and she clutched his collar, refusing to let go.

The wind blew on her body, a bit cold, but Shen Chi held her tightly.

“If you’re uncomfortable, so am I,” Shen Chi sighed.

All he could do was quicken his pace.

“Fourth brother… when will you take me to see the night view of C City, when will you take me on the Ferris wheel, when will you listen to my stories… why do you always say I’m childish, I’m not childish at all…”

“Be good, when I come back from South Africa, I’ll take you, I’ll take you to all those places.”

“I don’t believe you anymore…”

Shen Chi fell silent.

“Fourth brother, don’t be mad, okay? It was you who didn’t trust me first. You said, after living with you for eight years, listening to that recording, you still doubted me, I don’t love your money… I really don’t love your money… I said all that in anger…”

“I know, I know.” Shen Chi quickly responded.

Because he cared too much, he took every little detail so seriously.

Now that he thought about it, he was being just as childish when he got impulsive.

He often called her childish, but he wasn’t much better himself.

“Knowing that and you still got angry at me, you looked like you wanted to eat me alive, someone who didn’t know any better might think we have some deep hatred,” Xu Chaomu complained.

“Xu Chaomu, are you really drunk or just pretending? You seem quite lucid to me.”

Shen Chi held her even tighter, finding her quite adorable at the moment.

“I’m really drunk, otherwise… why would I talk so much to you…” If she weren’t drunk, she definitely wouldn’t bother with him.

The wind blew on her body; her head hurt a little.

Soon, Shen Chi walked into the consultation room.

He gently placed Xu Chaomu on the hospital bed and stayed by her side.

The doctor was accustomed to seeing all kinds of situations, immediately recognizing what was up with Xu Chaomu.

“Please check her out,” Shen Chi explained simply.

“Hang a drip for her; she needs to clear the drugs out of her system,” the doctor said and went to write the prescription.

“Mhm,” Shen Chi acknowledged.

But Xu Chaomu grabbed his hand and wouldn’t let go, “I don’t want the needle,

I don’t want the needle…”

Shen Chi knew she was afraid of pain, and he couldn’t bear to let her get the needle, but there was no other way.

“Stop fussing, be good; you’ll feel better after the IV,” Shen Chi patiently comforted her.

He was never a man who was good at coaxing, especially not women. In others’ eyes, he was cold and uninterested in women, yet all his patience was reserved for her alone.

Sometimes, in the quiet of the night, he would think if his mother hadn’t gone to the orphanage to bring her home that year when he was ten, he would never have met her.

Without meeting her, he would have had a lot less trouble.

She was really troublesome, sometimes even infuriating him to the point of losing all composure.

She wasn’t good at studying, was playful and mischievous, ignorant, often embarrassing him.

Not meeting her would have been more peaceful.

But, the happiness she brought him far outweighed the trouble.

“I don’t want the needle; if anyone, you get the needle,” Xu Chaomu was slightly roused by the scare.

Her mind wasn’t as foggy anymore, but her body still felt uncomfortable, as if countless ants were crawling inside, tingling and prickling.

“Either let the doctor do it or I’ll do it myself; your choice!” Shen Chi said coldly.

At times like this, he was resolute in not indulging her.

“I don’t choose, I don’t choose, you’re just picking on me…” Xu Chaomu cried.

Shen Chi knew that Xu Chaomu was normally quite all right, but she always got upset at the hospital.

The nurse Miss walked over with the prepared IV bag, her face gentle, but the needle in her hand seemed frightening.

“Miss, it won’t hurt, it’s just like a mosquito bite,” the nurse gently consoled Xu Chaomu.

“You always say that when it’s time for injections, but it always hurts,” Xu Chaomu mumbled.

She punched and kicked, aiming at Shen Chi with force.

Shen Chi’s face darkened as he firmly held her down.

“Lie down properly! If you dare to move again, I’ll leave you alone in the hospital tonight!” Shen Chi flared up.

The nurse Miss was startled by Shen Chi’s outburst.

Yet she couldn’t help but steal glances at him; even angry, he looked so attractive.

Xu Chaomu knew that this man meant what he said, so she obediently let her hand drop.

Being left alone in the hospital at night was scary.

“Right, it’ll be over soon,” the nurse Miss said with a smile, “It won’t hurt.”

The nurse cleaned the back of her hand with an alcohol swab, and Xu Chaomu closed her eyes in fright.

Feeling her tremble, Shen Chi was amused.

The nurse inserted the needle into her vein, smiling, “This IV will take a bit slow, around two hours. Call me if you need anything.” “Mhm,” Shen Chi responded.

Soon, only Shen Chi and Xu Chaomu were left in the ward.

“Two hours, I have to get back to school,” Xu Chaomu looked at the IV bag and complained.

“If you didn’t go drinking today, you wouldn’t be in this mess! You brought this on yourself!” Shen Chi scolded her coldly.

“Going drinking wasn’t your business, I don’t see why you’re always shadowing me; I can’t go anywhere without running into you.”

“I’ve had enough of you,” Shen Chi glanced at her disdainfully, ungrateful.

He still had such an important meeting that he hadn’t finished today, and she was always causing him trouble.

As the IV slowly dripped into her body, Xu Chaomu finally began to feel better, the discomfort inside slowly fading away, and the flush on her face gradually receding.

But her head was still a bit dizzy.

“I want to sleep now,” Xu Chaomu turned over, showing her back to Shen Chi.

Shen Chi didn’t speak, which was his tacit consent.

Soon, Xu Chaomu was still, sleeping like a little pig.

Shen Chi felt somewhat confused as he thought about that kiss,

The long and rich kiss.

Gradually, he walked to the other side of the bed.

He gently touched her hair with his hand, bending down, inhaling the fragrance from her hair.

“Promise me, to always keep well,” Shen Chi curved his lips, the bend deepening.

In his eyes lay a deep reluctance; he thought to himself how much he cared for her.

His fingers twined through her hair, softly stroking as he watched her sleep peacefully, and he instantly felt at ease.

As he watched Xu Chaomu’s face, standing by her side, his phone suddenly vibrated.