If You Could Hear My Heart - Chapter 295
Chapter 295: Chapter 295: The Little Girl at the Heart’s Apex
Translator: 549690339
He was serious, if she really ended up in trouble and never returned, he would only be left with the option of pointing a gun at his own head.
“It hurts… it hurts so much…” Xu Chaomu clutched at her chest, her facial features almost squishing together, her small face contorted in pain.
Shen Chi could not take away any of this pain for her, why did she have to take a bullet for him, it hurt worse than if he had been shot countless times himself.
Finally, he ran to the suite and kicked open the door.
He quickly dialed for emergency help, not knowing if, amidst the chaos on the cruise ship, any doctors were still around.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before a doctor carrying a medicine box arrived!
“Doctor, save her, help her remove the bullet,” Shen Chi clenched his fists, his complexion grave and calm.
After examining Xu Chaomu’s injuries, the doctor found them to be severe; the bullet had passed through the left side of her back and lodged itself in the flesh.
He helped Xu Chaomu up and sighed deeply, “The injury is not light, ah. A girl’s body, that must hurt a lot.”
Shen Chi’s heart ached even more; he had not protected her well, he deserved to die a thousand deaths.
Now, even if it meant trading his own life for hers, he would spare no effort.
“Sir, could you help steady her a bit while I administer anesthesia and perform the surgery to remove the bullet?”
“Doctor, is it doable here?”
Outside, everything was turned upside down, and medical care was clearly lagging. He feared something might go wrong in the middle of the operation…
“We have to make it work, do you want to watch her die before your eyes? I heard the rescue ship won’t arrive for another half an hour.”
“Alright, administer the anesthesia,” he replied.
“Mm.”
The doctor quickly took out his tools and Shen Chi watched the gleaming scalpels, his whole heart trembling.
Chaomu… his Chaomu must be in so much pain.
If they both could safely return, he would definitely spend his lifetime loving her properly.
The room was unusually quiet, only the sound of gunfire and the waves could be heard outside.
The lighting was dim; the doctor donned his mask, prepared the anesthesia for Xu Chaomu, and picked up the scalpel once everything was ready.
The blood on her back was already coagulating with her skin, and it flowed nonstop with the slightest movement.
Even though Shen Chi was a cold and heartless person, his eyes heated up and tears almost spilled out.
For anyone else, he could remain unmoved, but this was Xu Chaomu, the girl he treasured above all else.
“Mumu…” His voice was deep as he called out her nickname.
The doctor was fully focused on performing surgery on Xu Chaomu, while she had already closed her eyes.
She lay in Shen Chi’s arms, initially her body was cold, but halfway through the surgery, she began to develop a high fever.
Shen Chi took a wet towel to wipe the rainwater and blood off her face; he wiped silently, his heart bleeding inwardly.
Time kept ticking by, and Shen Chi was almost driven mad when Xu Chaomu’s fever spiked.
The doctor was exerting his full effort, using a scalpel and tweezers to extract the bullet from Xu Chaomu’s back.
Thankfully, the bullet was finally removed, and the doctor let out a long sigh of relief.
“It’s okay now, though the wound is quite deep, at least the bullet is out,” the doctor said.
“Is there still a risk to her life?”
“No more, I’ll take care of her wound and she’ll be fine. However, there will be a scar,” he explained.
Shen Chi nodded slightly and said calmly, “It’s good that it’s not on her face.”
In fact, even if it were on her face, he would never mind.
In his life, he had chosen Xu Chaomu.
The doctor continued to treat Xu Chaomu’s wound, applying medicine, and wrapping it with gauze.
After about half an hour, the wound was finally taken care of.
Only then did the doctor notice that Shen Chi’s arm was still bleeding; he hurriedly said, “Sir, your arm is still bleeding, let me take care of it, otherwise if it gets infected, it won’t be good.”
“Don’t worry about me for now, she has a fever,” Shen Chi touched Xu Chaomu’s forehead.
The doctor also felt Xu Chaomu’s forehead, which was burning up.
“I’ll give her an injection to see if it will reduce the fever.”
“Mm.”
The doctor hurriedly took out a vial from the medicine box and gave Xu Chaomu an injection.
Just then, the rescue ship finally arrived!
The doctor quickly contacted the medical team on the ship to bring emergency medicine over quickly.
As the medical staff and officers boarded, Shen Chi and Zhou Peitian’s people had already withdrawn. The sound of gunfire on the ship finally ceased, leaving only the whooshing of the rain and roaring waves.
Everything was peaceful once more.
Xiaopu rushed in, “Boss Shen, I’m sorry… I couldn’t retrieve the contract.”
“Keep it down; now, go outside,” Shen Chi frowned.
He was afraid of disturbing Xu Chaomu.
“Alright,” Xiaopu quietly backed out.
Soon, several doctors from the rescue team rushed over.
The doctor in the lead wore a white lab coat, and even though he had a mask on, his youthful and good looks could not be hidden.
Upon seeing Xu Chaomu, his eyebrows lightly knitted together, and he quickly opened his medical box.
Shen Chi recognized him at a glance: “Wen Zhiyuan?”
Without looking up, Wen Zhiyuan meticulously adjusted the medication, his dark gaze fixed on the syringe.
He simply replied with a “Yes, it’s me,” his voice clear, cool, and deep.
“Why aren’t you with my elder sister?” Shen Chi asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Wen Zhiyuan was Shen Di’s private family doctor, who had always been in charge of Shen Di’s care abroad due to her poor health.
Shen Chi was surprised that he had returned to the country.
“My sister’s temper is too fierce; I couldn’t serve her,” said Wen Zhiyuan indifferently, though his face showed no emotion.
He continued to prepare the medication, opening one bottle after another.
“How is that possible,” Shen Chi said in disbelief.
Shen Di had always been a lady, educated very well from a young age, always quiet and gentle, both in public and in private. Shen Chi had never seen her lose her temper.
Shen Di’s character was more like their mother, Zhou Ran—serene like a quiet orchid. But when she was stubborn, no one could persuade her.
Still, it wasn’t a matter of having a fierce temper.
“I’ve taken care of her for five whole years. It’s about time someone else took over. Perhaps, I wasn’t good enough,” Wen Zhiyuan said.
Since his graduation, Wen Zhiyuan had worked as Shen Di’s family doctor, caring for her for five years.
Five years on, he was now twenty-nine years old.
“So, you’ve returned to the country?”
“Yes, I still need to make a living,” responded Wen Zhiyuan without any expression, just doing what a doctor should do.
“What about my big sister?”
Lately, Shen Chi had been busy with this project and had not called Shen Di for a while, nor had he had the chance to visit her abroad.
“She has already hired a new family doctor, so you don’t need to worry,” said Wen Zhiyuan in a light tone.
After adjusting the medication, he injected Xu Chaomu.
Then he took a thermometer to measure her temperature, his actions natural.
“This young lady’s injury is not light,” Wen Zhiyuan said in a grave voice.
