A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 83 Dreaming

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Dreaming

Shen Yanhe knew better than anyone how difficult it was to find a bone marrow match for Shen Huai.

Now, upon suddenly hearing Fu Yanhe say that a match had been found, she still had a bit of disbelief.

Seeing the excitement and unease on the soft, pale face before him, Fu Yanhe’s heart softened. He raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Could I even deceive you?"

Shen Yanhe couldn’t help but let out a soft cheer, abruptly standing up and tightly hugging Fu Yanhe.

The sudden embrace of a warm, fragrant, and soft body caused Fu Yanhe to stiffen slightly, a flutter of emotion crossing his heart. Shen Yanhe wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her voice trembling with excitement, "Thank you, Fu Yanhe, I really thank you."

As long as the bone marrow transplant was successful, Shen Huai’s life could be extended, and she would have more time to research a cure for the terminal illness consuming Shen Huai!

Shen Huai would also have the chance to step out of the specially made glass room and live like a regular person.

Shen Huai was also very excited.

No one longed for a normal life more than he did.

His eyes shining, he looked at Fu Yanhe with utmost seriousness and gratitude, "Thank you, brother-in-law. Brother-in-law, I will take good care of you in the future, I will provide for your old age."

Fu Yanhe, who had just steadied Shen Yanhe, "..."

That will be unnecessary.

Shen Yanhe had just steadied herself when she heard Shen Huai’s words. She couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter, tears still in her eyes, "Your brother-in-law won’t be needing you for his old age."

The two siblings suppressed the excitement in their hearts.

Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe stayed a while longer in the ward, and after seeing the fatigue on Shen Huai’s face, they said their goodbyes and left.

Shen Yanhe, energized by the good news, started taking off her protective gown as soon as they exited the ward, laughing with Fu Yanhe, "I’m going to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine, to change yours to a new prescription, and also to prepare a scar removal treatment to get rid of the scars on your face."

Fu Yanhe’s pale, slender fingers pulled down his face mask, and upon hearing her, he nodded slightly, "Mhm, I also need to pick up some test results. If you buy too much, you can have Wu Fang go with you."

The utility man Wu Fang silently stepped out.

Shen Yanhe handed the protective suit to a nurse and thanked her before turning her head to Wu Fang with a catlike smile, "No need, I can go by myself."

She declined, and Fu Yanhe didn’t insist. After instructing her to return to the manor early, he first escorted Shen Yanhe out of the hospital.

However, the scene of them chatting happily outside Shen Huai’s ward door was caught by Shen Yingying, who was hiding around the corner not far away.

These past few days, Shen Yingying had been lingering outside Shen Huai’s ward, looking for a chance to harm him. However, Fu Yanhe’s people tightened security around Shen Huai’s ward, so that day and night, there were always people guarding the door.

Even doctors had to identify themselves before entering, and they would even be followed by a bodyguard. She had no way to bribe the doctors to harm Shen Huai, nor could she find an opportunity to act against him herself.

And these days, Chen Haowu was closing in tighter and tighter, almost driving Shen Yingying mad.

She came today to see if the bodyguards would be less vigilant when Shen Yanhe visited Shen Huai, hoping to create an opportunity for her to make a move.

Unexpectedly, she happened upon Fu Yanhe visiting Shen Huai, and the atmosphere between him and Shen Yanhe was so harmonious!

Watching Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe walk away together, their silhouettes matching perfectly.

Shen Yingying could not help but clench her fists, with malice and jealousy flickering in her eyes, blaming all her faults on Shen Yanhe.

It’s all Shen Yanhe’s fault!

If only she had been resolute in refusing the marriage replacement, she would be the one enjoying the privileges of being the young mistress of the Fu Family now! The Shen Family wouldn’t have been driven into such a wretched state!

Shen Yingying’s beautiful face contorted into a hideous grimace as she hatefully glanced at Shen Huai’s hospital room. Seeing the two bodyguards standing guard at the door, she could only leave in frustration.

Since she couldn’t lay a hand on Shen Huai for the time being, she could make things difficult for Shen Yanhe in another way!

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After Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe went their separate ways, Fu Yanhe arrived at the director’s office, waiting for the results of his medical report.

Before two minutes had passed, a carefree voice was the first to make its way in from outside, "Tsk, tsk, Yanhe, did you manage to get Dr. YM to treat you?"

Dressed in a white coat and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, Ji Haosheng, who looked somewhat like a scholarly thug, pushed open the door holding a stack of reports and entered with a look of surprise on his face, "The concentration of Getrich in your body has decreased significantly, the organs that were showing signs of failure are gradually improving, and your cell activity has markedly increased."

Fu Yanhe looked expressionlessly at the scholarly thug in front of him, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, our hospital is having an exchange with Haicheng People’s Hospital. We switch places to experience the other’s hospital for half a month. I thought, since your brother-in-law is also staying in this hospital, I’d come by," Ji Haosheng touched his nose and shrugged, "I didn’t expect that on my very first day, I’d come across your check-up, so I followed along to take a look."

Ji Haosheng walked up to Fu Yanhe, handed him the report in his hand, and said with shining eyes, "But seriously, the toxins in your body have been cleared to just a small fraction of what they were."

"Your body can expel the remaining toxins on its own."

"Who helped you detox? Dr. YM?"

As far as he knew, there was no antidote for the Getrich toxin internationally, and the only person capable of developing the antidote was none other than Dr. YM himself.

But that guy was elusive as a ghost, harder to find than climbing to heaven.

"It wasn’t her," Fu Yanhe said, eyes cast down as he flipped through the medical report, his terse reply filled with gravity.

When he saw the words "unknown toxin reduced" and "organ failure symptoms improved" on the report, Fu Yanhe seemed a bit entranced, Shen Yanhe’s teasing and cheerful visage flashing through his mind.

Tsk.

It seemed his deal hadn’t been a bad one after all.

That woman truly kept her promise and pulled him back from death’s doorstep.

"Not Dr. YM?" Ji Haosheng blanked for a moment, then eagerly pursued, "Then who else has the skill to help you detox? Their medical expertise must be even greater than Dr. YM’s."

Even the Getrich toxin, which had stumped him and many other doctors, had been neutralized.

Fu Yanhe listened expressionlessly to Ji Haosheng’s rambling, feeling no desire to interact.

After Ji Haosheng had talked for a long while, he couldn’t help but step forward, squatting directly in front of Fu Yanhe, and looked at him with a grin, "Considering our many years of friendship, could you introduce me?"

"With such superior medical skills, if I could get her to join my hospital, it would be like adding another Buddha to preside over my hospital."

Finally, Fu Yanhe lifted his eyes to look at him, his lips faintly curving up, and with a cold snort, he spoke two words in response to Ji Haosheng’s hopeful gaze.

"Dream on."

Ji Haosheng: "..." Damn it.