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Chapter 1037 - 1034: Thinking I’m Using a Ploy of Self-Injury

Chapter 1037: Chapter 1034: Thinking I’m Using a Ploy of Self-Injury

"It’s good that you’re okay!" Seeing Yan Bo trying to get up from the bed, Tong Xiaohua hurriedly pressed on his shoulder, "Don’t move around just yet, lie down quietly and let the doctor come over to check on you before doing anything else."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed the call button.

Yan Bo dared not move anymore and obediently lay in the bed, but he was clutching her hand tightly and refused to let go.

"I’ll go get you a glass of water..." Tong Xiaohua said helplessly, glancing at her hand that he was holding tightly.

"I’m not thirsty!" Yan Bo could finally see her clearly now and stared at her without blinking, "You seem to have lost weight, haven’t you?"

The two hadn’t seen each other for several days, and logically, there shouldn’t be much change in either of them.

Tong Xiaohua smiled and shook her head, touching her own face with her other hand, "You’re imagining things. I’ve been on a diet for a few months, and haven’t lost a single pound, so how could I possibly lose weight in just a few days?"

Whether she had lost weight or not, Yan Bo was actually very clear about it, he knew she was just trying to comfort him, so he did not dwell on this issue.

"Was it Di Xu who called you and said I was injured?"

Before Yan Bo lost consciousness, he had told Di Xu not to mention the incident to Tong Xiaohua.

"I called you, and you didn’t answer, so I panicked."

At this point, Tong Xiaohua’s eyes couldn’t help but redden again.

The issue of Yan Bo not answering the phone had already cast a particularly large shadow in her heart.

"It was just a minor thing, it’s just that the situation was a bit chaotic at the time, and it took some time to get to the hospital, so that’s why I fainted, it really wasn’t a big deal."

Yan Bo’s fingertips gently massaged her hand, trying to soothe her sad emotions.

Tong Xiaohua silently nodded at him, and with a reversed hand tightly gripped his, lifted it up to her lips for a kiss, and then pressed it firmly against her face.

"Yan Bo, promise me, no matter what happens, you can’t leave me alone, understand?"

They say that you only learn to appreciate something once you’ve lost it. Tong Xiaohua, having gone through two pseudo-losses in a short period of time, experienced agony that also made her wish for death.

If possible, she really did not want there to be a third time.

Yan Bo’s heart clenched into a ball, feeling extremely guilty, and just as he was about to say something to appease her, the door was pushed open, and the doctor and Di Xu walked in.

Tong Xiaohua let go of Yan Bo’s hand and voluntarily stepped aside, listening silently as the doctor asked Yan Bo some questions and then conducted a few simple examinations.

"It seems there should be no major issues now, as long as you don’t feel dizzy. Stay one more day for observation, and you should be able to be discharged tomorrow."

This outcome made all three people in the room breathe a sigh of relief.

"Doctor, can he eat normally now?" Tong Xiaohua was worried about Yan Bo being hungry.

"If you have an appetite, you can eat a normal breakfast, just avoid anything that’s irritating," the doctor said and then left.

"Boss, Junior Sister, what do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it," Di Xu volunteered eagerly to take care of buying breakfast, to avoid being the third wheel.

No sooner had Di Xu left than Tong Xiaohua’s mobile phone rang.

She picked up the phone to check the caller ID and instinctively glanced at Yan Bo, then picked up the phone and stepped outside.

When she returned, Yan Bo stared at her and asked, "A call from Uncle Tong?"

Tong Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, uncertain whether to tell the truth or a lie.

"Xiao Hua..." Yan Bo pulled her hand, asking her to sit at the edge of the bed, "Let me handle this matter by myself, there’s no need to bother Uncle Tong."

Tong Xiaohua hesitated for a moment but ultimately reported to Yan Bo some of the things that Uncle Tong had investigated.

Yan Bo fell silent after hearing it.

After a long while, he said, "Let me handle this matter. Give me the phone, and I’ll talk to Uncle Tong."

With no other option, Tong Xiaohua handed over the mobile phone to him.

Yan Bo took the phone and found the missed call to dial back.

"Uncle Tong, it’s me!"

"Eh, I’m fine, I can probably be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Yes, Xiao Hua has already told me everything, but I want to handle this myself."

"Eh, I know, if I need your help, I’ll speak up."

The two men were forthright, and with a few simple sentences, they had reached an agreement.

Tong Xiaohua took the phone back from Yan Bo, looking at him with a complex expression.

"Then, are you going to tell your uncle, aunt, and Elder Brother Yan about your injury?"

Up to now, Tong Xiaohua still did not agree with Yan Bo dealing with his relationship with his parents in such an extreme way.

Therefore, she gently reminded him that now might be a good opportunity to back down.

But Yan Bo was stubbornly resistant and shook his head, "Don’t, telling them now would only make them think I’m resorting to a ’self-torture’ trick."

Tong Xiaohua was speechless and couldn’t find the right words to persuade him further at the moment.

Moreover, she was actually very aware that although Yan Bo seemed gentle on the surface, his temperament was actually very persistent.

This kind of persistence most likely came mostly from his family.

So, with a family full of such stubborn and adamant people, expecting someone to back down first was harder than ascending to the heavens.

"How about I tell Tao Jia?"

After pondering, Tong Xiaohua could only think of this compromise.

However, even this was vetoed by Yan Bo.

"Don’t, that girl Jiajia is too impulsive. Once you tell her, who knows what kind of scene she’ll make."

With this not working, and that not working, Tong Xiaohua had no choice but to let it go.

What Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohua didn’t expect was that, before they even finished breakfast, an unexpected visitor arrived.

Because Tong Xiaohua persisted, Yan Bo was in the midst of eating the porridge she fed him when the door was suddenly thrust open, letting in a burst of cold air.

"Bo, are you alright?" The chill wasn’t the only thing that entered; a deep masculine voice did as well.

Before Tong Xiaohua could turn her head, the man was already striding toward the bedside.

Who could this person be, if not Yan Bo’s elder brother, Yan Yuan?

Yan Bo looked at the man by the bed in surprise, "Brother!"

Tong Xiaohua, knowing her place, quickly moved aside to give up the position closest to Yan Bo.

Yan Yuan, his face filled with concern, bent down and gave Yan Bo a thorough once-over.

"Besides your head, are there any other injuries?"

"No!" Yan Bo shook his head, "Brother, what brings you here?"

It would have been better if Yan Bo had not asked; upon his inquiry, Yan Yuan stood up abruptly, fury written all over his face as he glared at him.

"If I didn’t come, were you planning not to tell us at all?"

Yan Yuan’s voice wasn’t loud, but his tone was extremely sharp.

Tong Xiaohua, standing to the side, felt a chill down her spine. She didn’t dare to make a sound and quickly shot Yan Bo a look, swiftly making her exit.

However, Yan Bo was never afraid of his elder brother since he was little—of course, he wasn’t afraid of his parents either.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to go into business following his own ideas.

"Brother, it’s just a minor injury, why would I need to tell the family?"

He was quite tactful in the way he spoke—the reason he didn’t tell the family was because it was a minor injury, not because he was in conflict with them and choosing to hide it.

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