Did That Doctor Successfully Remarry Today?
Chapter 244 - 240: Jiang An, I Miss You So Much

Chapter 244: Chapter 240: Jiang An, I Miss You So Much

Chapter 240 Jiang An, I Miss You So Much

Upon realizing that the woman was upset because of what just happened, Gao Chuan followed at a leisurely pace, reaching out from behind to grasp Jiang An’s arm.

"Jiang An." He called her name.

Jiang An was forced to stop, turning around to see the man already standing behind her, his low husky voice soon fell: "Don’t be angry anymore, just consider it a gift from me."

In the busy shopping mall, Secretary Chen, who saw the two halt ahead, automatically stood in place to wait for them.

"I just want to cheer you up." Gao Chuan, still holding on to one of her arms, was looking down at her with an anxious expression, the usual coolness in his eyes had faded away, and he looked like a child in a hurry to admit his mistake, his brow furrowed.

His humble demeanor was like that of a docile lamb.

Jiang An saw that Gao Chuan was willingly lowering his head in front of her, and ripples spread through her heart, softening her attitude as she softly commanded: "Don’t do that again next time."

The man beside her noticed she finally opened up and forgave him, his obsidian-like eyes gleaming with a faint smile, and he gently responded, "Okay."

Jiang An, upon hearing this, looked up at the man in front of her, only to suddenly realize his face was deathly pale, his voice had been rough, and he looked extremely weak.

"What’s the matter with you? Are you sick?" She had been solely focused on shopping and hadn’t noticed that the man had been pale since they entered, and blurted out her question.

Standing aside, Gao Chuan, upon hearing Jiang An’s concern, had a smile that was not quite a smile in his eyes, and he countered, "I’m fine, let’s continue shopping."

Jiang An looked at him doubtfully, worriedly saying, "You’re not running a fever, are you?"

Without thinking, she reflexively raised her arm to touch Gao Chuan’s forehead, an instinct cultivated by a long tenure as a doctor.

Gao Chuan perceived her sudden movement and cooperatively bent down slightly, leaning into the woman’s hand, the cold sensation on his forehead was like a refreshing breeze.

Up close, he looked at the woman in front of him, whose face showed concern, and half-jokingly said, "That feels nice."

Jiang An was no longer concerned about the somewhat intimate posture between them at the moment. As her palm touched his forehead, it felt like touching a scorching fireball, clearly indicating he had a fever, and possibly a high one at that.

"Can’t you even feel how serious your fever is?" Jiang An slowly took her hand away, her face stern, as if chiding him.

Her feigned reproachful tone reached Gao Chuan’s ears, his eyes drooped, betraying a hint of confusion.

He just wanted to seize the opportunity to stay with her longer.

Jiang An couldn’t withstand such an innocent look; he seemed like a wronged little girl, tugging at her heartstrings.

Secretary Chen, standing aside and witnessing the whole scene, couldn’t help but step forward to say a few words in defense of Gao Chuan: "Ms. Jiang, President Gao was feeling unwell early in the morning and was going to rest after signing the contract. He rushed over immediately after hearing you were shopping here, probably catching a fever from the wind."

The tone held a sense of injustice on behalf of Gao Chuan, and Secretary Chen glanced over at Gao Chuan, who could not utter a single word of rebuttal in Jiang An’s presence, and couldn’t help but inwardly criticize him.

If we’re really talking about why he’s sick, isn’t it because he sat in the rain under someone’s building until midnight last night?

Now here in front of the lady, he can’t say it out, causing anxiety for those watching; all he could do was push the wave and add to the billows.

Hearing Secretary Chen’s words, Jiang An’s gaze returned to Gao Chuan, scrutinizing the pale man, and she slightly sighed, feigning reproach: "If you’re sick, don’t run about, you don’t take good care of yourself."

The tone was soft and tentative, seeming like a complaint but actually unable to hide the concern.

"Alright, I’ve browsed enough, you should hurry back to the hotel and rest." The woman instructed.

"And what about you?" Gao Chuan, upon learning they would part ways, looked slightly anxious and blurted out.

Jiang An naturally planned to go home and suddenly remembered Fang Mo, whom she had left in the resting area downstairs, replied: "I’m going to find my brother and head home."

"Secretary Chen, remember to get him some medicine. He’ll feel better after sweating it out under the covers." Jiang An turned her head to instruct Secretary Chen, and as soon as she finished speaking, she turned to go downstairs. But in the moment she turned, the man behind her tugged on her arm.

She turned around, full of confusion, and saw the man pulling on her, looking weak and listless after falling ill, speaking in a low voice: "Stay with me."

"Huh?"

"Stay with me and return to the hotel." The man quietly switched to holding her hand, the icy touch landing in the palm of Jiang An’s hand caused her whole body to shiver violently.

Seeing that Gao Chuan was about to resort to his troublesome and obstinate tactics, Jiang An didn’t want to argue with a delirious patient and directly rejected: "Secretary Chen will take care of you, you should go back with him."

Upon hearing this, Gao Chuan’s face darkened, he turned his head to glare at Secretary Chen, who had been only watching the scene, scaring him so much that he quickly understood Gao Chuan’s intent. Embracing his apology, he explained to Jiang An: "Sorry, Ms. Jiang, I have work later. Please trouble yourself to take President Gao back."

After speaking, he pulled out the car keys from his pocket and stuffed them forcefully into Jiang An’s hand, picked up his belongings, and attempted to flee: "I’m late for a meeting, I must hurry, goodbye Ms. Jiang."

"Eh?" Jiang An called out in surprise watching the man’s hastened retreat.

However, he had already dashed away without a trace.

Jiang An turned back to look at the man left by her side, who was helplessly staring at her. She sighed softly and pulled out her phone to tell Fang Mo to go home first.

Gao Chuan showed a slight smile upon seeing this, his secretly triumphant expression inadvertently caught by Jiang An. Her almond-shaped eyes drooped, suddenly feeling like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den.

Turning back, she realized that from the mall to the exit, Gao Chuan had been holding her hand the entire way, not even letting go when getting off the elevator.

Heh, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Jiang An drove Gao Chuan back to the hotel, first helping the man to his bed, then went downstairs to a nearby pharmacy to buy a thermometer and fever reducer.

When she returned, she found the man already asleep on the bed. She took the thermometer and measured at his forehead.

Thirty-nine point two degrees.

He is definitely going to get delirious with such a fever.

Jiang An pressed out two fever reducer tablets, poured a cup of water, placed it aside, walked over to the bedside, and leaned over slightly, whispering "Dr. Gao" a couple of times, trying to wake Gao Chuan up.

The man on the bed took a while before slowly opening his eyes, his vision blurred by the sight of Jiang An softly urging him to get up and take his medicine. In a fuzzy state of mind, he directly raised his hand to pull her into his embrace, holding her tightly.

Jiang An was caught off guard, pressed against the man’s chest, feeling Gao Chuan’s burning heat. Just as she was about to struggle to get up, she heard the man’s hoarse voice above her head.

He said, Jiang An, I miss you so much.

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