Did That Doctor Successfully Remarry Today?
Chapter 51 - 50 She Never Bothered Him

Chapter 51: Chapter 50 She Never Bothered Him

Hospital.

The doctor who had just dressed Jiang An’s wounds tidied up the tray and, after giving some precautions, left the room. Xia Zi, who had been waiting outside, intercepted the doctor with a tense face and inquired about the situation. Only when she learned it was a minor flesh wound did she relax, then she stomped over to the girl’s side. Looking at her hand, now wrapped in bandages, her face turned beet red as she scolded: "Jiang An, you foolhardy girl, do you have any idea how dangerous it was just now? What if you had been stabbed when you rushed in?"

After the medication, the pain in Jiang An’s palm had diminished a lot. She stretched out her other hand to take Xia Zi’s hand from her head and spoke softly, "I wasn’t stabbed at least!"

Hearing Jiang An’s nonchalant rebuttal, Xia Zi almost ran out of breath. She knew Jiang An’s personality from their college years, but still thought she was crazy when she saw her charging into the crowd without a second thought, "Don’t do such foolish things again, got it? Don’t forget that these hands will be used for holding surgical scalpels in the future, do you hear me?" Xia Zi, pointing at Jiang An’s forehead, continued her lecture.

Jiang An, realizing she was at fault, nodded her head and looked down at her injured hand. A trace of worry crossed her face; the wound was minor but she wondered if it would fully heal in time for her clinical practice.

"I’ve never seen anyone as pigheaded as you. If the other person had a gun, I suppose you would still rush up to grab it?" Xia Zi scolded with a sense of indignant justice while they were chatting. Then a couple of people in black uniforms came in, saying they were from the production crew to check on Jiang An’s condition and to cover her medical expenses.

Jiang An suddenly remembered that the stalker fan incident was targeted at Ji Wanwan, and felt a shiver of fear. Although stars shine brightly in public, they faced such hidden dangers.

The school also quickly sealed off the scene because of the incident, and soon the news of Ji Wanwan being harassed by stalker fans hit the trending search. In consideration of protecting the students’ personal information, reports did not mention Jiang An’s name. Most comments below the news entry were netizens denouncing stalker fans. By evening, Ji Wanwan had already arrived at another shooting location for tomorrow’s schedule. Just as she checked into the hotel and was about to rest, she received a call from Gao Yu.

The moment she put the phone to her ear, she was met with Gao Yu’s scolding. Used to such a routine, Ji Wanwan turned on the speakerphone and placed it on the dressing table. The man’s magnetically attractive voice flowed out from the phone, primarily expressing his concern after hearing the news report, wondering if she had been injured, and he sneakily used the opportunity to advise her again to leave the entertainment industry.

When Gao Yu finally stopped his fast-paced nagging, Ji Wanwan had changed into her clothes. Her ivory body was wrapped in a pure white robe, and a silver-white necklace around her neck accentuated her elegant collarbones. The woman poured a cup of warm water and took a gentle sip. When the noisy voice on the other end finally ceased, she asked, "How is Jiang An?"

Gao Yu on the other end was surprised when she suddenly mentioned Jiang An. He thought that Ji Wanwan, who didn’t like interacting with the Gao Family much, would equally dismiss the younger girl, "What happened? Why are you suddenly asking about your younger sister-in-law?"

Listening to Gao Yu’s perplexed tone, Ji Wanwan thought to herself that the Gao Family probably hadn’t received the news yet. After pinching the bridge of her nose, she detailed the day’s events to Gao Yu. Since Jiang An was injured because of her, she should show some concern, regardless of their relationship, not to mention that Ji Wanwan shuddered at the thought of Shen Mei’s sarcasm if she found out that Jiang An had been hurt by her (Ji Wanwan’s) own obsessive fan.

Upon learning that Jiang An had saved Ji Wanwan, Gao Yu fell silent on the other end of the phone, staring at a desk full of disordered documents, deep in thought. He never imagined that such a delicate girl would have that kind of courage. Frowning, he leaned his arm on the table with a low voice, "I will ask Gao Chuan about it in a while. You focus on filming, and once you wrap up, go see Jiang An in person."

Ji Wanwan remained silent, tacitly accepting the man’s request. As she reflected on the day’s events, she unexpectedly heard a voice from the other side asking, "Miss me?"

Those few words silently struck a chord in her heart, and a blush spread involuntarily across her face, as if the teasing expression of the man on the phone was right before her eyes.

Gao Yu was still waiting for a response, but after a long silence, he looked at his phone only to find the call had been disconnected. His face fell, and he looked down at the thick stack of documents on the table, his temples throbbing with pain.

Gao Chuan had just finished a surgery when he received Gao Yu’s phone call. On the way back to the office, he listened with puzzlement as Gao Yu asked about Jiang An’s injury without any reason. Hearing the confusion in Gao Chuan’s voice, Gao Yu said on the phone, "No way, you’re telling me you don’t know that Jiang An is injured? It’s been a day already."

"What happened to Jiang An?" Gao Chuan frowned upon hearing this, the sharp and rigid lines of his face carved out an exquisitely perfect profile. The man stopped in the middle of the corridor, asking with uncertainty.

"How can you be a husband like this, not even knowing your wife is injured? It’s not a big deal though—Wanwan went to Jiang An’s school to film, and then encountered some crazed fans. Jiang An happened to see it and stepped in to stop them. People from the crew said she injured her hand. Wanwan asked me to check on Jiang An’s injury for her. What’s going on? Didn’t Jiang An tell you?" After Gao Yu explained, ripples stirred in his heart. Indeed, Gao Chuan was like a block of wood, not the type to fuss over his wife. Thinking thus, he couldn’t help feeling a bit sorry for Jiang An.

After hearing the whole story, Gao Chuan stood rooted to the spot, his brows slightly furrowed, and his face instantly shrouded with a layer of darkness.

It seemed that this wasn’t the first time such an incident had happened to the young girl; the memory suddenly roused in his mind. He recalled the night they first met, when the bare-handed young girl chased a thief down the street until she was exhausted—this time was probably a similar act of daring.

"She’s been staying at school recently; I didn’t know," Gao Chuan answered coldly, his mind involuntarily imagining the scene of Jiang An fighting with the criminal. The man leaned against the wall, powerless, and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

"Ah, I knew you wouldn’t pamper your wife. Give Jiang An a call when you get the chance. I’ll bring Wanwan to visit her in a couple of days," Gao Yu sighed silently, suddenly feeling that these two really didn’t seem like a couple, "Try to keep Mom from finding out, or she’ll nag again."

After hanging up Gao Yu’s call, the man stood still and flipped through the contact list in his phone, scrolling up and down until he found Jiang An’s number. His finger hesitated over it before moving away. He had worked the night shift yesterday and hadn’t gone back; Jiang An was probably staying at school, too. She hadn’t contacted him about the incident, and it seemed like he was always the last to know about anything regarding Jiang An.

Indeed, as a husband, he was doing a terrible job.

Perhaps from another angle, it seemed as though Jiang An had never thought of troubling him.

After a long while, the man silently opened the WeChat interface and hesitated before finally opening the chat with Jiang An, composing a message to send over.

Gao Chuan: Do you have time to visit Grandma tomorrow?

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for the young girl to send a message back.

Jiang An: Sorry, Dr. Gao, the school is quite busy recently, can I visit her another time?

The man read the line of text from the girl, falling into a silent contemplation, his gaze stern, and replied with just one word, "Okay."