Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 200 She’s Actually Not Happy at All

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 She’s Actually Not Happy at All

Shen Hua woke up.

She stared blankly at the bed curtains for a long while.

Ji Xin had just brought in a basin of hot water to wipe Shen Hua, and as she pushed the door, the cold wind blew in with her.

She turned to close the door, and when she turned back, her eyes brightened, and she quickly walked in.

"Miss Shen, do you feel unwell anywhere?"

Shen Hua propped herself up. Slowly, she looked down at her wrist, where the Vajra Bodhi Bracelet still radiated warmth, red as if it could spill blood.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"No."

The girl lay down. Ji Xin hurried over to help her sit and put on her shoes. Shen Hua blinked her eyes, accepting the assistance.

Upon leaving the partition, she bumped into Ni Kang sitting in the courtyard, resembling an old monk in meditation, silent and filled with dejection.

Shen Hua stopped in front of him. Thinking of the time, today was precisely the day for pulse diagnosis.

She haughtily extended her arm.

Ni Kang paused, helplessly said, "Miss Shen, please don’t make things difficult for me."

Each time I take the pulse, I doubt myself once again.

Seeing Shen Hua’s complexion, he also had an estimate in his heart.

"Since there’s nothing wrong, please go back."

Shen Hua intended to return to the East Courtyard, but upon hearing this, she instead sat down opposite Ni Kang.

Ni Kang: "..."

The girl faintly said, "Doctor Ni doesn’t want to see me."

"Correct."

Shen Hua smiled at him: "Then I will not leave."

She had no strengths, just good at putting people in difficult positions.

Ni Kang: "..."

He held it in, failed to suppress it: "I have been sitting here all night."

Shen Hua looked at him, her chin propped up.

Ni Kang’s white hair was particularly dazzling and striking. Submerged by it, he possessed an air of being a celestial being. These days, caring for Shen Hua’s illness, he too had grown haggard.

Especially now.

It seemed like he hadn’t slept all night. Under his eyelids were all shades of blue.

Suddenly, Shen Hua felt somewhat guilty. After all, this was thanks to her.

"Since I am already fine, Doctor Ni, please go back to your room and rest."

Ni Kang raised his hand, his aged finger pointing to his house.

Shen Hua looked over in that direction. She didn’t know when the door was taken down, now miserably smashed on the ground, giving anyone a clear view into the furnishings inside. The cold wind gushed in largely.

"Do you see it?"

"...Yes."

"Miss Shen, share your thoughts."

Shen Hua frowned: "Who did this? Absolutely deplorable! It’s only because you’re tolerant, and considering that you’ve treated me, I am willing to step in and seek justice."

This caused Ni Kang to transfer his anger to her, not giving her a pleasant look!

Ni Kang: "Marquis Cui kicked it."

"No one has yet fixed the door back for me."

How could he sleep! The wind howls at night! The room is as cold as an ice cellar.

"An unknowing person might think we have deep-seated hatred."

Shen Hua was shocked. She vaguely stood up, guessing the situation.

Ni Kang also stood up: "Miss Shen, are you going to settle accounts for me? Good, I will go with you! I also want to ask, why must he treat me this way!"

Shen Hua changed her previous angry expression. She looked at Ni Kang disapprovingly.

"A doctor should prioritize benevolence and save lives first. How can Doctor Ni mind these things?"

Shen Hua: "This door is truly not sturdy. It’s a good chance to replace it with a new one. He was a bit too hasty last night, but it’s understandable."

"—Miss Shen didn’t say this before!"

"You said he was deplorable!"

Shen Hua with an innocent face: "I forgot."

Shen Hua: "How could I casually criticize my cousin."

Ni Kang ...

Great, he has been kind and accumulated virtues all his life; now it’s his fate.

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Shen Hua had been thinking about meeting Xie Xun, and upon learning that he was currently in the Cui Yun’s guest hall, she no longer cared about Ni Kang and immediately headed for Ju Courtyard.

By the time she arrived, Cui Yun and Xie Xun had already finished their conversation.

Upon learning that Shen Hua was waiting outside Ju Courtyard, a fleeting emotion flashed through Cui Yun’s eyes. He asked Xie Xun to wait for a moment and then strode out quickly.

The girl was whispering to Ji Xin.

His eyes were deep and dark.

"You’re not fully recovered yet, what are you fussing about?"

"Has Heir Xie left yet?" Shen Hua looked up with hopeful eyes.

"Not yet."

Cui Yun approached, "Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

"No."

Cui Yun’s expression was bland as water, he raised his hand to straighten the hairpin on the girl’s head: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Yes."

"And the medicine?"

"I drank it too."

Cui Yun’s expression slightly improved.

"Come with me inside, he came here early this morning, and you indeed should meet him."

Meanwhile, Xie Xun was already waiting outside the reception room. When Shen Hua approached, he scrutinized her carefully.

Unlike last night, now, the girl’s contours were imprinted bit by bit into his eyes.

Shen Hua also stared at him curiously.

"You and Brother Bai Zhou do look somewhat alike," Xie Xun said hoarsely after a long time.

Mentioning Shen Zhi, the sense of unfamiliarity was dispelled a bit.

As Shen Hua came in, a warm charcoal fire was naturally lit in the reception room. In a short while, a wave of heat surged up. The girl’s pale cheeks also flushed with a hint of red.

"Brother resembles me, with good looks, also attracting the favor of girls."

Xie Xun gently followed her words: "That’s true."

"Your brother indeed was highly sought after by girls while he was alive."

Shen Hua seemed to recall something, she couldn’t help but smile: "He was quite annoyed by this for a while, and many girls even tried to bribe me to get close to brother."

Ah, she indeed accepted many benefits back then, yet did nothing substantial, and even turned hostile towards them afterwards.

And the gift Xie Xun had bought for the meeting was finally given today.

"Bought a small piece of jewelry suitable for a girl."

Shen Hua did not open it but set it aside. While thanking him courteously, she hesitated for a moment: "How much do you know about my brother’s matters?"

"I met your older brother through a serendipitous coincidence, our friendship conducted through letters all along."

"It was also because I hadn’t received a letter from him for a long time, and only when I returned from the war did I have the chance to inquire and found out he had long since——"

He just looked at Shen Hua.

He didn’t mention Shen Zhi again.

Xie Xun softly asked, "These years, was it good while your father was still alive?"

Shen Hua was silent for a moment.

"This is the first time someone has asked me this."

"Who doesn’t know Daddy cherished me?"

Xie Xun: "I was presumptuous."

Shen Hua blinked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie from Heir Xie?"

"Of course, the truth."

The girl waved her hand, pretending not to care.

"It should have been good."

"Should have?"

She then casually said.

"With the stepmother harboring those thoughts, she still had to look at my face. Inside the mansion, I commanded the wind and the rain, absolutely revered. Outside, whenever there was trouble, someone was always there to cover for me."

Back then, she couldn’t accept Shen Xue-shi. Daily wishing to create such a ruckus that the household couldn’t be peaceful.

No one dared to provoke her.

Everyone bowed and scraped before her.

No one taught her right from wrong anymore.

Shen Wei was even more overly indulgent, as if waiting for her to create enough trouble, then it would be over.

When she did wrong, no one disciplined her. As long as she didn’t commit murder or arson, a bit of silver could smooth things over for the Shen Family; and what the Shen Family never lacked was silver.

And indeed, she went through a period of absurdity.

Until, the Manager Sun from the embroidery workshop came looking.

Aunt Sun looked at her with disappointment, clutching the girl’s delicate wrist, leading her to Mama’s grave.

——Kneel down!