I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 388 I Trust Her, Only Because It’s Her (2)_1

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 I Trust Her, Only Because It’s Her (2)_1

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On Tuesday, not even seven o’clock yet, Song Youman woke up.

She stared at the ceiling, lying still for more than half an hour, until the alarm clock had rung several times. Only then did she climb out of bed, freshen up briefly, and then drive to the hospital.

There were not a few people undergoing surgery this morning. By the time Song Youman reached the hospital, more than ten people were already in line.

She found a spot to sit and didn’t move afterwards. She wasn’t clear on how long she had been sitting stiffly in that same posture, and was unsure of how many people had come and gone in front of her. All she knew was that by the time she came back to her senses, the nurse had been repeating her number several times.

She quickly got up, apologized to the nurse, and then followed the nurse into the operating room.

The nurse patiently and thoroughly explained the precautions for the surgery and post-operative care, then handed her a set of clothes, indicating for her to change into them and then sit on the hospital bed, waiting for the surgeon’s orders.

The nurse had others to attend to and soon left. Song Youman sat on the bed holding the clothes, not changing for a while.

Not until the nurse again appeared before her, reminding her to hurry and change for the impending anesthesia injection, did Song Youman finally respond numbly with a couple of "oh ohs", and took off her coat.

When she tried to unzip her skirt, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably. She struggled several times to unzip her clothes. As the nurse kindly walked over once again to offer help, she suddenly clutched her surgical gown, squatted on the floor, and began to cry.

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It wasn’t until Tuesday morning that Xia Wan’an in Hong Kong finally wrapped up the business she was there to attend to.

She returned to the hotel at noon and took a nap. Fully refreshed, the first thing she did was to pick up her mobile phone and call Song Youman.

The phone rang for a while before Song Youman answered. Her voice was so weak: "An’an?"

Xia Wan’an immediately sat up from the bed: "Youman, what happened to you?"

"Oh, nothing much, I’m just having my period and feel a bit unwell..." Song Youman finished speaking, then asked, "What about you? How’s it going in Hong Kong?"

"I’m just fine. I’ve finished my work, and I called to ask whether you’ve resolved your work issues?"

"Oh yes, it’s been resolved..."

Hearing this, Xia Wan’an felt relieved: "Good it’s resolved. I plan to go shopping around Central in the afternoon. Is there anything you want me to bring to you?"

"I? I don’t really need anything..."

"Well, I’ll just see if there’s anything you might like and bring it for you."

"..."

After chatting with Song Youman for a while, Xia Wan’an only hung up the phone when she noticed Song Youman’s tone becoming increasingly relaxed. After hanging up, she left the hotel to go shopping.

Xia Wan’an’s shopping went rather well. She picked a few gifts that she knew Song Youman would definitely like. She also bought a pair of cufflinks for Han Jingnian, and of course, she didn’t forget to buy gifts for her grandmother, sister-in-law, brother, and parents.

When Xia Wan’an returned to the hotel fully loaded with shopping bags, it was already seven in the evening. She got out of the taxi, handed the bags to a hotel attendant, and then made her way to the elevator.

Just as she was on her way, she was quite unfortunate to be hit head-on by a man who was on his phone while walking quickly. The collision was so strong that it knocked her back several steps. As she was wearing high heels and the floor was a bit slippery, she lost her footing and sprained her ankle...

PS: Continuing to draw for a little sweetheart to gift a diary~