If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1168 - Chapter 1168 Chapter 1168 The Fourth Young Master is Injured

Chapter 1168: Chapter 1168: The Fourth Young Master is Injured, Head Chapter 1168: Chapter 1168: The Fourth Young Master is Injured, Head Xiaobao played for quite a while and showed no signs of wanting to leave.

The baby only wants to play with the pretty sister; the baby loves pretty sisters. But no matter how pretty this sister is, she’s not as pretty as mom.

Xu Chaomu kept smiling; she was tired anyway, so she let Xiaobao play with the pretty girl for a while.

As she watched Xiaobao, suddenly, her phone rang.

A strange number, but… somewhat familiar.

Because she had changed her number, no one knew her current number except for Shen Chi and Xiao Mo.

But this string of numbers did indeed look familiar, yet she couldn’t remember it at the moment.

“Hello?” she answered curiously.

“Chaomu?” A gentle and clear voice.

“Wen… Doctor?” Xu Chaomu swallowed nervously.

“It’s me.” Wen Zhiyuan’s tone was as undisturbed as ever, “Where are you right now?”

“I… how do you have my phone number?”

“Answer me first,” Wen Zhiyuan said indifferently.

“I’m in Jin City,” Xu Chaomu replied.

“Oh.” Wen Zhiyuan wasn’t too surprised, he had noticed that the number was registered in Jin City when he called, “Are you free now? Can you come to C City?”

“I’m not free.” Xu Chaomu almost instinctively refused, “I’m not going to C City.”

“Hmm…” Wen Zhiyuan’s demeanor was naturally calm, he didn’t press further, but simply stated the facts, “The Fourth Young Master is injured, it’s a head injury.”

Xu Chaomu’s heart skipped a beat, her face turned pale in a flash, and her fingers grew ice-cold.

She was surprised by her own subconscious reaction.

Her lips trembled, and she suddenly found herself unable to speak!

“Luo Family Medical Group, second floor, you can find me when you arrive,” Wen Zhiyuan stated calmly.

Wen Zhiyuan, this man, always spoke and acted with maturity and stability, disliking pointless talk. Often, he got straight to the point.

Perhaps due to his age, he was even more composed than Shen Chi.

Xu Chaomu was stunned, staying silent for a long time.

She knew that Wen Zhiyuan wouldn’t deceive her. Wen Zhiyuan wasn’t like Li Beiting who joked around; what Wen Zhiyuan said was always true.

He was injured…

“I hope you can come,” Wen Zhiyuan added.

After he spoke, he hung up the phone.

When Shen Chi was brought into the hospital, his eyes were closed, he said nothing, only murmuring Xu Chaomu’s name over and over, calling “Mumu”…

His voice was very weak, his brows deeply furrowed.

Because Shen Chi had told him before that he had found Xu Chaomu, Wen Zhiyuan risked being beaten to death by sneaking a look at Shen Chi’s phone to find Xu Chaomu’s number.

At such a time, only Xu Chaomu could be his cure.

Thinking this, Wen Zhiyuan shook his head.

Love starts in mysterious ways and deepens relentlessly.

Xu Chaomu was destined to be Shen Chi’s inescapable fate in this life, but whether it would result in life or death, union or separation, all would depend on fate.

After he finished the call, he walked briskly toward the ward.

A doctor who had been monitoring Shen Chi’s body temperature was coming out with a folder.

“Doctor Wen,” she nodded to Wen Zhiyuan, knowing that the man inside was his friend.

“How is the patient now?”

“After a minor surgery, there are no issues now, but he hasn’t regained consciousness yet.”

“Are there any possible sequelae or amnesia?” Wen Zhiyuan asked worriedly.

“No major problems–there won’t be sequelae, though he might experience slight headaches in the future. As for amnesia, that won’t happen. You can rest assured.”

“I’m worried he might forget about a friend like me,” Wen Zhiyuan half-joked.

“Haha, Dr. Wen, you must be kidding.”

“Where is the person who brought him in?”

“He is inside, says he’s the gentleman’s bodyguard.”

“Good, I got it. Thank you for your efforts, you can go back to work,” Wen Zhiyuan patted the doctor’s shoulder.

Wen Zhiyuan pushed open the door to the ward, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The room was well-lit; the ward was flooded with sunlight, casting infinite brilliance through the transparent bottles and jars. There was fruit on the table, making the entire ward look especially spacious and bright.

As expected, a bodyguard in a black suit was stationed by the bed.

“Come here,” Wen Zhiyuan motioned to him.

The man nodded and followed Wen Zhiyuan outside.

When they reached a more secluded spot, Wen Zhiyuan asked, “What happened to Mr. Shen at your company?”

“The boss got hurt by accident on the way to work,” the bodyguard replied respectfully.

“What was the cause?”

“Sorry, Dr. Wen, but I can’t disclose that.”

“Then what can you disclose?” Wen Zhiyuan wasn’t upset, he looked at the man with a slight smile.

“This…” The bodyguard struggled to find words and finally squeezed out, “After Mr. Shen got injured, he kept calling out for his wife.”

“Oh, so you know that Xu Chaomu is your lady?”

“I’ve been with Mr. Shen for quite a while now, so I’m aware.”

“Fine, since you’re not willing to tell me anything, you stay and watch the ward carefully. I’m going to check on him.”

“Sure, definitely.”

Wen Zhiyuan knew he wouldn’t be able to pry anything out of this man, but in the past when such incidents occurred, the first person to arrive at the ward would certainly be Xiao Mo. Ever since Xiao Mo was sent to Africa, Wen Zhiyuan had observed that Shen Chi became much more solitary.

With Xiao Mo around, Shen Chi had someone to discuss matters and share confidences with, but now, he had no one.

Wen Zhiyuan didn’t know as much about Shen Chi’s situation as Xiao Mo did, and he felt he wasn’t much help either.

At least the injury this time wasn’t too serious…

For Xu Chaomu, however, picking up the phone call from Wen Zhiyuan left her dazed for quite a while.

“Auntie, auntie, here’s Xiaobao back to you, we’re going home now,” Xiaomei tugged at Xu Chaomu’s hand.

“Ah…” Xu Chaomu returned to her senses, and saw Xiaobao pulling at her clothes.

Xiaomei was also staring at her, waving goodbye.

“Bye-bye,” Xu Chaomu said absentmindedly.

Her mind was preoccupied with what Wen Zhiyuan had said–he was injured, his head…

“Mumu, Mumu…” Xiaobao had been tugging at her for a good while.

Why wasn’t Mommy paying attention to him? Did Mommy not want him anymore? What was Mommy thinking about…

Xu Chaomu hadn’t been paying attention to Xiaobao, and only when Xiaobao began to cry with a loud “waah,” did she finally come around.

“Good boy, Xiaobao, why are you crying? Mommy will hold you, don’t cry.”

She picked up Xiaobao, walking around the tourist area distractedly.

Her mind was filled with the figure of Shen Chi, his every frown and smile. She hadn’t been able to escape his spell after all. But she shouldn’t go.

Since she had agreed to be heartless, she should be ruthless.

Thinking this, she hesitated no longer and left the tourist spot with Xiaobao in her arms.

Xiaobao was wearing a yellow sweater today. He thought it was so pretty and loved it, but Mommy hadn’t taken many pictures of him before taking him away…