Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o
Chapter 88 Sweet as Honey

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Sweet as Honey

"Screech—!" The taxi hadn’t even come to a full stop in front of the military hospital when An Yiqing leapt out in one swift motion.

"Nurse, could you please tell me which ward Gu Yelin is in?" An Yiqing hurried to the information desk, out of breath as she asked her question. Even in this early hour of the morning, the hospital was busy with patients coming and going, who looked surprisingly at this stunning woman in her nightgown and slippers, with her long hair cascading over her shoulders.

"Gu Yelin? Please wait a moment, I’ll have a look." The nurse glanced at An Yiqing, surprised, then bowed her head and rapidly checked the computer.

However, a moment later, the nurse furrowed her brow with confusion: "I’m sorry, miss, there is no patient by the name of Gu Yelin."

"That can’t be right, he’s seriously injured, please check again, how can there be no record?!" An Yiqing’s face, already pale, lost all its color at this. Tan Yulin had clearly said he was at the military hospital!

"I’m sorry, miss, but there really is no record of him." The nurse checked again carefully, then shook her head regretfully.

An Yiqing spun around anxiously on the spot, what should she do? What could she do? Her eyes caught sight of her mobile phone—right, Tan Yulin! Call Tan Yulin!

"The mobile number you have dialled is switched off, please try again later..."

An Yiqing repeatedly tried several times, only to be met with the same cold automated message. Desperate, she tried calling Gu Yelin’s mobile, but it too was switched off. At a loss, An Yiqing decided to search ward by ward.

"Young lady? Are you looking for Young Master Gu?"

Upon hearing a familiar voice, An Yiqing abruptly turned around and saw the man in a white coat behind her; it was Director Zhang, who had been on duty the last time Gu Yelin brought her here for treatment.

"Have you seen him?" With one big stride, An Yiqing stepped forward and grabbed Director Zhang’s arm.

"Uh... yes, I have seen him before. He’s in the special care ward. The ordinary nurses’ files don’t have his information. His..."

"Okay, thank you!" An Yiqing thanked him and, without waiting for Director Zhang’s to finish, she ran off quickly towards the special care ward.

Meanwhile, inside the special care ward.

"Lao San, be more careful next time. If the old man finds out, he’ll be worried sick again." Chen Fang, who had rushed over from home, patted Gu Yelin’s shoulder and admonished him with concern.

"I’m fine. How’s Chiang Yi?"

"It’s serious. Whether he makes it through tonight or not is uncertain. I—"

Before Chen Fang could finish speaking, the door to the ward was abruptly pushed open with a loud "bang." Gu Yelin and Chen Fang turned towards the sound and saw a breathtakingly beautiful girl in nightgown and slippers standing dazedly at the door.

"Qing? How did you get here?" Gu Yelin, surprised to see the girl suddenly appear, quickly got off the bed and walked toward her.

Seeing Gu Yelin safe and sound before her, An Yiqing’s tender lips quivered, her little nose twitched twice, and her eyes reddened slightly.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Gu Yelin frowned as he inspected the girl before him, reaching out to pull her inside.

An Yiqing felt the warmth of Gu Yelin’s large hand and pouted, tears streaming down her face in an instant: "Tan Yulin said you were seriously injured, that whether you’d survive depended on tonight... I thought... I thought... sob sob..."

Gu Yelin tenderly looked at the girl sobbing in front of him and gently wrapped her tight in his embrace: "Don’t cry. I’m alright. It’s Chiang Yi who is seriously injured; I only got some minor wounds. Stop crying, there’s a good girl."

"Uh... Lao San, I’ll step out for a bit." Chen Fang, taken aback by the tenderness of Gu Yelin, tactfully left the ward, making sure to close the door behind her. Big news! This was big news indeed! She had to go back and tell the patriarch!

In the room, Gu Yelin softly patted the girl’s back as if calming a child. After a while, An Yiqing’s sobs slowly ceased.

"Where are you hurt?" An Yiqing, embarrassed, wiped her tear-stained face and lifted her little face to examine the man before her.

"Just some minor scrapes on my arm while rescuing someone. It’s been treated with medicine. It’s nothing." Gu Yelin guided An Yiqing to sit on the edge of the bed and handed her a hospital gown, "My coat is dirty, wear this for now. It gets cold at night, don’t catch a cold."

"Mhm, okay." An Yiqing dutifully draped the garment over herself, and perhaps thinking about how she’d cried earlier, she buried her small face shyly.

Gazing at the girl with a small, shy smile, Gu Yelin lifted his hand to gently tousle her hair.

"Were you worried about me just now?" His magnetic voice slowly rose from above An Yiqing’s head.

"Mhm, I was worried about you." Although she was shy, An Yiqing still admitted her concern.

It was Gu Yelin’s turn to be stunned. The girl was always a bit slow to catch on, and he had just asked out of habit, but he hadn’t expected to receive such a surprisingly delightful answer.

An Yiqing lifted her small face, her clear eyes looking at the man who looked somewhat silly in front of her, and with a soft voice coming from her tenderly red lips, she slowly said, "I heard that you like me?"

Gu Yelin was taken aback, then swiftly replied, "Yes. I like you. More than anyone else in the world." His dark eyes were filled with nerves, his heartbeat like a drum.

The girl’s eyes dropped, and they were filled with a warm smile, "But I can’t be with you."

"Tell me why." Gu Yelin’s heart slowly sank; he had been poisoned, and only she was his antidote.

"I am sick. My master says it’s incurable."

"It doesn’t matter. If you live, I live, if you die, I die." Without hesitation, Gu Yelin made a resolute promise.

The girl’s downcast eyes couldn’t help but be touched with emotion and happiness, her lips curving slightly, "Every time I see you, my heart beats faster and my face turns red. My master says this sickness is called love and is incurable."

...

There was silence in the room for a moment. With her head lowered, An Yiqing looked puzzled and slowly raised her head, "You—Hmm!"

Her tender lips had barely opened when they were firmly captured by Gu Yelin’s thin lips! The robust man wrapped his left arm tightly around her soft body, his right hand threading through her black hair to cradle her head, and with a domineering gesture, pulled An Yiqing into his territory with a passionate kiss!