h4Chapter 357: Chapter 357: Yet He Fell Asleep With His Back to Her/h4

    The bullet was lodged deep, almost exposing his stark white bone.

    Because Ye Cheng refused anesthesia, Zimei held her breath the entire time, watching him furrow his eyebrows in pain, his forehead drenched in sweat yet not uttering a single sound. Her heart felt as if it were in her throat.

    After a grueling hour or so, Ye Cheng’s wound was finally treated without any major issues.

    The elderly doctor had also been operating on tenterhooks throughout the procedure. After wrapping the gauze carefully, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke in Japanese, "This is the first time in my life I’ve performed surgery under such limited conditions. But this young man’s willpower is truly astonishing."

    Ye Cheng leaned back against something, his eyes half-lidded, lips drained of color. Beads of sweat slid along the defined contours of his bare upper body, inexplicably exuding an alluring sensuality.

    Zimei paid no attention to what the elderly doctor said and rushed over to grab Ye Cheng’s hand, raising her other hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

    The moment the woman leaned closer, a faint seductive perfume wafted past his nose. Her fingertips were cool, and when they touched the skin of his forehead, Ye Cheng stiffened involuntarily.

    Her soft, slender hand cast a shadow over his vision. He raised his phoenix eyes, watching her movements. His parched lips moved slightly, yet in the end, he refrained from stopping her.

    After wiping away the sweat, Zimei brought over some warm water to feed him.

    Ye Cheng opened his mouth with difficulty, drinking a few sips with Zimei’s assistance. Perhaps finding such proximity too abrupt, Ye Cheng turned his head away after finishing the water.

    Zimei stared dazedly at that face, even in its pallor, still breathtakingly beautiful as if crafted by the gods. She gazed at it for a long time, lost in thought.

    Perhaps drained from the effort earlier, Ye Cheng fell asleep not long after.

    Zimei quickly tucked the nket over him. She grabbed a chair and sat by the bed, keeping watch.

    During this time, A Cheng stayed hidden in the shadows near the doorway, vigntly on guard to prevent Miyata’s men from showing up.

    Thankfully, everything went smoothly during Ye Cheng’s surgery. This remote little clinic was not an easy ce for Miyata’s men to locate.

    When A Cheng returned, he found Zimei asleep with her head resting by the bed, her hand still clutching Ye Cheng’s hand tightly.

    He looked at this rare moment of serenity and a faint smile crossed his face.

    ...

    Gu Moqian finished his nighttime routine and went straight to bed.

    When Ji Wei emerged from the bathroom, she found the man already asleep.

    She silently walked over, lifted the nket, andy down beside him.

    After turning off the light, Ji Wei stared at the pitch-ck ceiling, her heart aching faintly.

    Whenever she shared a bed with Gu Moqian, he would gently pull her into his embrace. Yet tonight, hey with his back turned, sleeping alone.

    A sudden emptiness settled in her chest.

    Ji Wei found herself tossing and turning, unable to sleep, while the person beside her remained motionless.

    With a soft sigh, Ji Wei got out of bed decisively.

    Wearing only her nightgown, she stepped onto the balcony. The night wind made her instinctively hug her arms tighter, but the chill sharpened her mind.

    Her past life—every moment of it—was also her reality, no matter how tragic its ending.

    If not for the experiences of her past life, she might still be that proud and willful youngdy, living apletely different life from now and would never have married Gu Moqian.

    Since Gu Moqian wants to know, she no longer ns to keep it hidden. Even if it ultimately leads to their separation, she epts this oue, for it is something that cannot remain concealed forever.

    With these thoughts, Ji Wei felt her heart lighten somewhat. Just as she was about to turn back, she suddenly sneezed.

    Panicked, she immediately covered her mouth, intending to turn and see if she had awakened Gu Moqian. Unexpectedly, a dark-colored suit was draped over her shoulders from behind.

    Ji Wei turned around and met Gu Moqian’s star-like, profound gaze.