CHAPTER 153: CHAPTER 151: OWING A HUGE FAVOR

Si Yuhuan acted as if nothing was wrong, opened the passenger door, and sat down. "My car broke down, and I’m in a rush to get to the hospital. You’re going the same way, so drive."

He’s really treating me like his chauffeur. Jian Xi glared at him, too lazy to say anything more. For her grandfather’s sake, and desiring to keep the peace, she stepped on the gas again and merged the car into traffic.

Yuhan had just arrived at the hospital.

Yan Qing stepped forward. "Boss, Second Young Master wants to..."

Jian Xi interjected, "He wants to come here?"

Yan Qing hurriedly nodded.

Si Junyan was currently confined and forbidden to come and go without Si Yuhuan’s permission.

"He is not allowed to come." Before Si Yuhuan could speak, Jian Xi lifted her chin and gave the order directly.

Si Yuhuan looked at Jian Xi.

"Si Yuhuan, Grandfather’s surgery is a matter of life and death! It concerns his very life! What good would Si Junyan’s presence here do? Would he just add to the trouble or continue to upset Grandfather after he wakes up? Don’t forget how Grandfather ended up lying in there."

He took her words to heart and instructed Yan Qing, "Not allowed."

A faint smile touched the corner of Jian Xi’s mouth. Si Yuhuan can still be clear-headed at times.

In Si Yuhuan’s eyes, she was clearly gloating, pleased with herself for having her suggestion adopted. This woman! She dares to claim she has no feelings for me at all, yet she’s clearly the type to secretly smile at the slightest kindness.

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The confined Si Junyan heard the message of rejection and was livid, smashing all the glassware within his reach. I just received that message Jiang Qimeng went through so much trouble to send, and I was planning to go to the hospital, find a chance to redeem myself, and lessen Big Brother’s suspicions. I can’t believe I was rejected! Why is Big Brother treating me like this? It must be that wretched Jian Xi! I won’t let her get away with this! Si Junyan’s eyes flashed with a vindictive glint.

Suddenly, a graceful figure slipped in.

Si Junyan looked at the woman who appeared before him and furrowed his brows. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

With all these guards, for her to get in so easily... she’s no ordinary person.

The woman smiled charmingly. "Second Young Master Si, no need to be nervous. I am here simply to convey a message from my master. Have you forgotten who helped you out of your predicament back in the west?"

Si Junyan was shaken. "It’s you!"

A fierce gleam flashed through his eyes.

The woman’s face was full of pride as she smiled. "Only we can evade Si Yuhuan’s pursuit, keeping him clueless about who his opponent truly is. I just wonder if the daring Second Young Master has the courage to risk everything for his beloved!"

How could they know about his affection for Jiang Qimeng?!

With his secret laid bare, Si Junyan was about to fly into a rage when the woman continued, "Instead of letting others achieve their desires, why not achieve your own? How do you know if Miss Jiang desires the position of the wealthiest man’s wife, or Si Yuhuan himself?"

The wealthiest man, huh... Si Junyan was tempted.

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In the hospital.

Ten hours had passed. Jian Xi lay on a lounge chair in the corridor.

Si Yuhuan looked back, saw her, and couldn’t help but walk over. He sat beside her, gently lifting the small woman’s body and placing her head on his shoulder.

His movements were gentle. Jian Xi, sleeping soundly, instinctively clutched his arm, falling into an even deeper slumber.

Yan Qing started to say something, but Si Yuhuan gestured for silence with a ’shush’.

Yan Qing immediately understood and quickly withdrew.

Under the bright lights, the woman’s skin was delicate, as tender and smooth as a shelled egg. From Si Yuhuan’s vantage point, he could see the lovely shadows cast beneath her fan-like lashes. I knew she was beautiful, but this close proximity makes Jian Xi seem like an enchanting sprite. Her lightly pursed lips are enough to stir my soul.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Jian Xi suddenly woke from her dream with a start.

HISSS!

The man beside her let out a cry of pain.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Si Yuhuan, whose arm had gone numb from her using it as a pillow, Jian Xi’s face flushed with embarrassment. She claimed to be there to keep her grandfather company, but her morning sickness had been so intense that she had fallen asleep.

Si Yuhuan’s arm, scratched and injured by Jiang Qimeng, now showed traces of blood. Jian Xi couldn’t help but cry out in alarm, "She hurt you?"

He must have shielded me, taking the brunt of Jiang Qimeng’s attack himself.

"Mhm." Si Yuhuan, noticing her distress, feigned even greater pain.

Yan Qing was helpless. His boss was definitely a drama king. When facing enemies before, he could take on ten at once and wouldn’t even frown when covered in blood. But now, just a few scratches made him... He pursed his lips to suppress a laugh and tactfully made a quick exit.

After all, she had caused it, and even Jian Xi’s usually stoic heart felt a bit embarrassed.

She fetched the medical kit and carefully treated and bandaged Si Yuhuan’s wounds.

"I’m not a professional, so if it hurts, just yell," she said, somewhat flustered.

Si Yuhuan watched Jian Xi working earnestly, and felt as if something hard inside him had shattered, a warm current slowly flowing through.

"HISSS!"

Jian Xi suddenly applied too much force, causing him to draw a sharp breath. "Are you trying to murder your husband?"

"You’re not my husband anymore," Jian Xi replied coldly, quickly finishing the bandaging.

Si Yuhuan caught her wrist. "Do you have to be so determined to sever ties with me?"

This feeling is unexpectedly uncomfortable, he thought. "Don’t forget, I wouldn’t be hurt if it weren’t for protecting you."

"That’s ridiculous. If she can injure people so recklessly, isn’t it because you indulged her?"

Si Yuhuan was left speechless by Jian Xi’s retort.

He looked at his wound and fell into thought. Jiang Qimeng doesn’t seem as kind and simple as I believed.

Jian Sirun came out of the operating room and, seeing their seemingly affectionate posture, coughed. "Are you two on good terms?"

Jian Xi hastily let go of Si Yuhuan.

"Fourth Brother..."

Jian Sirun’s clear, indifferent eyes glanced at Si Yuhuan. "The surgery was fairly successful. Dr. Sernosen will explain the specifics when he comes out."

WHEW—

Jian Xi let out a long breath. I knew there wouldn’t be any complications. The weight in her heart finally lifted.

He spoke with gravity, "Now that you’re divorced, you should maintain some distance."

These words seemed directed at Jian Xi but were actually meant for Si Yuhuan.

Si Yuhuan’s face darkened, but he couldn’t argue with Jian Sirun, the man who had saved his grandfather’s life.

Jian Sirun left, and Jian Xi obediently followed without a backward glance.

Si Yuhuan stepped forward but was stopped by Wensen. "I’m sorry, Director Si, please stop here. The Old Master will be out soon. The surgery went very smoothly, however..."

"However what?"

Wensen’s handsome face, strikingly similar to Jian Sirun’s, carried a profound aloofness. "A second surgery is needed."

Just then, Dr. Sernosen came out. He removed his mask, looking exhausted. "The cranial nerves are recovering well. The Old Master should wake up before too long. However, the damage to his cardiac nerves will, to some extent, affect his lifespan."

He spoke earnestly to Si Yuhuan, "If it weren’t for Jian Xi, your grandfather’s life... would have been in grave danger."

Si Yuhuan’s expression grew significantly more solemn. I owe the Jian family an enormous debt.

Because his grandfather had just undergone major surgery, no non-essential personnel were allowed inside. Si Yuhuan could only look at his grandfather through the glass window.

His eyes were tightly shut, and his lips seemed to have regained some color. Yan Qing nodded beside him. "Miss Jiang is outside, crying and causing a scene, wanting to see you. What are your instructions?"

"Let’s go."

Some things, after all, just have to be dealt with.