Chapter 289 She is a patient
Only then did Bian Yue feel the pain of the fragments sinking into her skin. She looked at Shen Jinci who was walking towards her and spoke in a low, apologetic voice: "I'm sorry, I forgot."

Shen Jinci picked up Bian Yue without saying a word, walked across the mess on the ground, and went downstairs.

Bian Yue was still uneasy, "That vase was bought by your father, right?"

"I don't know." Shen Jinci paused, but did not stop. He softened his tone and said softly, "Yueyue, I don't care."

Bian Yue nodded, she lowered her eyes, and after a while, she whispered, "So where are we going now?"

"Go to the hospital."

Bian Yue's soles hurt a lot, but she still felt that Shen Jinci was making a fuss. "There's no need to go to the hospital. I think I can just take care of it at home."

Shen Jinci put her in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. His expression was not as serious as before. He explained calmly and gently, "Yueyue, you are pregnant now. You have to be careful about everything. Don't be careless. I will accompany you to the hospital. We will treat the wound and then I will take you to see a psychiatrist."

The already uneasy light in Bian Yue's eyes became even stronger. She looked at him in silence for a long time, then nodded.

On the way, Shen Jinci drove the car very steadily. Bian Yue kept leaning sideways, looking at his profile. After a long time, she spoke, tentatively and cautiously asking, "Shen Jinci, if I really get sick, what are you going to do?"

"I'll be with you, always."

He spoke each word with great emphasis, his words carrying a strong promise.

Bian Yue's eyes were slightly hot, and she whispered, "Shen Jinci, I know, I'm sick."

It was a red light, and Shen Jinci slowly stopped the car.

He held Bian Yue's hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips. His voice couldn't be gentler, "Yueyue, it's normal to get sick. Everyone gets sick. You have me. No matter what happens, I will be with you."

"But you are Shen Jinci." Bian Yue's eyes were slightly red, "Shen Jinci's wife cannot be a patient."

The red light lasted for a long time and finally jumped.

Shen Jinci did not start the car, and let the horn behind him blare.

His noble and cold face was full of obsessive love. He said, "I may not be Shen Jinci, but you must be my wife."

After listening to his words, Bian Yue couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.

The meeting lasted for several hours at the Shen family's private hospital.

Bian Yue had calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

In the conference room, Shen Jinci looked at the thick medical records and diagnosis in his hands, and heard the attending doctor sitting on the lower left saying slowly: "Madam's condition is not optimistic. It is best to stop all the work at hand and rest."

"My wife's work is very important. She won't accept this plan." Shen Jinci frowned, flipping through the medical records with his slender fingers, and said in a cold tone, "Apart from this plan, is there no other way?"

"Madam is suffering from depression. She is already in poor health. If she has to worry about work, her condition will only get worse." The attending doctor said earnestly, "If you trust my judgment and advice, I hope you can let Madam rest and spend more time with her. Don't let her lose more energy."

Shen Jinci looked at the case in front of him for a long time, and then he said in a deep voice: "What is the cause of the disease?"

"It should be due to long hours of high-intensity work, and most importantly, the death of a loved one." The attending doctor paused and continued, "According to the examination we did on the lady, the stimulation she has experienced recently should not be limited to the death of Miss Bian Shu, right?"

Shen Jinci's eyes suddenly darkened, and an indescribable sense of guilt surged up.

Of course, it's not just Bian Shu, there's also the fake identity, Li Siheng's death, and Mi Tang's heavy workload. None of them are easy.

Shen Jinci used to think that he should teach Bian Yue the ability to survive, so that she would be able to stand on her own even if she left him.

Therefore, no matter whether she encountered setbacks in the company's affairs or was gambling with Li Xing, Shen Jinci just took a bystander attitude.

But now, when this diagnosis appeared in front of him, Shen Jinci suddenly found that it seemed that all his previous obsessions were no longer important.

He just regretted that he had let her endure so much alone.

He had obviously always been by her side, and he could obviously have done better, but because of these so-called rational assessments, he let her face so much cruelty and reality alone.

Does he really need to take such a big risk to make Bian Yue learn the so-called skills?

For a moment, Shen Jinci felt like he couldn't breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally answered the attending physician, his voice extremely difficult, "Yes, there are many."

"That's right. Madam's psychological problems didn't arise overnight. It was only the death of Miss Bian Shu that exposed all the problems."

"Apart from stopping working, do you have any other suggestions?" Shen Jinci's face was calm, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

The attending doctor was also unsure. After a long while, he said, "Because Miss Bian is pregnant now, she cannot take medicine. The treatment advice I can give you at the moment is to spend more time with her and stop working and all the things that consume your energy."

Shen Jinci finally turned his eyes away from the case. He looked at the attending physician with a calm expression, "I don't want anyone to know what happened today once we leave the conference room."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen. We have all signed a confidentiality agreement. We won't say anything that we shouldn't." The attending doctor said quickly, "We won't tell anyone about your wife's health condition!"

When Bian Yue woke up, it was another sunny day.

She looked out the window, but what came to her mind was the conversation she had with the doctor last night.

Bian Yue knew that her illness might be serious.

Shen Jinci was sitting next to her. When he saw her wake up, he stood up and took the breakfast beside him. "Yueyue, you're awake. Eat something first."

Bian Yue then turned her head and looked at Shen Jinci. She blinked and was a little surprised: "Were you sitting here last night?"

"Well, I'm worried about you being alone." Shen Jinci paused and opened the lunch box. "This is the porridge I cooked in the kitchen. Try it first."

Bian Yue stood up and wanted to take the porridge from Shen Jinci's hand as he said.

"I'll feed you, just sit still."

"Oh"

Bian Yue nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you dear for taking care of me!"

She seldom said such words, but in a cute and coquettish tone.

Shen Jinci looked at her with an uncontrollable smile and tender eyes. He blew the porridge in his hand to cool it down, and slowly fed it to Bian Yue's lips. He didn't put the bowl aside until the porridge was empty.

How could Bian Yue not see that he was worried? "Shen Jinci, do you have anything to say to me?"