Chapter 89 Relieved and Content
Shen Jinci understood what Bian Yue meant.

Li Siheng unilaterally chose a path that he thought was good for Bian Yue.

As for Bian Yue’s thoughts, they were not within his consideration.

Shen Jinci hugged Bian Yue tightly, patting her back gently to calm her almost collapsed emotions.

The operation lasted until late at night. The doctor told Li Tingmo and others that the patient was out of danger for the time being, but the situation in the future was still not optimistic.

Bian Yue stood aside, listening without saying a word.

Shen Jinci touched her hair. His tone was calm, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said calmly, "Li Siheng should wake up in a few hours. I know you have a lot of things to ask him. Yueyue, you two can have a good chat. I'll wait for you in the car."

Bian Yue looked at Shen Jinci in astonishment, with a hesitant expression, "You...you won't come with me?"

"Well," Shen Jinci touched her hair: "I'll wait for you in the car and go home together."

He said, kissing her forehead.

Shen Jinci understood one thing at a young age, and that was accomplishment.

Obsession only traps people.

Even though Bian Yue no longer loves Li Siheng, she still cares about him.

So, instead of putting her in a dilemma and making her feel uneasy, it would be better for me to make the decision for her from the beginning.

Xiaoyueliang is such a kind person that he would never bear to let someone who cares about him get hurt, not to mention that he made such a big concession tonight.

This move could move Bian Yue, but it could also completely cut off any possibility between the two of them.

Cullinan stopped in the silent rainy night, the wipers gently washed away the rain, erasing the traces, and the street lights cast warm light and shadows.

The fireworks on Shen Jinci's fingertips flickered, and in the quiet night, the smoke flowed with unspeakable depth.

He stared towards the hospital building; the entrance was empty.

Bian Yue will come back.

he knows.

What he had to do was to let her feel relieved and walk towards him.
Bian Yue didn't know how long she had sat beside Li Siheng's bed. The man was pale and his face was hidden in the dim light. Only the ventilator was running smoothly, reminding Bian Yue of his existence.

Outside the door, the nurses on duty were whispering, discussing the secrets of the wealthy family.

"When will this rain stop? It's making us work overtime here."

"Even if it doesn't rain, we still have to work overtime today. The young master of the Li family had a close call this time, which directly alarmed the dean, and everyone in the hospital is busy as hell."

"Hey, do you think it can be cured? Will he die young? It's time to die. After all, fate is hard to defy. Even if you're a billionaire, you'll still die."

"Don't talk nonsense! Are you crazy?" the other party said in a horrified tone.

The two were immersed in their conversation when they looked up and saw the door was opened from the inside. Bian Yue was standing at the door, looking at them expressionlessly.

They were both shocked and apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry! Miss Bian, we were just bored on duty, so we just said that casually!" "Yes, Miss Bian, I'm sorry!"

Bian Yue looked calm and indifferent, "No one wants to get sick. If you have to work overtime, I will ask the hospital to give you a raise, but please don't curse behind your back."

"I'm sorry, Miss Bian, we didn't mean it!" The young nurse who was just talking about 'died young' with relish, now turned pale, bowed and said sorry.

Bian Yue had no expression on his face, but seeing the trembling appearance of the young nurse, he frowned and slowed down his voice: "I don't mean to pursue you, but no one deserves to die."

After she finished speaking, she walked back without waiting for the two young nurses to respond.

After walking along the long corridor and arriving in front of the bed, Bian Yue was stunned.

Li Siheng had just woken up and was lying on the hospital bed, looking at him with gentle eyes and a mild expression.

He heard her defense, so he smiled faintly, his peach blossom eyes softened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yueyue."

Bian Yue's face froze, and then she sat down on the chair next to Li Siheng.

She lowered her eyes, her face calm, and said calmly: "I know everything today, and your parents have guessed it too."

"Really?" Li Siheng smiled and didn't mind. He said, "It doesn't matter. Now it's done and you got what you wanted, so it doesn't matter anymore, right?"

Bian Yue's expression was complicated. She was born beautiful and lively, so she could be pleasing to the eye with this questioning attitude. She stared at Li Siheng and said in a deep voice: "Li Siheng, today I just want to ask you, do you think you are right and not wrong at all?"

"I don't think I did anything right." Li Siheng said calmly. He looked at Bian Yue with complicated eyes and raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her cheek. Bian Yue dodged him, so he slowly put his hand down and said calmly, "I was just thinking about what I could do for you."

"Should I praise your love?"

Bian Yue laughed in anger, "Of course you can say that you forced me to leave because you were terminally ill, but you never asked for my opinion, Li Siheng, in the past, as a boyfriend, you didn't respect me!"

She spoke of respect, and meant it.

The already thin smile on Li Siheng's face faded even more. He narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Yueyue, I accept whatever you say. I just want you to be happier now."

Bian Yue took a deep breath, holding back the complicated emotions that were surging. She asked the next question with a hoarse voice, "Is this a terminal illness?"

"Well, it can't be cured." Li Siheng answered calmly, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with smiles, which were too moving. "Yueyue, do you think this is the price I paid for betraying you?"

Bian Yue was speechless.

Bian Yue couldn't say anything cruel to an old friend who was suffering from a terminal illness.

Li Siheng also guessed it, so he continued with a smile, "In order to prevent you from being implicated, I forced you to leave the Li family, but I also slept with another woman and betrayed our love. So, you don't have to bear any burden. All the decisions were made by me. I never thought of kidnapping you."

"Li Siheng, if I were 18 years old this year, I would definitely be grateful for what you said and think you are selfless." Bian Yue's eyes were red, and she couldn't hold back her anger when she was emotional. "But I'm not a young girl anymore. I just think you are selfish!"

What fierce words of indignation.

Li Siheng accepted everything. He looked at Bian Yue's clear and clean almond-shaped eyes, and in the quiet rainy night, he said from the bottom of his heart, word by word: "Yes, I am selfish."

Bian Yue's anger suddenly stopped. She looked at him and slowly stood up. "You are a patient. You should have a good rest. I have said everything I want to say. I will leave first. Next time, I will bring Jin Ci to see you."

Li Siheng's expression changed slightly. He suddenly raised his hand, grasped Bian Yue's wrist, and whispered in a low voice, "Bian Yue, don't go."

Bian Yue's expression was calm. "Li Siheng, it's raining outside, and my husband is still waiting for me to come home."