usenovelonline Chapter 1612 - 1594
Chapter 1612 - 1594
Wen Zaao originally wanted to get up, but after hearing Lin Zixuan’s words, she suddenly became quiet. She hugged the man in reverse, her calf hooked between the man’s thighs, and said in a gentle voice: "Lin Zixuan, can’t you see we’re strengthening our relationship? Please leave!"
Lin Zixuan was about to explode with anger. He originally came to apologize to Wen Zaao, after all, she had done a lot for him. He felt it necessary to compensate her.
But upon seeing this scene, compensate? Ha!
He pointed angrily at Wen Zaao! "Wen Zaao! Fine! You really have guts! I was wrong about you!"
He couldn’t stand the scene in front of him, so Lin Zixuan turned around in anger and slammed the door forcefully.
The room returned to its usual calm. Wen Zaao patted the man on her body, "The play is over, you can get up now!"
"..." No movement.
"Hey! Get up for me!" Wen Zaao pushed hard.
But soon she realized something was wrong. Her hand was sticky, and a strong smell of blood began to spread faintly.
Hospital.
The light in the operating room was on for nearly two hours before it went out. After all, the man fainted in her own home, she didn’t want to be involved in any murder case, so she stayed at the hospital until the man’s surgery was over.
"Little girl, is the person inside your boyfriend? Dressed like that, like a prince from ancient times, is he acting? But why does he have such long hair like a woman?"
Recalling the first time she saw the man, his hair fell like a waterfall. Because of that long hair and his pale, bloodless face, she subconsciously thought he was a ghost.
Wen Zaao didn’t mind the word boyfriend, and hurriedly asked, "Is he out of danger now?"
"He’s temporarily out of danger. Nowadays, you rarely see actors this dedicated, using real swords in acting. If the sword had pierced one inch deeper, you wouldn’t have been able to save your boyfriend’s life. Here’s the medical bill, pay it when you have time."
The doctor gave a few more instructions before leaving.
The word medical bill woke Wen Zaao up. She was busy waving her hand to explain, but the doctor had already left, leaving only a tired back.
Wen Zaao was depressed, he wasn’t her boyfriend.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the amount on the medical bill, instinctively covering her flat wallet, as if she could already foresee the big red banknotes drifting away from her...
Ouch... heartbreaking!
The man had just finished surgery, his face was still pale. The house was too dimly lit for her to see this thief’s appearance clearly; it was so enchanting, like something out of a comic.
No, his features were more three-dimensional than comic characters, his brow had a bit of height, and his eyes seemed deep even when closed.
It wasn’t long before fatigue and drunkenness hit her in succession. Wen Zaao couldn’t help but let out a heavy yawn, but she couldn’t leave yet. The man broke into her house at night, his identity unknown, and most importantly, she had paid so much for his medical bills! Even if he didn’t have to pay her back, he must give an explanation!
As she was thinking, a nurse came in holding something. She smiled at Wen Zaao and said, "Miss, is your boyfriend an actor? This was taken from his body during surgery. It must be a prop, right? It really looks real."
Wen Zaao wanted to wave her hand to deny it, but her gaze was caught by the gold medal in the nurse’s hand. She stood up, grabbed the gold medal, and examined it closely, "Are you saying this gold medal was pulled out from him?"
This pattern, she knew too well!
"...Yes, yes."
The nurse was puzzled.
The traditional characters on the gold medal were hard to recognize, but Wen Zaao still recognized the words engraved on it—Ye Chenwang Ling.
On the reverse side of the gold medal was a dragon, coiled above, its mouth open wide, and her slender fingers gently traced it, able to clearly see the dragon’s whiskers on its head.
Wen Zaao’s heart was tight, she quickly ran out, and after a few steps, she remembered something and turned back, instructing the nurse: "Keep an eye on him, if he wakes up, don’t let him go anywhere until I return!"
She hurried back home, rushing straight to the bedroom as soon as she entered. She took a diary from the nightstand, brought it to the desk, and sat down.
She was a bit anxious, appearing flustered.
Opening the diary, she found the totem and repeatedly compared it with the totem on the back of the gold medal.
After a while, Wen Zaao calmed down from her shock. In the silent night, she could hear her heart pounding loudly.
It’s been twenty years, a full twenty years.
She gripped the gold medal tightly, twenty years ago, her father disappeared while exploring Ye Chen’s Tomb, and along with her father, a gold medal from Ye Chen’s Tomb vanished too!
The gold medal that disappeared twenty years ago reappeared, it would be a lie to say Wen Zaao wasn’t excited.
...
Wen Zaao only slept for three hours at home and returned to the hospital at dawn.
At this time, a few nurses in white coats gathered around the door of Chu Ge’s ward, making quite a lively noise.
"So handsome, I heard he came wearing ancient costumes, he must be an actor."
"But I’ve never seen him on TV before? Could he be a newcomer?"
"So handsome, he’s going to be a big hit! I’ll go ask for an autograph later."
"What! Stop guessing! That person is a lunatic, always calling himself ’this king,’ as if he’s a prince. Just now, when Xiao Qiao went to give him an injection, he twisted her wrist, too scary."
It was still early, there weren’t many family members in the corridor, only a few patients walking back and forth for morning exercises. As she stepped out of the elevator, she heard the nurse’s discussion, and her heart tightened. She quickly ran over.
"What’s going on?" The moment Wen Zaao entered, she saw Chu Ge’s hospital gown stained with blood, yet he stubbornly supported himself, vigilantly glaring at the doctors and nurses.
Chu Ge saw her come in, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
"Little girl, thank goodness you’re here. Does your boyfriend have mental issues? As soon as he woke up, he twisted one of our nurse’s wrists, and now we’re all too scared to go near him."
Wen Zaao’s head buzzed a bit, she apologized to the doctor: "I’m sorry for causing trouble, please leave this to me, I’ll try to calm him down, okay?"
The doctor was wary of getting involved any further, fearing he’d be the next one with a twisted wrist. Hearing Wen Zaao’s suggestion, he was happy to comply, "We’ll step out then."
The doctors and nurses all left, leaving only Wen Zaao and Chu Ge in the room.
Wen Zaao looked at him, the man’s hair hung loosely and a bit messy, yet not disheveled, his chiseled features were even more striking than when he was asleep, especially those eyes like black obsidian, deep and narrow, with an unfathomable expression.
"Hello, I’m Wen Zaao, don’t worry, I won’t hurt you." Wen Zaao cautiously approached, "Let’s sit down first and talk slowly, okay? Look, your wound is already open, if you keep pushing like this, it’ll be life-threatening."