Chapter 203 - Chapter 203: Are You Drunk?
Chapter 203: Are You Drunk?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lin Gantang did not know that Gu Zhichuan was also in the hospital at that time.
Feng Yangyang stood before him helplessly.
“Is this what you mean by uncomfortable?” Gu Zhichuan held various reports and coldly handed them to her for her to take a good look. He said incredulously, “Anemia? Feng Yangyang, before 1 sent you to the hospital, 1 almost thought that you had a relapse after surgery.”
“I’m not lying to you. I’m really not feeling well.” Feng Yangyang shook her head desperately. “I felt like my heart was being stabbed by needles. 1 almost couldn’t breathe. Why would I use my health to scare you?” she said with tears in her eyes.
“I have no way of knowing about that. 1 only know that the doctor said that there’s no major problem with your condition after reading the report.” Gu Zhichuan stuffed the report into Feng Yangyang’s arms and left without waiting for her to take it.
Feng Yangyang quickly caught up with him. She held his hand and sobbed as she explained, “1 didn’t lie to you. Didn’t you see that my lips were purple?”
“I’m very busy with work at the end of the year. Can you not disturb me? I’ll give you the driver’s number. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, ask him to send you to the hospital.” Gu Zhichuan was impatient.
Feng Yangyang stared blankly at the hand that had been flung away. She only wanted to prevent him from leaving, so she grabbed him tightly without hesitation.
However, the moment she looked up, she accidentally saw a woman’s face behind the elevator door that was about to close. A great wave of fear swept over her body, and Feng Yangyang screamed in terror.
“Keep quiet in the hospital!” Gu Zhichuan frowned. “Why are you shouting!”
“No, no!” Feng Yangyang hugged him in fear. “I saw her – the person who kidnapped me and tried to kill me!”
Gu Zhichuan could feel her body trembling. Her fear was real.
“Where?” Gu Zhichuan asked seriously.
Feng Yangyang shivered as she pointed at the elevator behind him.
However, when Gu Zhichuan turned around, the elevator door had already closed.
“I saw her! Zhichuan, I’m so scared. Is she here to harm me? Will she still kill me?” Feng Yangyang kept asking in panic.
Gu Zhichuan felt some pain from being strangled by her.
At that time, the person who harmed Feng Yangyang had never been found. Now that she said that she was in the hospital, Gu Zhichuan had to take it seriously.
However, there were many people coming and going. It would not be easy to find her.
Feng Yangyang said that she wanted to check the surveillance cameras, but not just anyone could check the hospital’s surveillance cameras. Feng Yangyang refused to give up. In the end, it was Gu Zhichuan who used his connections to get the hospital’s security department to reluctantly agree.
The woman in the surveillance camera was wearing an inconspicuous black coat. Her scarf and hair that was scattered on the side of her face almost covered half of her face. Coupled with the distortion of the surveillance camera, it was difficult to see clearly.
Gu Zhichuan felt that it was a little familiar, but he couldn’t think of who it was.
“Don’t go out for the time being. Be careful.” Gu Zhichuan suppressed his impatience towards Feng Yangyang. If he knew that someone was trying to harm her and still ignored her and made her leave North Mountain Villa, he would have to bear the responsibility if a life was lost.
Feng Yangyang followed him back to the North Mountain Villa uneasily. She could see that Gu Zhichuan was getting colder and colder to her. She had already moved in, but their relationship did not advance as fast as she had imagined.
Feng Yangyang sat quietly on the sofa, looking at Gu Zhichuan, who had become increasingly silent after returning home. Her eyes flashed.
She cooked a number of dishes and took out two bottles of the strongest wine. During the meal, she mentioned Ruan Ning in a nostalgic tone. Then, she watched him drink one glass after another, watching his clear gaze gradually become blurred.
Feng Yangyang slowly put down her chopsticks. “Zhichuan, you’re drunk..”