Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033: Chapter 1033: None of Your Business

Lian Qingyang stood by the window, the cold wind blowing in, cooling his heated heart.

He worried that the strong wind might make Jin Yan in the ward sicker, so he only stood there for a short while before returning to the ward. He sat on the neighboring bed, his eyes fixed on the water in the IV drip, gradually calming down.

Cooled down, Lian Qingyang tilted his head in thought, looking at Jin Yan sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, and muttered to himself: It’s all that dream’s fault!

"Nurse, the IV drip is empty."

When Lian Qingyang saw the IV drip was empty, he called the nurse. Though Jin Yan slept sweetly, Lian Qingyang’s stomach started to sing "The Empty City Plan".

It was already six in the evening. Walking through the corridor, the aroma of food mixed with the smell of disinfectant wafted through. Even someone as germophobic as him couldn’t help but want a bite of hot food.

Sister, dear sister, you haven’t forgotten about me, right?

Lian Qingyang frequently glanced at the door, hoping to see Tang Yue’s celestial-like face and thinking about the fragrant dishes she cooked, causing his stomach to keep rumbling.

Mr. Tang’s braised beef shank!

Lian Qingyang couldn’t help but lick his lips at the thought of the braised beef shank, imagining himself gnawing on the tendons, savoring the marrow inside, making his stomach growl even more.

I can’t take it anymore; my stomach’s completely empty.

Lian Qingyang stood at the ward’s door, looking back and forth, muttering to himself but daring not to leave. Though there were no more drips, who knew if there might be something else later?

Leaving a girl alone in the ward, lonely and uncared for, isn’t what a man should do.

"Xiao Yang?" Jin Yan’s weak voice sounded.

The ward was very quiet, and Lian Qingyang’s stomach growling had woken Jin Yan.

"Gold, you’re awake?"

"Does your head still feel dizzy? Is there anywhere else uncomfortable?"

Lian Qingyang turned around and walked over, seeing her usually spirited and lively self now weak, which truly made her look pitiable.

Lian Qingyang reached out his hand to her forehead, still a bit warm, but much cooler than before.

Jin Yan dumbfoundedly looked at Lian Qingyang, as his concerned words and slightly cold hand landed on her forehead, carrying his unique scent with a faint hint of smoke.

She must be infatuated, as even the faint smoke smell on him fascinated her.

"Did the fever make you dull?" Lian Qingyang leaned down, looking at Jin Yan’s silly appearance, couldn’t help muttering: "Gold, is there anywhere else you’re uncomfortable? What number is this?"

Lian Qingyang held up one finger.

Jin Yan: "..."

"What’s this number?" Lian Qingyang held up two fingers.

Jin Yan gave him a glance, without saying a word.

Lian Qingyang jumped up, shouting: "Oh no, you’ve really become sillier from the fever."

"Doctor, I need to call the doctor."

As he said this, he ran outside, looking as if the sky was falling, making Jin Yan unable to help but twitch her mouth as she shouted at Lian Qingyang: "Xiao Yang, you might not care, but I still do."

Last time when her period came, and the cramps made it seem like she was miscarrying because of Lian Qingyang’s actions.

Today, he brought her to see the doctor, who thought she had some severe illness.

If Lian Qingyang told the doctor she had become dull from the fever, she felt she would never return to this hospital.

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