Chapter 893: He Jichen, Let’s Have A Baby (43)
Chapter 893: He Jichen, Let’s Have A Baby (43)
Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_
It was the man who carried her away the night before and the same man who dropped her home the day before that.
Han Zhifan didn't know what the man said, but Cheng Weiwan raised her head and smiled at him. Thereafter, the man reached his hand out and stroked Cheng Weiwan's forehead.
Han Zhifan squinted as he watched. Both hands in his pockets couldn't help but ball into fists.
He was probably checking her temperature. After a while, he withdrew his hand and tried to persuade her to do something. She didn't say anything but shook her head at him. It looked like he couldn't persuade her because he pulled out some food from the bag he was carrying and gave it to her. After he watched her eat it, he opened a bottle of water and handed it to her.
While Cheng Weiwan was drinking it, the man pulled out a bag of medicine and handed it to her too.
Cheng Weiwan must've said "Thank you" to the man. She then took it and tilted her head, swallowing a pill.
The man wasn't in a hurry to leave, so he continued to stay by Cheng Weiwan's side.
Although it rained the night before, the weather was pleasant now. The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the entire city in a warm glow.
As time passed, the sun gradually set. The temperature dropped outside and the man removed his outer jacket to cover Cheng Weiwan with it.
Cheng Weiwan not only didn't reject it but turned her head and smiled at the man.
It wasn't clear what they were talking about, but they seemed to be chatting happily away.
The glow of the sunset radiated a warmth upon them.
Standing in front of the window, Han Zhifan watched them for a long time before he suddenly felt that this whole picture was an eyesore.
It seemed like he was angry one second, but in the next moment, he wasn't anymore. He started to feel annoyed because he couldn't figure out how he felt. He grabbed the pack of cigarettes on the window sill and stepped into the restroom.
Han Zhifan didn't leave the restroom until he smoked every last cigarette in the pack.
Covered with the smell of cigarettes, he didn't get close to Cheng Han. Instead, he walked over to the balcony.
The sun had set and night had fallen. The hospital's street lights were all on and the two of them were still chatting outside.
But this time, Han Zhifan didn't watch for too long. The man pulled out the phone in his pockets and walked to one side to take the call.
A couple seconds later, the man hung up and walked back over to Cheng Weiwan.
Cheng Weiwan spoke first. After she finished, the man nodded then said something to her again. Her reaction was the exact opposite of the man's as she gently shook her head.
Although Han Zhifan couldn't hear their conversation, he could tell by their reactions that they were saying their goodbyes.
He guessed correctly. A couple seconds later, the man left, leaving Cheng Weiwan alone.
When the man was there, Cheng Weiwan looked no different from how Han Zhifan remembered her. Perhaps he was overthinking things, but after the man left, he thought that Cheng Weiwan had zoned out completely. Every now and then, she stared at one spot for a long time.
It gradually got later in the evening. Cheng Weiwan was still outside zoned out and hadn't shown any signs of wanting to leave.
It wasn't yet spring, so the weather was rather cold. With his superb eyesight, Han Zhifan could tell Cheng Weiwan was so cold that she was shivering.