flstandardbreds Chapter 147 You Don't Have to Love Me
Chapter 147 You Don't Have to Love Me
Shen Feiwan glared at him, "Aren't you just being unreasonable?"
To say he was being unreasonable? Bo Junxing was both angry and amused, so angry that his chest ached.
He stared at Shen Feiwan and suddenly made another, even more unreasonable request: "I want to take a shower."
"What?" Shen Feiwan was speechless. "Can you even take a bath in your current condition?"
"As long as you don't mind the trouble, just be careful not to let the water get on my wound."
"...I mean you're still on an IV drip."
"Then wait until I finish my IV drip."
"you sure?"
"Yes, I feel very dirty."
Shen Feiwan sighed, "But I think it's more reliable for me to ask a doctor."
After she finished speaking, she put the water glass back on the bedside table, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Upon seeing this, Bo Junxing immediately stopped her, "So are you really going to ask the doctor, or are you planning to never come back?"
"...You don't need to think of me like that. Since I promised to take care of you, I definitely won't leave. You wait."
After saying that, she added, "By the way, have you had dinner yet?"
"Can't eat it."
"That won't do. The weaker your body is, the more you need to ensure you get enough nutrition."
"Why do you care about me now?"
"My polite concern for you doesn't conflict with my not loving you, just like I don't love you but can still have fun with you." "The doctor advised me to fast for 6 hours."
"..." Shen Feiwan nodded. "What about the water? Is it drinkable?"
"can."
"Okay, I'll go find a doctor."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door, but after taking only two steps, Bo Junxing suddenly called out to her, "Shen Feiwan."
Shen Feiwan stopped and turned to look at him. "Hmm?"
Bo Junxing's eyes held a complex expression, and his tone was somewhat tentative, "Actually, isn't it fine like this just now?"
Shen Feiwan was silent for a moment, then said, "If you want too much, it won't be good."
After saying that, she turned and left the ward without hesitation.
A dozen minutes later, Shen Feiwan returned.
She sat down on the edge of the bed again. "The doctor said you can't take a bath, but you can wipe your body down."
Bo Junxing leaned against the headboard, his face still pale. "Then will you help me wipe it?"
Shen Feiwan looked up at him and said in a calm tone, "Sure. After you finish your IV drip, I'll wipe you down while you tell me how you got injured."
"..." Bo Junxing remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "But what interests me more is how you managed to find out about Shen Zhizhi in such a short time."
Shen Feiwan frowned, her tone tinged with impatience, "Look, here you are again. Didn't we agree not to ask?"
"Yes, you forbid me from asking, but you keep asking me. You know everything about me."
"So you're getting less and less patient with me now?" Shen Feiwan said casually. "Then promise me you'll sign the divorce papers, and then we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after you're discharged from the hospital."
"..." Bo Junxing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, "Shen Feiwan, it's not up to you to say whatever you want."
Shen Feiwan looked at him seriously and said, "But you saw it too, you and my friend got into trouble together, and I chose my friend without hesitation. Do you really think you still need to try to win me back, or try to move me? What are you expecting? Expecting me to suddenly realize that I can't live without you? Do you think that's possible?"
Bo Junxing stared into her eyes, equally serious, "Why is it impossible? This really happened to me."
Shen Feiwan laughed, a hint of sarcasm in her smile. "What is this, a confession?"
Bo Junxing's eyes darkened, as if he hesitated, but he quickly spoke again, "If you want to hear me confess, I can tell you. Shen Feiwan, I have feelings for you."
Shen Feiwan frowned and rubbed her temples. "But in my heart—" "Enough."
Bo Junxing knew what Shen Feiwan was going to say, so he interrupted her, "The water is almost finished dripping, go and call the nurse to take care of it."
"But I don't have you in my heart." Shen Feiwan finished what she hadn't said before, her tone as calm as if stating a simple fact.
Bo Junxing felt a tightness in his chest, as if someone had squeezed his heart tightly.
He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse, "Go find a nurse."
Shen Feiwan didn't move. "Just press the bell, don't you know that?"
Bo Junxing sneered, his eyes filled with suppressed anger. "Do I have to know everything? I don't live in the hospital."
Shen Feiwan looked at him, "Are you angry because you're embarrassed?"
Bo Junxing took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Can I ask you to go find a nurse? I feel uncomfortable somewhere and need to talk to a nurse."
Shen Feiwan stared at his face for a few seconds, her tone tinged with doubt, "Really?"
Why would I joke about my own body?
"Okay, then I'll go find a doctor."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left the ward.
Bo Junxing watched her close the door, and finally couldn't help himself, sweeping everything on the bedside table onto the floor.
The glass shattered into several pieces, and the cell phone crashed heavily to the ground.
He leaned against the headboard, his chest heaving violently, the anger in his heart almost consuming him.
He was feeling unwell; his heart felt uncomfortable, as if it were being squeezed tightly, making it hard to breathe.
Not long after, Shen Feiwan returned.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw shards of glass scattered all over the floor and a cell phone lying on the ground. She realized that she was right not to actually call the doctor.
A nurse was following behind her. The nurse was a kind older woman who, seeing the scene, didn't say anything. Instead, she asked Shen Feiwan in a good-natured manner:
"What happened? Did they have a fight? The patient needs to rest now, so it's best to be patient with him and help him stay in a good mood."
Shen Feiwan smiled, said nothing, and silently bent down to pick up the phone from the ground.
Seeing this, the nurse quickly stopped her, saying, "Put the glass away. I'll have the cleaning lady come over in a bit. She has the tools. You'll hurt yourself if you use your hands. Besides, this kind of trash needs to be sorted."
Shen Feiwan nodded her thanks.
After the nurse left, she walked to the bedside, looked down at Bo Junxing, and asked, "Do you feel like killing me right now?"
After venting his anger, Bo Junxing calmed down a bit.
Hearing Shen Feiwan's question, his mind was filled with complicated thoughts. Just now, when Shen Feiwan raised this question, he thought of what Yue Ying had done to him—that almost insane possessiveness and destructiveness made him feel nauseous.
He was silent for a few seconds, then looked at Shen Feiwan. "If you can't have something, destroy it. That's what an incompetent person does. You don't have to love me, Shen Feiwan, but don't mistake me for someone who will stop at nothing."