Chapter 431: Chapter 430 Will You Marry Me (6)
Just now, Dr. Yuan sent someone to inform him that if Dong Xin Yan asked who brought her to the hospital, they were to answer that they did not know and simply say it was a Good Samaritan.
So at this moment, the doctor followed Dr. Yuan’s instructions and replied to Dong Xin Yan, "It was a Good Samaritan who saw you faint on the road and brought you here."
"Ah? Really?"
Dong Xin Yan responded blankly, confused and unsure if she had walked close to the hospital herself. She couldn’t remember at all.
Unable to recall, Dong Xin Yan decided to stop trying for the moment, looked at the doctor, and continued to ask, "Then where is that Good Samaritan? I’d like to thank him."
"He left after bringing you to the hospital."
"Did he? Did he leave any contact information?"
"No."
Dong Xin Yan felt rather regretful, her face dimming slightly, "That’s fine then, thank you, doctor."
The doctor nodded at her, turned around, and left the ward.
Dong Xin Yan sat on the bed in a daze for a while before slowly coming to her senses. She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on the coat hanging on a chair, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and went to grab her bag.
As she reached for it, because the bag was open, a piece of paper inside fluttered out.
The light piece of paper floated in the air a few times before landing by Dong Xin Yan’s feet.
Dong Xin Yan glanced downward, and her eyes froze. Out of nowhere, her mind was flooded with all the things she wanted to forget, and her heart trembled violently.
No matter how much she wanted to escape reality, reality was right in front of her, leaving her with no room to evade.
A million.
The love between her and Ziyang over so many years, the affection they shared, couldn’t be severed by a million, ten million, or even a billion, no amount of money could break it.
But... it was precisely because she loved him so much that she dared not take another step toward him now.
How could she... ruin his future, ruin his life?
A tear dropped and hit the floor, landing precisely on the check, the water quickly blurring the series of zeros on it.
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When Dong Xin Yan walked out of the hospital, the snow had stopped, and the ground was covered with a layer of snow, sharply contrasting with the twilight sky, but the wind was still harshly cold.
This was a private hospital, frequented by the wealthy and noble, who mostly had cars, so taxis rarely came by. After waiting a while with no car coming, and having no drivers accepting her ride request, Dong Xin Yan decided to walk to the main road to catch a cab.
The road was a bit of a distance from the hospital, and it would take at least twenty minutes for her to walk there.
Though Dong Xin Yan was wearing quite a lot, the sudden drop in temperature after the snowfall, combined with just waking from a faint, left her body weak. Even wrapped tightly, she soon found herself shivering incessantly, unable to withstand the cold after only a few minutes, but she gritted her teeth and kept moving forward.
A black Bentley silently followed behind her. Old Chen, observing Dong Xin Yan’s shivering silhouette in the distance, couldn’t help but speak, "Young master, it’s too cold. If Miss Dong continues walking like this, she’s bound to fall ill. Should we ask her to get in the car?"
As Old Chen spoke, he glanced at the rearview mirror, noticing that the young master’s gaze had been fixed on the figure ahead for a long time.