A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You - Chapter 975

Chapter 975: Taking Medicine (10)

Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

Han Zhifan was just about to reply with the sentence: “Asking you to come drinking and enjoy being treated like you’re in heaven.” However, those generous words only reached the corners of his lips before he saw a familiar figure up ahead on the sidewalk through the windshield.

It’s her?

Han Zhifan didn’t hesitate to slam on the brakes.

The car stopped as he threw his phone aside. He pushed the car door open and ran over to the sidewalk.

The pale-faced Cheng Weiwan was motionlessly lying on the ground with her eyes shut.

Han Zhifan bent over and reached out to slap her little face. Seeing as her eyelashes didn’t even show signs of quivering, he hurriedly picked her up and ran back to the side of the car. He pulled the door open then shoved her in. Without even putting on her seatbelt, he grabbed the steering wheel and rushed to the nearest hospital.

Just as he was about to head to the hospital, Han Zhifan heard his friend’s voice coming from the phone he chucked onto the front passenger seat. “Master Han? You’re messing with me, right? Master Han, are there people like you who wake people up in the middle of the night and not say a word? What’s the meaning of this? Master Han?!”

Han Zhifan constantly watched the unconscious Cheng Weiwan sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He picked up his phone and replied in annoyance, “Shut up.”

“What the f*ck! Master Han, you’re the one who called me and you’re telling me to shut up…”

He drove to the hospital and parked his car in a random spot. Then he carried Cheng Weiwan and stepped into the A&E building.

After twenty minutes of fussing around, Cheng Weiwan was sent to a patient room.

The doctor said she was fine; she just hadn’t had much rest lately and fainted from fatigue. After putting her on an IV drip, she would be discharged the next day.

Han Zhifan didn’t say anything but nodded gently as if to say he understood.

The doctor left with the words: “If there’s anything you need, press the call button,” Then the doctor left the patient room.

Han Zhifan stood on the spot for a while then turned his head and glanced at Cheng Weiwan, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed.

He pulled out his phone, wanting to give his housekeeper a call to tell her to take care of Cheng Weiwan before he killed that thought just as he was about to unlock the screen. After he put his phone away, he walked over to the window and stared out at the night sky.

The room was so quiet that he could hear the dripping of the IV drip.

He counted every drip. When he lost count around the hundredth drip, he turned his head and glanced at the IV bag.

There was still over half a bag left. He averted his gaze then gazed at her face and lingered there against his will.

Her eyelashes were still so long, but her eyebags were dark and a little heavy.

He remembered how she didn’t have dark eye bags in the past. She often proudly worked all-nighters writing her scripts and he proudly told her that someone as naturally beautiful as her, who didn’t get dark eyebags after staying up, was very, very rare.

From what he remembered, her lips were a very pretty pale red, but now, her lips were always pale.

She had really become a lot skinnier, and her wrists were so thin that he could snap them if he exerted some force.

Han Zhifan didn’t realize just how long he had been staring at Cheng Weiwan; he only withdrew his gaze when he heard her phone ringing. He scanned around the room for it then walked over to the bedside table, opened her bag, and pulled out her phone.

It turned out to be an alarm.

She hadn’t changed her habit of waking up in the middle of the night to write stories?

Han Zhifan casually turned her alarm off then threw her phone back into her bag. He saw a pack of pills there.

Chapter 976: Backing Down (1)

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He recognized it as the box of pills she pulled out outside his apartment building.

There were many words on the box and they weren’t emergency contraceptive pills as he thought.

Han Zhifan wasn’t familiar with medicine, so he wasn’t particularly sure of the name of the medication and what it was used to treat.

He just thought she had been unwell lately. He casually picked up the box of pills and read the basic information on the back.

When he read the line describing the purpose of the medication, he found the key usage: Clinical Depression.

This… is medicine to treat clinical depression?

Han Zhifan’s mind instantly turned blank. Without knowing it, he stared at the words on the box for a long while before he slowly raised his head and looked over at Cheng Weiwan as she slept in the bed.

She… has been taking medicine for clinical depression all this time?

For how long? Is it minor or major depression?

Han Zhifan squeezed the box with his fingers as thoughts flashed across his mind. He couldn’t help but slowly strengthen his grip.

It was no wonder that when he saw her lately, she had blank stares every now and then. It was like her soul had left her body and for a long time, she wouldn’t come back to her senses.

He thought she just had things on her mind. Now, it seemed like he was wrong to think she was daydreaming…

He remembered that in the past, she was very quiet but she was the peaceful type of quiet. Now, she seemed quiet but rather lifeless.

He thought it was because her personality changed after giving birth. He never imagined that it was actually clinical depression…

A faint voice was suddenly heard in the silent room. “Hanhan… Hanhan…”

Han Zhifan snapped back to reality. His gaze was transfixed on the tears pouring out from the corners of Cheng Weiwan’s eyes.

“Hanhan… Hanhan…” she repeatedly muttered those two words.

More and more tears fell until she started to sob very quietly while still unconscious.

She cried for a while before she suddenly started to murmur, “Hanhan, you can’t leave mummy… Hanhan…”

“…Hanhan, you can’t leave mummy. They all left mummy… you can’t leave mummy again… Hanhan… Mummy only has you…”

As she said this, she must’ve really wanted to cry out loud from the immense pain, but even in her dreams, she wasn’t able to cry freely.

Han Zhifan stared at the stifled and struggling Cheng Weiwan with something stuck in his throat. It bobbed up and down, making him choke painfully.

He didn’t know just how much time had passed before he came back to his senses. By now, she had quieted down. Her eyelashes were wet and there were still teardrops in the corners of her eyes.

Her IV bag was empty.

Han Zhifan gulped then put the box back into Cheng Weiwan’s bag. He straightened up and pressed the call button above the bedside table.

The nurse quickly rushed in and helped take the needle out of Cheng Weiwan.

After the nurse left, Han Zhifan stood by the bed for a short while. Then he turned around, walked out of the room, and left the hospital.

It was already late at night. Han Zhifan stood on the sidewalk, lit a cigarette, and called the same friends he woke up earlier. After he hung up, he lit another cigarette and put it out after smoking just half. He got in the car and headed back home.

Han Zhifan woke up early the next morning.

The housekeeper had breakfast ready. When she saw him coming downstairs, she immediately pulled out a chair for him at the dining table.

After he sat down, Han Zhifan reached out to take the bowl of congee from the housekeeper. He took just two gulps when he had a sudden thought and stopped.

Chapter 977: Backing Down (2)

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He stared at the bowl of pork congee for a moment like someone who didn’t care about a thing. He turned and looked at the housekeeper standing beside him. “Give her a call and tell her to remember to go to the hospital today.”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment before she realized who Han Zhifan meant by “her.” She hurriedly cried “yes,” and ran into the living room in a hurry to grab the home phone and make a call.

Han Zhifan went to the hospital first. The doctor had already given Cheng Han a physical examination. After Han Zhifan arrived, he signed some papers and was taken to the operating room where they sent Cheng Han soon afterward.

Cheng Weiwan arrived not long after the doors to the operating room closed.

“Where’s Hanhan?” she asked.

After the housekeeper explained the situation, she didn’t say anything.

She must’ve not wanted to stand too close to him, because she chose to stand in front of the window. The window was further away from the tightly shut doors of the operating room that she was glaring at.

A call came in – it was the company calling. Han Zhifan suddenly remembered he had a contract to sign today and hurriedly picked up the call.

He spoke on the phone for a long time with the business partner of that project.

After hanging up, he glanced at the window and saw Cheng Weiwan’s dazed gaze outside the window.

Han Zhifan put his phone away for a moment then stared at Cheng Weiwan for a while before he put it back into his pocket.

When it was almost noon, Cheng Han came out of the operating room.

“The young master is finally out…” The housekeeper muttered to the wet nurse next to him then ran over to the operating room doors.

Cheng Weiwan, who was standing dazed in front of the window, quickly looked back at Cheng Han on the hospital bed. Then she immediately strode over to him.

Cheng Han was wheeled into the isolation unit.

Because there were professionals taking care of him, family and friends were stopped outside the patient room.

Dr. Luo took off his mask and gave Han Zhifan a brief summary of his condition. After he finished, he was just about to leave when Cheng Weiwan stopped him. “Can I go in to see Hanhan?”

Dr. Luo looked hesitant.

Standing in front of him was Han Zhifan, who lowered his head slightly and glanced over at Cheng Weiwan. He looked as though he was contemplating something. After a while, he looked up at Dr. Luo and nodded silently.

With Han Zhifan’s approval, Dr. Luo gulped back his rejection. “You can, but before you go in, please wear the hazmat suit.”

Perhaps it was he had been given an anesthetic during the operation, but Cheng Han was fast asleep.

Beside the bed, Cheng Weiwan watched over Cheng Han without blinking.

Han Zhifan stood outside, looking in through the window, and clearly saw her facial expression. She no longer looked dazed the way she was when she was standing in front of the window earlier, but she now looked warm and affectionate.

That was when he realized that Cheng Weiwan hadn’t really smiled in the past few days unless she was in front of Cheng Han.

Han Zhifan stood in the hallway for a while then headed downstairs and smoked two cigarettes in the garden.

When he headed back to the building, Cheng Weiwan had already come out of the patient room.

She had her head lowered and was flipping through things in her bag. She didn’t notice him.

Soon enough, she grabbed the box of pills he saw last night and put a few in her mouth.

She moved naturally as though she had been taking them for some time… Which meant she had actually been clinically depressed for a long time?

Han Zhifan didn’t walk over to Cheng Han’s hospital room and headed back to the elevators instead.

He walked out of the hospital building and stood beneath the sun for a moment. He pulled out the car keys, opened the car door, stepped on the gas and left the hospital.

Chapter 978: Backing Down (3)

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Han Zhifan wasn’t actually sure where he was headed. After getting on the main road, he followed the traffic and drove ahead aimlessly.

He didn’t know just how long he had been wandering for. It wasn’t until there were more and more cars on the road, he moved increasingly slower and traffic became intense to the point where he couldn’t move any further that he finally realized it was rush hour in the evening.

The car was about to run out of gas. Han Zhifan left the main road at the closest exit then turned into a gas station by the road.

After filling up the tank, Han Zhifan didn’t head back onto the road. Instead, he looked left and right for a while then stepped on the gas. He drove about two meters ahead and stopped outside an office building.

The lights of the office building were lit.

Through the tall, wide windows, he could see people walking back and forth.

Perhaps many people thought they could beat the heavy traffic during rush hour by working overtime.

Han Zhifan hadn’t consciously thought about coming here, so he didn’t know what to do now that he was there. He sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another, because he was torn about wanting to leave and not wanting to leave at the same time.

Night was gradually approaching and the sound of car horns on the road died down. One light after another started to turn off in the office.

When there were only a few countable lights left in the entire office building, a familiar figure emerged from inside.

It was Lin Muqing, Cheng Weiwan’s best friend.

Han Zhifan stared at her for a while through the car window as she grabbed her phone. She must’ve wanted to call a taxi. Just as she approached the front of the car, he unexpectedly pressed the car horn.

Perhaps the horn came too suddenly because Lin Muqing jumped in fright. She almost dropped her phone on the ground.

Because the car window was tightly shut, he couldn’t hear what she was saying outside. However, from the shape of her moving lips, he could tell she was calling him crazy or something of the sort.

Han Zhifan didn’t mind and pressed the horn again.

Standing at the head of the car, Lin Muqing impatiently turned her head and looked over.

Their eyes met through the windshield.

In two short seconds, Lin Muqing’s face immediately turned furious.

Lin Muqing didn’t want to stay a second longer as she glared at him menacingly. She didn’t even bother calling a taxi anymore and strode off to the sidewalk.

Han Zhifan hurriedly pushed his car door open and got out. Then he quickly rushed over to Lin Muqing.

Lin Muqing vaguely sensed he was catching up to her, so she sped up. Since she was in heels, she couldn’t compete with his speed. She was probably tired from walking, because she suddenly came to a stop. Turning her head, she said with a fed up voice, “Mr. Han, you’ve already used me to force Wanwan to give you Hanhan. Now that you’ve come to see me, what do you want? Don’t tell me you’re still unwilling to let Wanwan go? Do you really have to make her pressured to death before you give up?!”

Han Zhifan furrowed his brows slightly as he got a little angry at Lin Muqing’s impolite attitude. There was a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Lin Muqing’s anger simmered down.

She was a little afraid to drag Wanwan down…

Lin Muqing gulped and spoke in a quieter voice. “Mr. Han. I’m begging you! Could you not use me to do over-the-top things to Wanwan? If you continue to do this, I can’t even be friends with Wanwan… I already feel sorry for her. Do you know her apartment is above mine? I haven’t dared to see her for several days now…”

Chapter 979: Backing down (4)

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Lin Muqing was an impatient person. She sped up as she spoke and became even more agitated as she spoke. However, before she could finish, Han Zhifan suddenly cut in after not saying a word since he appeared before her. “Is she really in a bad state right now?”

Lin Muqing was stunned for two seconds then nervously said, “What do you mean by this? What happened to Wanwan?”

How would I know? Don’t tell me Wanwan deliberately kept it from me?

With that thought, Lin Muqing quickly grabbed her phone and starting flipping for Cheng Weiwan’s number.

Han Zhifan didn’t wait for her to call Cheng Weiwan and said, “I was referring to her health…”

Her health? Wanwan’s sick?

Lin Muqing furrowed her brows and didn’t hesitate in the slightest to press a key on the screen.

“…Clinical depression.” Han Zhifan continued to say.

Lin Muqing suddenly stopped making the call.

Clinical depression… how does Han Zhifan know Wanwan was clinically depressed? What’s more, wasn’t Wanwan’s depression cured over a year ago?

Lin Muqing didn’t catch on for a moment before she raised her head and looked over at Han Zhifan.

Han Zhifan thought she didn’t want to admit it, so he spoke out again. “I saw her take antidepressants with my own eyes.”

“With your own eyes?” Lin Muqing’s eyes shot wide open. “By this, you mean Wanwan has been secretly taking medicine all along? Her clinical depression came back?”

And?

The corners of Han Zhifan’s lips pursed tightly. “She’s had clinical depression before?”

Han Zhifan’s question made Lin Muqing instinctively raise her hand and cover her mouth.

In the heat of the moment, I let the cat out of the bag? Wanwan told me not to tell anyone about her dark past!

Han Zhifan didn’t know why he was so curious at that very moment. He wanted to know about Cheng Weiwan really badly. Seeing as Lin Muqing didn’t reply, his voice sounded a little hurried. “What really happened?”

“I’m not sure…” Lin Muqing shook her head as she was about to run away. “…Mr. Han, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.”

With that said, Lin Muqing turned around and was about to run off.

But after just two steps, Han Zhifan pulled on the straps of her handbag.

He was forceful and dragged her right back to his side. “What the hell is going on? How did she get clinical depression before? And why is it back now?”

“My relationship with Wanwan is great, but I really don’t know. All I know is that she’s had clinical depression in the past…” Lin Muqing was naturally afraid of Han Zhifan, but she pushed down the fear in the bottom of her heart and pretended to be crazy.

“Quit trying to trick me. Did you think I would believe you? She was willing to put my son under your name, so what do you not know?” Han Zhifan gradually tightened his clutch upon Lin Muqing’s bag as his voice sounded even harsher. “It’s fine if you don’t tell me. Did you think I can’t investigate her?”

Investigate?

Upon hearing this word, Lin Muqing’s heart was suddenly on fire. “If I don’t tell you then you’ll find out the reason? Who’s willing to let other people find out their most embarrassing secrets?”

“I know it’s because Wanwan sees me as family and to her, you’re a whole other person! For you to investigate her past, that’s like sprinkling salt on the wound!”

Chapter 980: Backing Down (5)

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“Have you not made her suffer enough? Just how much must you make her suffer until you give it up already?!”

“You want to know why she’s clinically depressed? Let me tell you! Let me tell you! You don’t have to investigate! Alright?!”

“She’s depressed because of you! After you and she broke up, there was a period of time when she lingered outside your apartment building every day. That was because, at that time, she already had depression! She couldn’t sleep at night, so she lingered there to feel a little better. But I don’t know what happened. One day, she came back and completely stopped talking and stopped going out in the sun. She shut herself in her room without eating, drinking, crying, or laughing. She was no different from a zombie!”

“You see how tall and lovable your son is right now, but you don’t know just how she almost died giving birth to him! She almost left this world!”

“Hanhan saved her life. Hanhan’s arrival revived her and she put all her heart into that child. She got better day by day. If you hadn’t appeared in her life again, who’s to say she wouldn’t be able to get a publishing deal for her latest book and take Hanhan to live her life out in a mountain resort in Europe by now?!”

“I may not have known her depression was back, but I know you must be the reason why it’s back! It’s because you stole Hanhan, causing her to crumble into her current state!”

“Mr. Han, didn’t you chase her back then just to get revenge? I may not know the details or whether your deep desire for revenge is real or fake, but I can tell you that you’ve succeeded! Cheng Weiwan is about to die by your hands! Are you particularly satisfied right now? Particularly happy?”

After Lin Muqing finished venting the anger in her heart, she forcefully yanked her bag from Han Zhifan’s fingers. Then she strode over to the sidewalk without so much as a glance at him.

Han Zhifan didn’t stop her. It wasn’t until her silhouette disappeared that Han Zhifan blinked and slowly came back to his senses.

She got depression after I drove her away from me? She only appeared outside my apartment building every day because she was sick?

Now that I stole our son from her, the depression came back?

Didn’t I always think I was too lenient on her?

Her father killed Lili, but I let her go.

I never imagined she would be tortured by this illness because of me.

Before Lin Muqing left, she questioned me so harshly — Are you satisfied? Are you happy?

Yeah, I should be satisfied, I should be happy, I should call Cheng Weiguo and tell him, “You killed my sister, and I’ve tortured your daughter to the point where she’s barely alive…

She should also be really happy… After all, she’s still alive and she has a protective friend like Lin Muqing. However, my sister, Lili, died long ago.

In contrast to my sister, her circumstances aren’t bad. I don’t need to feel guilty and I should feel gratified. However, not only did he not feel the least bit overjoyed, but he was even more unhappy.

From the moment he learned she was Cheng Weiguo’s daughter, he felt like God had arranged everything between them.

…And everything that happened was under his control. However, in the end, he didn’t know what to do.

Chapter 981: Backing Down (6)

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Han Zhifan seemed to be stuck in some kind of conflict where he didn’t know what to do. He tightly creased his brows and stood motionlessly on the spot for a long time. He didn’t move until the phone in his pocket rang and he slowly pulled it out. He glanced at the screen and unwittingly realized it was ten in the evening.

The housekeeper was calling. His phone rang a few more times in his palms before Han Zhifan snapped to reality and pressed the button to accept the call.

“Mr. Han, when are you coming over?”

Han Zhifan instinctively thought something urgent had happened to Cheng Han, so he spoke with a slightly anxious tone of voice. “What’s wrong? Did something happen to Hanhan?”

“No…” The housekeeper quickly explained. “…I noticed you left at noon and haven’t turned up at the hospital till now, so I thought I’d ask if you’ll be here later?”

“Ye…” instinctively cried Han Zhifan when he came to a sudden stop after just one word.

Even though the housekeeper spoke perfectly well without any detectable flaws, he guessed Cheng Weiwan probably asked the housekeeper to call and check up on him…

With an illness like this, Hanhan’s life could be threatened at any time. Dr. Luo hadn’t given them any hope that Hanhan could be cured. Cheng Weiwan must’ve really wanted to stay in the hospital to be with Hanhan.

If he was going to the hospital later, she would definitely follow him and make a deal with him like yesterday to come over the next day.

He wasn’t stupid. He could tell she wasn’t willing to do so.

“Mr. Han?” asked the housekeeper over the phone as she couldn’t help but speak up after only hearing Han Zhifan let out a single syllable.

After hearing the housekeeper’s voice, Han Zhifan gathered his drifting thoughts then let out an “Mhm.” Then he calmly replied, “I have some urgent business over here at the office, so I might not be able to make it. Please take care of Hanhan. If anything happens, call me anytime or find Dr. Luo…”

Han Zhifan hadn’t finished but he paused for a moment.

Just as he was trying to figure out how he was going to finish what he was going to say, the housekeeper on the phone spoke again. “Mr. Han, the young master is unwell and he’s unstable. After he woke up in the afternoon, he’s been crying and pulling a tantrum… All we could do was let Miss Cheng be with him. You can’t come to the hospital right now; the wet nurse and I can’t control him. How about we let Miss Cheng…”

Han Zhifan knew what the housekeeper was going to say next.

The housekeeper more or less said what he was thinking. He wanted to let Cheng Weiwan stay with her son in the hospital…

The housekeeper was probably afraid he would get angry, so she stuttered on the phone. She stopped mid-sentence for a moment then said, “…let Miss Cheng stay in the hospital for a little while longer?”

After Han Zhifan waited for the housekeeper to finish speaking, there were a few seconds of silence then he softly replied into the phone, “Do as you wish.”

The housekeeper probably held her breath while on the call, because after she heard him giving her permission, she let out a long sigh of relief. “Mr. Han, please get back to work first. If there’s nothing else, I won’t keep you any longer.”

Han Zhifan didn’t say anything. He lowered the phone from his ear and pressed the button to end the call.

–

Han Zhifan got a call from Dr. Luo three days later to go to the hospital.

During the past three days, Cheng Weiwan didn’t move an inch away from Cheng Han’s side.

Chapter 982: Backing Down (7)

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Dr. Luo called Han Zhifan to the hospital without Cheng Weiwan’s knowledge.

When Han Zhifan arrived at the hospital, he didn’t stop by Cheng Han’s room to see him. Instead, he headed directly to Dr. Luo’s office.

They talked for almost two hours to confirm Cheng Han’s treatment plan before Han Zhifan got up and left Dr. Luo’s office.

Dr. Luo wanted to see Han Zhifan off. As they walked out of his office, Dr. Luo kept on emphasizing the high success rate of Cheng Han’s operation. He also promised he would definitely try his best to help Cheng Han recover as soon as possible.

Listening to this, Han Zhifan didn’t show too much emotion on his face. When he was about to reach the elevator, Han Zhifan said, “About Hanhan – thank you for taking good care of him.”

“Mr. Han, what do you mean? It’s my duty,” said Dr. Luo with a smile.

“Mhm.” Han Zhifan appeared absent-minded. After a while, he then said, “Please, you’re busy. You don’t have to see me out.”

Dr. Luo didn’t attempt to be overly polite to Han Zhifan and said, “Then Mr. Han, I’ll leave you to it. Please take care.”

Han Zhifan didn’t say anything but he gently nodded. After the elevator doors opened, he said “Goodbye” to Dr. Luo then walked in without waiting for Dr. Luo to say goodbye in return.

After Han Zhifan walked out of the A&E building, he smoked a cigarette then walked over to the in-patient building.

He took the elevator up to Cheng Han’s floor. After Han Zhifan stepped out, he stood outside the elevator for a while before walking in the direction of Cheng Han’s room.

Dr. Luo gave Cheng Han medicine the day before, so his fever was gone and he was returned to his previous room.

The wet nurse gave him a call yesterday. Something happened at her parent’s house, so she had to take a few days off.

It was almost dinner time, so the housekeeper should be on her way home to pick up dinner. Cheng Weiwan and Cheng Han should be the only two people in the hospital room.

Cheng Han had a needle at his wrist connecting him to an IV drip, which was over half full.

Perhaps the medicine had taken effect because Cheng Han was fast asleep on the hospital bed.

Cheng Weiwan sat by the bed, staring transfixed at Cheng Han.

She wasn’t facing him, so Han Zhifan couldn’t see the expression on her face. However, he could sense the warm and protective aura from her body as she stared at Cheng Han.

Every now and then, she reached out and affectionately touched Cheng Han’s face.

The sunset shone through the windows and made half the hospital room glow golden.

The picture looked comforting and easy on the eyes. Han Zhifan watched through the window of the door in a daze. For a long time, he didn’t even think about opening the door.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Weiwan raised her head and glanced at the IV drip. Then she turned around and pulled out a fruit knife from the drawer of the bedside table.

She had her back to Han Zhifan, so all he could see was that she had a fruit knife in her hand. He had no idea what she did after grabbing the fruit knife.

He suddenly remembered that she was taking antidepressants. He stared at the silhouette of her back for a while then seeing as she didn’t make any other movements, he was overcome by a terrible feeling. Without a second thought, he abruptly opened the door, rushed over to the side of the bed and grabbed her wrist.

He wanted to say “What are you doing?”, but before he could say those words, he saw a half-peeled apple in Cheng Weiwan’s other hand.

So she was peeling an apple… I was worried…

Chapter 983: Backing Down (8)

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Han Zhifan hurriedly gulped back the words at the tip of his tongue.

After about two seconds, his gaze turned from the apple in Cheng Weiwan’s fingers to her face.

With a seriously confused look in her eyes, she furrowed her brows slightly then stared at him grabbing her wrist.

Han Zhifan froze for two seconds when he met her gaze. Then he slowly came to his senses and realized he was still holding her hand.

He reflexively let go of her and took two steps back.

When he bumped into the table behind him, he realized he overreacted and actually lost his composure.

His tendency to get angry from embarrassment flared up again as he came to his senses. “Don’t you have anythi-” he exclaimed as he instinctively wanted to hide his awkwardness with anger.

His voice sounded very menacing; he was so loud that his face looked furious. The moment he opened his mouth, Cheng Weiwan visibly shivered in fear as she sat in front of him.

He instinctively shut up and pushed his words back down.

In that instant, the hospital room was engulfed in silence and the atmosphere became a little uncomfortable.

The fire in Han Zhifan’s chest burned more intensely, but he couldn’t vent. He stared at Cheng Weiwan for a while then raised his feet and walked out the door.

When he passed her, he caught the expression on her face visibly relaxing from the corners of his eyes.

Did she let out a sigh of relief because I’m leaving?

Deep down Han Zhifan became even angrier. He sped up his pace and stomped harder.

When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly remembered why he was really there. After coming to a quick stop, he turned around and looked back.

She sensed his movements and clearly tensed up her body.

Her reaction made Han Zhifan tightly purse his lips in annoyance.

He thought he might not be able to hold his temper and would lash out at her, but in the end, he didn’t. Instead, he angrily stood on the spot for a while then spoke in a flat voice: “Hanhan’s operation is scheduled for the eighth of next month. Dr. Luo gave Hanhan medicine. For the meantime, there won’t be any problems. Tomorrow, Hanhan can return home, but he’ll have to come to the hospital the day before the operation.”

Discharge first then go back home.

As those words spewed from Han Zhifan’s mouth, he looked at the uncomfortable expression on Cheng Weiwan’s face as she was sitting close to him.

She’s probably afraid she won’t be able to see Hanhan after I take him back home, right?

He already let her stay with his son for three days. In principle, he let her cross way over his bottom line. However, Han Zhifan realized that when his eyes met Cheng Weiwan’s upset gaze, he actually considered letting her continue staying with her son.

“You know our arrangement well. You’ve stayed with my son the past few days now, so you know what you owe me. The wet nurse happens to have gone back to her hometown, so now, with my sick son, I’ll have to find someone to take care of him. Don’t worry, you’ve taken care of my son for so long now and he’s close to you, so tomorrow, you and my son will move into my place!”

Han Zhifan was a little angry with himself for being so soft-hearted with Cheng Weiwan. After he finished speaking, he then added, “Don’t be fooled. I’m only letting you live at my place because of my son.”