Before Niles could say a word, Wesley fled from the ward at lightning speed.
Niles could do nothing but watch him disappear from sight. He figured that his brother was fleeing
because he was guilty. The truth was that Wesley indeed felt guilty for his stupid behavior.
If word got out that he had covertly touched a woman's hand, he would be so embarrassed to face the
soldiers and would be laughed at by others in the army. 'It's all her fault. Women are serious trouble!'
Wesley thought angrily as he left the ward.
Inside the ward, Niles quietly approached the hospital bed. The woman was lying in it with her eyes
closed. Curiosity filled his entire system. He wondered what kind of woman she was. Even the
righteous Wesley was tempted by her.
As he took a closer look, Niles found that she was pretty young, probably under twenty. She had long,
black hair. Her small, light-complexioned face was flushed because of the high fever. She had beautiful
facial features—a small nose, cute and plump lips, and long eyelashes. Although her eyes were closed
and she didn't look healthy at that moment, he could tell that she was a pretty girl.
As he continued staring at her face, Niles started to feel that she looked a bit familiar. He tried to place
the face in his mind. 'Wait! She's that outstanding interpreter who attended the research seminar held
by my school and the British Medical University!'
Niles was shocked when he realized who she was.
He remembered that he had sat in the first row at that research seminar. He was so impressed by her
linguistic ability and adored her so much. After the seminar, he had even told his roommates that Blair
Jing would be his idol from then on.
And now his idol was in front of him and maybe, she would become his sister-in-law some day in the
future. His eyes shone and excitement flooded through him.
If Blair and Wesley became a couple, then he would be able to see his idol every day. That sounded
good. No, that sounded perfect!
But then, Niles frowned. His elder brother was such a blockhead when it came to matters of love.
Judging from Wesley's flustered reaction earlier, it looked like they weren't even dating yet.
'Looks like I need to do my brother this huge favor, ' Niles thought mischievously.
Two minutes later, he rushed out of the ward and found Wesley smoking in the exit passageway.
"Wesley, is Blair your girlfriend?"
Wesley turned to look at him with his eyebrows raised sharply and questioned, "You know her?"
"Yes. Just answer the question, will you?" Niles was anxious to know the status of their relationship at
that moment.
Wesley exhaled a mouthful of smoke. "No."
Niles grinned and stared at the aloof man with so much enthusiasm in his eyes. "So, how do you know
her? What do you think about her? She's a nice girl, right?"
Wesley wasn't happy with the expectant expression on Niles' face. His younger brother was speaking
in a way as if he were asking his family's opinion about his own girlfriend.
"Not very impressed," Wesley said flatly, put out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.
"Why not? She's an outstanding person. Although she hasn't graduated yet, she has already mastered
four languages, especially English! She speaks English like a native. I once heard her speech. It was
amazing!" Niles tried to highlight Blair's achievements to Wesley.
Wesley cast him a sidelong glance and said nonchalantly, "I know six languages. Do you hear me brag
about it?"
With that, he turned and walked away without another word, leaving Niles in a fix.
It dawned on Niles that his elder brother was remarkably outstanding too. 'I was too excited about Blair
to remember that, ' he sighed inwardly. But he wasn't going to give up. He hastily caught up to Wesley,
who was about to open the door to Blair's ward. "Wesley, is it that difficult for you to acknowledge how
amazing she is?" Niles asked persistently.
Wesley's hand froze on the door handle. He tilted his head to look at Niles. "I never said that she's not."
Niles chuckled. "Be straightforward, Brother. So, do you think it's okay for me to pursue her?"
'Pursue her?' A complicated look flashed in Wesley's eyes. He spat icily, "I don't think that's a good
idea."
He then pushed the door open and walked in. Niles tried to follow him in, but the door was already
locked. Confused, he peeked through the window and saw that Wesley had bolted the door from
inside.
Niles couldn't believe his eyes. Without giving him a second glance, Wesley walked straight to the
hospital bed, sat in the chair and continued to watch the infusion bottle.
'Not very impressed, huh? Not a good idea to pursue her? Humph! You are such a bad liar, Brother!'
Niles thought with a smirk.
Standing in front of the door, Niles texted the cold man. "Wesley, what do you mean by this?"
Wesley texted back very soon. "You're my brother. I can't bear to see you make such a big mistake in
your life. This woman is not good for you. Now get lost!"
Even without looking at Wesley's face, Niles could guess what kind of expression he was wearing.
'What a lame excuse!' Niles wasn't convinced and texted again. "She's pretty cute, isn't she?"
After sending the message, he peeked through the window to catch a good look at Wesley. The latter
was observing Blair's face after checking Niles' message. Then, he wrote back, "Only on the outside.
Women are good at hiding their true identity."
'So, he is saying that Blair is just pretending to be cute? Tsk, tsk! Wesley, you horrible liar.'
Niles let out a cold hum and put his phone away, not interested in replying to his brother's outlandish
lies. He left the hospital and headed to the hotel to get some sleep. 'I'll just leave him alone. Let him be
single for the rest of his life!' he sulked.
Noticing that Niles had left, Wesley stood up and went to unlock the door.
Blair didn't wake up until the next morning. She felt her whole body ache after the uncomfortable sleep.
Even before she was fully conscious, she could smell the disinfectant in the air. She wondered why
there was this smell at her home.
"Awake?" She heard a familiar cold voice.
'Wesley?' She parted her eyelids abruptly.
Wesley, who was sitting upright in a chair next to her bed, came into sight. Their eyes met.
She blinked in confusion. Although she couldn't make sense of the situation, it felt wonderful to see
Wesley in front of her when she woke up in the morning. She wished she could see him every morning
when she opened her eyes, for the rest of her life.
Since she said nothing, Wesley continued to speak. "How are you feeling now? Does it hurt
anywhere?"
It was supposed to be a caring gesture. But he sounded indifferent, as if he was just asking what the
weather was like today. Blair concluded in her mind that Wesley was really a blockhead.
He didn't know how to carry a girl in his arms the right way, nor did he know how to be tender or show
any care towards others.
She shook her head, sighing inwardly.
She shifted her gaze away from him and looked around the room. 'Am I in a ward?'
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Wesley explained, "This is a hospital. You had a fever last night."
'A fever? Oh...' She finally got a grasp of the situation. No wonder she felt ache all over her body.
"Did you bring me here?" she asked, although she more or less knew the answer.
Wesley nodded and stood up from the chair. "Have your breakfast now."
Blair slowly sat up on the bed and asked casually, "What was my temperature when you brought me
here?" She touched her forehead. It felt normal now. The fever was gone, but she felt a little tired.
"39.8 degrees," he said.
Blair was taken aback. It had almost touched 40 degrees! 'Could the fever have affected my brain?
Would I become stupid?' But she still recognized Wesley, so her brain should be fine.
when she opened her eyes, for the rest of her life.
Since she said nothing, Wesley continued to speak. "How are you feeling now? Does it hurt
anywhere?"
It was supposed to be a caring gesture. But he sounded indifferent, as if he was just asking what the
weather was like today. Blair concluded in her mind that Wesley was really a blockhead.
He didn't know how to carry a girl in his arms the right way, nor did he know how to be tender or show
any care towards others.
She shook her head, sighing inwardly.
She shifted her gaze away from him and looked around the room. 'Am | in a ward?’
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Wesley explained, "This is a hospital. You had a fever last night."
‘A fever? Oh...' She finally got a grasp of the situation. No wonder she felt ache all over her body.
"Did you bring me here?" she asked, although she more or less knew the answer.
Wesley nodded and stood up from the chair. "Have your breakfast now."
Blair slowly sat up on the bed and asked casually, "What was my temperature when you brought me
here?" She touched her forehead. It felt normal now. The fever was gone, but she felt a little tired.
"39.8 degrees," he said.
Blair was taken aback. It had almost touched 40 degrees! 'Could the fever have affected my brain?
Would | become stupid?’ But she still recognized Wesley, so her brain should be fine.
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