Chapter 331: Su Ting Fainted
Translator: _Min_ |
Zhao Xuan, trembling, replied, “I saw Miss Gu Dai boarding a plane to the Capital this morning.”
Song Ling’s face turned cold as he abruptly removed the IV from his hand, “We’re going back too!”
Zhao Xuan wanted to advise him to rest more, as the doctor had suggested, but seeing Song Ling’s frosty demeanor, he didn’t dare utter a word until they were seated on the plane.
Song Ling closed his eyes, reflecting on his behavior over the past few days, feeling like a joke.
Gu Dai had come to Xiuyang Village with Su Ting, and he hadn’t even spoken a word to her before she returned to the Capital.
Feeling the increasingly cold aura emanating from Song Ling, Zhao Xuan shivered, hurriedly speaking up, “President Song, Miss Gu Dai was very concerned about you. She even visited your hospital room.”
Song Ling opened his eyes in surprise, looking at Zhao Xuan.
Encouraged by his reaction, Zhao Xuan continued, “Even though she was busy, she instructed me to apply medicine to your wounds.”
Song Ling’s expression softened, “Really?”
Zhao Xuan, recalling that Gu Dai’s visit was more due to Su Ting being in the same room and her casual remark upon seeing Song Ling, hesitated for a second before nodding firmly, “Yes!”
Song Ling’s mood improved, but he then asked, “Are you sure Gu Dai was the only one who visited me in the hospital? No one else?”
He thought of the vague figure he saw in his dazed state, resembling the Legendary Doctor. Could it have been Gu Dai?
Zhao Xuan, not understanding why Song Ling asked this, hesitantly nodded.
A spark of realization flickered in Song Ling’s mind, but he couldn’t piece it together, pressing his temples in frustration.
Zhao Xuan glanced at Song Ling, then quickly looked away, shrinking into himself, not daring to speak.
Back in the capital, Gu Dai wanted to take Zhen Chan home but was politely refused.
“I’m used to living alone,” Zhen Chan said.
Understanding Zhen Chan’s preference for solitude, Gu Dai nodded, assuring before leaving, “Auntie Zhen, you can call me anytime if you need anything.”
Zhen Chan smiled, “Alright.”
After Zhen Chan entered the hotel, Gu Dai turned to Su Ting with a smile, “Let’s go home.”
Su Ting nodded obediently, “Okay.”
But to Gu Dai’s surprise, Su Ting fainted the moment he agreed.
Back home, Gu Dai stayed by Su Ting’s bedside.
When Su Ting slowly opened his eyes and saw Gu Dai, he asked confusedly,
“Don’t talk,” Gu Dai interrupted.
Su Ting murmured, “Hmm?”
Gu Dai handed him medicine, speaking softly, “Your back injury worsened due to your relentless efforts in helping others, leading to severe inflammation. You need to rest for the next few days, okay?”
Su Ting obediently agreed, “Okay, I’ll listen to you, sis.”
Gu Dai, initially upset at Su Ting for overexerting himself, couldn’t stay angry seeing his compliant nature, shaking her head in resignation.
After Su Ting fell asleep, Gu Dai left his room quietly, only to be startled by a group of worried faces outside.
Gu Dai asked in a soft voice, “Uncle Lin, Uncle Wu, second brother, third brother, Chu Min, Yinyin, why are you all here with red eyes…”
Chu Min said earnestly, “Boss, you must tell us before you go out next time!
The earthquake was too dangerous. What if something had happened to you?”
Lin Sheng and Wu Zhen nodded in agreement.
Meng Chuan, relieved to see Gu Dai safe, sighed, “I’m glad you’re okay.”
Gu Yin hugged Gu Dai, crying, “Cousin, I’m so glad you’re safe.”
Meng Zhi immediately decided, “Daidai, from now on, wherever you go, I’ll follow!”
Gu Dai was startled by their reactions, assuring them softly, “Don’t worry, I’m not a child anymore. I can take care of myself. I realized the earthquake was happening quickly and saved many people.”
After some persuasion, Gu Dai managed to calm them, though they still wanted to keep a constant eye on her.
Meng Chuan pondered for a moment, then said seriously, “We don’t have to watch you every moment, but you must report your safety to us, once every hour!”
Gu Dai, aware of the scare she had given her family, accepted the condition, albeit with a sense of dread at the thought of reporting every hour..