His face was as white as paper, and no different from dead.

Nonetheless, Ji Weixi breathed a sigh of relief after touching his wrist and feeling the throbbing sensation of his pulse.

Suddenly, she was troubled why she had squabbled when she went to work with him in the morning.

Wouldn't she be regretting it for the rest of her life if he died?

No, he wouldn't die.

***

In the hospital, Jiang Cong quickly carried Li Shaoling to the chief neurologist's office.

However, it was empty.

Then, when a nurse pa.s.sed by, Jiang Cong hurried to her and asked, "Where's Jiang Yigu?"

"Oh, Doctor Jiang? He's in the middle of an operation upstairs," the nurse said, before adding after a glance at her watch, "but he should be coming down soon, please wait for a moment."

In the office, Ji Weixi held Li Shaoling's hand fearfully as she watched him remain motionless.

His hand felt cool and wet from cold sweat.

His palm had always been warm, and never so icy.

Ji Weixi felt like she wanted to cry the more she dwelled on it, the thought of him dying hurt her heart as if it was torn apart agonizingly.

Beside her, the little one kept his tears from flowing and sniffed. "Mommy, Daddy will be okay. Don't worry."

Jiang Cong came and consoled her too, "Sister-in-law, be at ease! Boss is tough!"

Meanwhile, Tian Miaomiao was standing by the door and looking left and right, thinking why hadn't the doctor arrived.

Xixi could be widowed if he didn't.

That thought was a little exciting.

Nonetheless, a figure nearby caught her attention.

It was a man as slim as a woman, wearing a white lab coat and gold-rimmed gla.s.ses, which painted him an abstinent person.

His features were delicate but not at all feminine, although his eyes looked tired and he did not blink frequently.

He walked past Tian Miaomiao, entering the office without even sparing her a sideways glance.

Tian Miaomiao smelled the scent of antibiotics and fresh blood then.

Her eyes abruptly widened and she stood, petrified, her gaze trailing after him.

Jiang Cong looked at the man as if he had found a savior. "You're finally here! Quick, see what's wrong with Boss!"

Jiang Yigu cracked his sore neck. He took off his lab coat and put it on his chair although smelled of blood, revealing his checkered s.h.i.+rt in turn. Then, he walked up to Li Shaoling, pulling up his eyelids and listened to his vitals with his stethoscope.

After that, he looked up at Ji Weixi. "And you are?"

"Sister-in-law!"

"Oh, my!" Jiang Yigu lifted his brow. "h.e.l.lo, Sister-in-law, it's an honor to finally meet you!"

Ji Weixi remained expressionless, although her voice was very cold. "Cut the nonsense. Get to the point!"

Wow, she really doesn't give face.

"Mister, is my Daddy going to be okay?" The little one looked at Jiang Yigu miserably, who almost toppled over when he saw the boy's face.

He turned to Jiang Cong with a look that said when-did-Li-Shaoling-get-son.

And the boy was already so old!

Jiang Cong shrugged with a look that said how-should-I-know.

Holding a fist over his mouth and clearing his throat, Jiang Yigu then said, "From what I can see, his migraine is striking again. It's just that it's a little serious this time—let's check if there are any lesions and then do an ECG."

With that, Jiang Cong took Li Shaoling to carry out the suggested checkups.

Ji Weixi tried to get the little one to wait there, but he protested, insisting on waiting there.

Jiang Yigu remained seated at his desk after they left, removing his gla.s.ses and taking out a black cloth to wipe it.

Suddenly, he felt a distinct pair of eyes leveled on him. Since he was nearsighted, he had to narrow his eyes at the doorway.

"Take a seat!"

Tian Miaomiao entered and sat primly on the chair.

Putting on his gla.s.ses again, Jiang Yigu asked with a businesslike tone, "What seems to be the matter?"

He a.s.sumed that Tian Miaomiao was a patient, while she thought that he was concerned about her.

She bit her lip, fiddling her fingers. "You care so much about me."

"Yes," Jiang Yigu replied. "Caring for patients is a doctor's duty."

Eh? Patient?

Tian Miaomiao abruptly stood up and slammed her hands on his desk while glaring at him. "Don't you recognize me?"

Startled, Jiang Yigu almost fell from his chair.

What a violent woman!

He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Should I… know you?"

"You saved me that night!"

Although she was drunk then and couldn't see the person clearly, she would not forget that he wore gla.s.ses and had the smell of antibiotics.

For the rest of her life.

Even in the bar that night, there was a thick scent of blood and antibiotics on him.

She was very sure that this doctor saved her!

Still, Jiang Yigu looked perplexed. "What do you mean, I saved you? Could this be a new pickup line, miss?"

Enraged, Tian Miaomiao got up, went behind his desk and grabbed his collar. "Are you playing dumb with me? Afraid that I'll eat you up? I'm thanking you because you helped me—a good deed should be known!"

Jiang Yigu looked totally frightened. He lifted her hands away from him finger by finger, and then fled to a corner of his office, protecting himself with both hands with an alert face. "D-don't come! I'm a decent man!"

That left Tian Miaomiao speechless.

Why did she feel like she was kidnapping herself a husband?

Hence, she cleared her throat and acted like a proper lady. "Jiang Yigu, right? I will scream outside the door that you molested me if you don't admit that you saved me!"

"Bro," Jiang Yigu said awkwardly with a pleading face, "I really don't know you. Moreover, I don't go to bars—I have been busy with surgeries lately, where would I have the time for pleasure?"

It did not seem like he was lying either.

Nonetheless, Tian Miaomiao was doubtful. "Really?"

Jiang Yigu nodded sullenly. "You could ask the others in my department!"

Could she have been mistaken?

Could she have her memories be mixed up?

No way.

She looked up to find Jiang Yigu staring at her blankly, still keeping both arms in front of his chest as if he was defiled…

He really didn't know her.

Well, it was likely that her savior had forgotten about it…

Tian Miaomiao was saddened at that.

Did she get the wrong person, then?

Awkward…

Blus.h.i.+ng, Tian Miaomiao scratched her head. "Well… sorry, I think I got the wrong person."

Jiang Yigu quickly waved her off nonchalantly. "It's fine, it's fine. Take a seat, bro."

Once again, Tian Miaomiao was speechless.

Hadn't she been a little rude?

On the other hand, Jiang Yigu looked at her and blinked, appearing a little bubbly and sloppy.

Tian Miaomiao felt even more disappointed then.

She realized that she definitely got the wrong person—the man who saved her was quite aloof and definitely wasn't this goofball.

Sighing, she got up and left.

Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Yigu's expression changed as soon as she left, a hint of color flas.h.i.+ng beneath his cool eyes.

***

Tian Miaomiao found Jiang Cong helping Li Shaoling walk, the latter having just recovered. 

Li Shaoling's face regained some redness but was still rather pale, and he was shambling. His clean forehead was dripping with sweat, and there was an unconcealed pained look on his face.

Ji Weixi was walking at his side, holding her and looking very worried.

All that she said about not caring about him turned out to be fake.

As expected, all women are pigs!