Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband
Chapter 218: 192: Ah Shang, Relax

Chapter 218: Chapter 192: Ah Shang, Relax

The rain following the thunder was exceptionally heavy and fierce. Ji Sang’s already trembling body shook even more due to the drifting rain.

Qin Wen watched her reaction from the side and pulled her closer inside.

At that moment, Fu Yisi quickly approached.

Seeing Ji Sang, the man’s expression immediately tensed, and he took off his white coat and draped it over Ji Sang.

He didn’t ask why she was like this, nor did he ask how she felt now, but gently and tenderly said

“Let’s go inside first.”

After saying this, he wrapped his arm around Ji Sang and walked inside, not sparing any extra glances for Qin Wen.

Looking at the man’s broad shoulders and the woman’s petite figure, they seemed incredibly well-matched, a perfect fit. Qin Wen lowered her head, retracting her gaze, raised her eyebrows, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

“He’s already someone else’s.”

Word by word, Qin Wen spoke very slowly, as if warning herself, but it sounded more like a proclamation, an end to a love that would never bear fruit.

“That’s good.”

She should give up.

All these years, the Fu Yisi she saw was always gentlemanly, that cold kind of gentleman.

Indifferent and remote.

Yet now, he was so tender, directing all his patience towards one person.

Fu Yisi’s tenderness was exclusively for Ji Sang.

It was time to let go.

Qin Wen chuckled briefly, her hands just about to slip into the pockets of the white coat to leave, only then realizing that Ji Sang’s mobile was still with her.

…

Fu Yisi half-embraced, half-carried Ji Sang back to the office, and while hugging her, he sat her down face-to-face with himself. Gently, he wiped off some tiny droplets of water from her face.

His large hand gently patted her back

“Ah Shang, relax.”

To Ji Sang, Fu Yisi’s voice seemed to have a magical power, instantly rescuing her from the chaos.

“Sigh—”

Ji Sang opened her mouth, finally exhaling the breath that had been pressing on her diaphragm.

The hand resting on Fu Yisi’s chest tightly grasped his shirt, the already pale fingers turned pathologically pale.

Her mouth slightly opened, her gaze which was initially void slowly began to focus.

Ji Sang completely regained her senses, her eyelashes trembled a few times, looking at the man in front of her, with a slight cry in her voice

“Fu Yisi”

Her voice shook.

Seeing Ji Sang’s pitiful and aggrieved eyes, Fu Yisi’s heart felt as if it had been pinched.

It hurt.

“Mm?”

The man tried his best to soften his voice

“I’m here.”

“I just couldn’t breathe.”

She didn’t even know the reason, just suddenly fell into a web woven of fear and pain. Yet that suffocating, chaotic feeling was so real, so clear.

While talking, Ji Sang’s eyes filled with tears.

Helpless, fearful after the fact.

The man’s hand gently patting Ji Sang’s back never stopped, he watched her tear-filled eyes, and leaned forward to gently kiss her.

“Come, listen to me.”

Fu Yisi’s other hand gently cradled Ji Sang’s face, making her look into his eyes.

“Inhale”

Ji Sang followed his instructions, gently inhaling.

“Exhale”

…

After several repetitions, Ji Sang gradually calmed down, and the feeling of chest tightness also dispersed.

The Fu Yisi before her became clearer, and she could see the concern in his eyes all too clearly.

Ji Sang raised her hand to touch the corner of her eye, asking herself

“What’s wrong with me?”

Why would she suddenly feel so sad upon seeing the sky?

Upon hearing this, Fu Yisi’s eyes deepened.

The fact that Ji Sang is experiencing such conditions also reveals something.

Her psychological stress has already impacted her physical health.

Fu Yisi leaned forward, kissed her forehead lightly and with extra treasuring.

“Starting from tomorrow, Chang Li will begin formal physiotherapy for you.”

It couldn’t be dragged on any longer.

Having just experienced a heart-wrenching sadness, Ji Sang now felt somewhat weak, and her body reacted accordingly.

Her stomach rumbled a few times.

Ji Sang’s pale face blushed slightly, and the man truly furrowed his brows deeply.

“Have you not eaten yet?”

Ji Sang wrinkled her nose

“I wanted to eat with you.”

She had come over very early, and at that time, she had no appetite at all.

Fu Yisi looked at Ji Sang disapprovingly,

“Your stomach can’t go hungry, don’t wait for me in the future, okay?”

Ji Sang pursed her lips, not replying.

In the past, she might have done so, eating whenever she was hungry. But now, she wanted to wait for Fu Yisi.

Eating alone… was just too boring.

Getting used to the warmth of dining together made it hard to adapt to the loneliness of eating alone.

Ji Sang felt tired, her body also felt weak, and she rested her forehead on the man’s shoulder, lightly hummed,

“Hurry up, I’m hungry.”

Fortunately, today she had been smarter, asking the manager to put the meals into a thermal box, and used a heat-preserving bag, so even at this time, it should still be warm.

Even though Fu Yisi disapproved of Ji Sang’s actions, upon hearing her words, he could only temporarily swallow his lecturing words, and opened all the meals on the table.

The aroma was even richer.

Smelling the aroma, Ji Sang quickly raised her head, struggling to get off Fu Yisi’s lap.

The man freed one hand to stop her waist,

“Let’s eat like this.”

Fu Yisi’s chin rested on Ji Sang’s shoulder, putting chopsticks into her hand.

Ji Sang picked up a piece of meat and brought it to Fu Yisi’s mouth,

“The beef from their place tastes good, both fresh and tender.”

The man tilted his head, bit down, and picked up a soup spoon from the side,

“First have a sip to warm your stomach.”

Ji Sang followed the man feeding her, and drank half a bowl of soup.

Her stomach instantly felt much more comfortable.

“Do you have to work overtime later?”

Fu Yisi fed Ji Sang unhurriedly,

“I still have a pre-operation discussion for a major surgery; you go home first, okay?”

Hearing that Fu Yisi had to work overtime, Ji Sang frowned in distress,

“Why are you so busy recently? You haven’t rested properly.”

Recalling some recent news she had seen, Ji Sang put down her chopsticks, turned her body, and put her hand on Fu Yisi’s left chest.

Fu Yisi: …

The man looked down at the small hand on his chest, chuckled lightly, and his chest vibrated slightly,

“What are you doing, hmm?”

Ji Sang didn’t respond to the man’s words, carefully feeling his heartbeat with her hand.

With a frown and a serious look, it made Fu Yisi lift his eyebrow bones, his eyes smiling as he looked at her.

“What did you feel?”

Ji Sang pondered for a moment, then placed her hand on her own left chest, feeling her heartbeat.

“Why is your heartbeat as fast as mine?”

Normally speaking, a male’s heartbeat would be slower than a female’s.

Ji Sang frowned, the news of the doctor who had suddenly died in the operating theatre flashed in her mind.

Her heart throbbed.