The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 177 Can You Afford to Delay Someone’s Search for a Second Spring?

Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Can You Afford to Delay Someone’s Search for a Second Spring?

Aside from Bo Yunshen and Qin Yan, there was only Old Zhang in this aid station.

Bo Yunshen’s gaze was fixed on the old man in front of him.

He was quite thin, his eyes sharp, sitting there with his neck stiff, his lips tightly pressed into a straight line, and his gaze intently staring into the distance, not the slightest interest in Bo Yunshen.

He refused to help because of Bo Yunshen’s previous disrespectful words.

Bo Yunshen glanced again at Qin Yan lying on the bed, barely clinging to life.

He restrained himself, bent over, and apologized to Old Zhang in a low voice,

"Sir, I was rude just now. What will it take for you to help me save this person?"

Only then did Old Zhang give Bo Yunshen a glance and asked, "What is she to you?"

Bo Yunshen stiffened at the question and turned his head away, "We have nothing to do with each other!"

If possible, he hoped he would never have any relation to Qin Yan in his lifetime!

Old Zhang pointed to the road leading down the mountain, "Young man, it’s dangerous up here. Saving someone who has nothing to do with you is less important than getting down the mountain early to avoid being stuck here when you want to leave, dying without anyone to retrieve your body."

The harshness of Old Zhang’s words made Bo Yunshen’s face stiffen.

At this point, he wasn’t angry about the mockery in Old Zhang’s words; he actually worried that once he left the mountain, truly no one would care about Qin Yan’s life or death!

Bo Yunshen frowned, suddenly recalling how Qin Yan had asked for his support earlier.

If he had just supported her then, perhaps he could have avoided Qin Yan getting injured by falling rocks.

Bo Yunshen’s gaze hardened, thinking that Qin Yan was just unlucky. There were only so few rocks, yet one had to hit her; what did it have to do with him?

He licked the corner of his lips, his eyes cold, "She is my wife, I cannot ignore her! Sir, please help save her!"

Old Zhang gave Bo Yunshen a sidelong glance, his withered face twisting into a strange smile, giving Bo Yunshen a creepily insincere feeling.

"I’m not a doctor."

Bo Yunshen felt a lump in his throat, then added, "But ten years ago, when there was a landslide, I helped save many people."

When he said this, his gaze seemed distant, "Only, I couldn’t save my wife!"

Old Zhang glanced in Qin Yan’s direction, then walked into a small room in the aid station and took out a set of clean clothes.

"To prevent infection in the wounds, change her dirty clothes, look for wounds on her body, and clean and disinfect each one. This is alcohol!"

He shoved the items into Bo Yunshen’s arms and then walked outside.

Bo Yunshen called out to Old Zhang, "You... you’re not going to flee the mountain because of a landslide, right?"

Hearing this, Old Zhang gave a strangely amused laugh.

"If there’s a landslide, so be it, I’m not afraid of dying!"

"My wife died in a landslide ten years ago, I want to stay here, to be with her!"

Bo Yunshen was momentarily stunned.

He was actually quite afraid of Old Zhang leaving the mountain; after all, he knew nothing about medicine. Although Old Zhang said he wasn’t a doctor, his medical skills were surely much better than Bo Yunshen’s.

If he left the mountain, Qin Yan would be beyond help.

He couldn’t let Qin Yan die, at least not with so much still connecting them.

Bo Yunshen, clutching the clothes, stood in front of the small bed, his gaze at Qin Yan complex.

Old Zhang hadn’t yet walked out and, seeing Bo Yunshen lost in thought, suddenly raised his voice, "What are you dazed about? Are you waiting for me to change her?"

"Isn’t she your wife?"

Bo Yunshen hesitated.

She was indeed his wife,

but not the wife he desired.

He licked the corner of his lips, his gaze deepened into darkness, accentuated by her short black hair.

Old Zhang frowned repeatedly, seeing Qin Yan like this, one could tell she had been seriously injured, and Bo Yunshen’s dazed appearance displeased Old Zhang.

"Are you not going to do something? Do you want her to bleed to death?"

"If you really intend to let her die, you better carry her out quickly. Don’t dirty my bed!"

He furrowed his brows, his face creasing together in a stubborn and unreasonable manner, especially as he walked towards Bo Yunshen and Qin Yan, clearly trying to drive them out.

Bo Yunshen’s expression hardened.

Old Zhang’s temper was like a stone in a latrine—stinky and hard. If he actually threw Qin Yan out, would she still be able to survive?

For a moment, Bo Yunshen couldn’t believe he was actually worried about Qin Yan, and he suddenly stretched out his arm, blocking Old Zhang’s path. Having been in the rain for a while, Bo Yunshen’s voice was a bit hoarse:

"I will change her clothes now."

Old Zhang looked Bo Yunshen up and down, "There’s something off about you. Surely this young lady isn’t your wife?"

Bo Yunshen licked his thin lips, his gaze cold and deep like a chilling pond.

He moved his mouth and spoke emotionlessly, "If she’s not my wife, is she yours?"

Old Zhang: "..."

"But our marriage is merely a contract, there are no feelings involved. Regarding changing her clothes, keep quiet when she wakes up."

Lest Qin Yan really thinks he has feelings for her, making the matter of divorce even more indefinitely postponed.

"Tsk."

Old Zhang scoffed, "Such a pretty girl, she could have any man she wants. As if she cares about you!"

Although Bo Yunshen didn’t voice his last words, being a man himself, Old Zhang could guess the gist of what he had left unsaid.

He glared at Bo Yunshen, saying, "If you’re going to change her clothes, do it quickly. Don’t dilly-dally, in case something happens, can you afford to delay her chance at finding someone new?"

Bo Yunshen: "..."

Qin Yan doesn’t care about him?

Bo Yunshen scoffed, she likes him, and he couldn’t even forgive her for driving Manman away, let alone if it wasn’t for love. How could Qin Yan forgive herself then?

He suppressed his heavy eyelashes, covering the intense emotions in his eyes, and swept a glance over Qin Yan’s body.

There was a lot of blood on her face, half of her delicate features obscured, and Bo Yunshen’s hand stiffened while holding the clothes.

To think that with her in this state, Old Zhang could still find her beautiful.

He truly underestimated Qin Yan’s ability; unconscious and barely alive, yet still able to capture the opposite sex’s attention!

Old Zhang’s comment about Qin Yan finding a new love pricked at Bo Yunshen.

It made him lose all patience and concern for Qin Yan, and he unbuttoned her dress roughly.

The dress, soaked in her blood, had long lost its original color.

It hung on her body, appalling to behold.

Bo Yunshen’s movements unconsciously softened, the hidden anger on his face gradually dissipating. He had always known that for Qin Yan to be knocked unconscious, she must have suffered grave injuries.

But he hadn’t expected Qin Yan’s injuries to be even more severe than he imagined!