Chapter 489 - The Battered-Body Trick is Ineffective
Chapter 489 The Battered-Body Trick is Ineffective
“Mr. Chu, I have said many times before that the wound needs to be nursed. If it cracks open once again, I would assume your battered-body trick has upgraded. However, no matter how battered your body becomes, she wouldn’t feel sorry for you.”
Gao Yi said as he nimbly injected the anesthesia, cleaned the wound, and sewed it back together.
Chu Lui kept silent, but his mind was filled with the battered-body trick that Gao Yi was talking about instead of his injury.
Soon, his wound had been rewrapped in a new bandage. It was just that the shirt was completely destroyed. A shirt that cost tens of thousands was cut away with just a snip. The person who cut it didn’t find it a pity, and so the person who wore it didn’t either. Well, the person who was wearing it was rich and affluent, after all.
“Thank you.” Chu Lui stood up and pulled his shirt tight.
Gao Yi was surprised. This man knew how to thank people, and to him—his rival—at that.
“Will you treat her well?” Suddenly, Chu Lui turned around and asked Gao Yi in a serious manner.
Gao Yi said intently, too, “Don’t worry, I will. I’ll treat her way better than you did at least.” This was a promise between men, a battle
between men.
“I will treat her well like a gem.”
Chu Lui’s gaze lowered as if he thought of something.
Treat her like a gem. Yes, if there was a man who could treat her like a gem, then he would be at ease. Others could give her what he couldn’t give. Even if he could give it to her, she wouldn’t need it anymore.
“Thank you.” He felt the need to say that to him.
“My treating her well has nothing to do with you.”
Gao Yi smoothened his short hair and strode out, leaving the patient Chu Lui sitting alone inside, his shirt in shreds. It was quite pitiful.
A nurse entered soon after to give him an injection. When the ice-cold needle pierced into his blood vessels, he sat there unmoving, not even blinking-almost as if he didn’t feel anything
After finishing the IV drop, it was already nighttime. Chu Lui put his blazer back on. This time, he didn’t need to stay at the hospital; and of course, there was no need for any battered-body trick. For whom would it be for, anyway? Who would care, and who would worry over him?
He was just about to get into his car when he spotted a pair of mother and daughter enter the hospital. The young and beautiful mother was saying something to the child in her arms. He could almost hear the child’s childish voice, like that of glutinous rice, and the woman’s gentle laughter.
The man’s hand was still resting on the car door, and then he slowly let go. He was about to take a step forward, but he stopped abruptly. A gentleman walked out of the hospital. Without his hospital gown, he looked as warm as jade as if he was the sunny sky.
He stretched his hand out, and the child in the woman’s arms leaped into his arms naturally.
The man gave his daughter a peck on the lips and reached his hand out to the woman. The woman placed her hand on the man’s palm, and the two of them left chatting happily.
Chu Lui felt a lump in his throat. Just now, he had almost instinctively called out ‘Ruoxin’. In the end, he could only swallow it back down.
He and Gao Yi. One was accomplished, had high social status, didn’t have to worry about necessities, but he was in utter isolation. The other had an ordinary job and was simple and commonplace, but he had a loving wife and daughter and led a worry-free life. Who was the more blessed one out of them both?
If possible, he was willing to use his billions to exchange for a wife he loved and a daughter he adored. Yet, there was no such chance in this life.
He laughed bitterly. The bitter taste in his mouth was hard to describe. He opened the door, which made his shoulder jerk in pain. At first, he didn’t want the injury to heal, or heat least-wanted it to heal slower so that he might be able to run into her and exchange a few words. Right now, he wished it would heal faster. Otherwise, every time it hurt-every time the pain jolted, it reminded him of what he was missing and what he had lost.
He pushed open the door to the house. When he entered, not surprisingly-he heard her mother, Song Wan’s laughter. His depressed feelings lifted a little despite himself.
At least there was still someone who could laugh.
“Mom, I’m back.” He put down the briefcase in his hand and went to change his clothes. The inner shirt that he was wearing now was in pieces, and it was time to throw it away. From the outside, he appeared as indestructible as always, but who knew that under his shirt, he was actually filled with countless bullet wounds.
He changed to a new shirt and walked out. He was stronger than normal people by a lot. He sat on the sofa, his icy aura lowering the temperature of the entire living room in an instant. The room was only missing was the desolate autumn wind and a frost-covered floor.
Song Wan walked over with Chu Xiang in her hands, grinning broadly.
“Ah Lui, you’re back. Look at how obedient Xiang Xiang is. She wanted to see Daddy the moment you’re back.”
That ‘daddy’ made Chu Lui’s originally cold heart dropped a few more degrees.
“Come here and hug your daughter.” Song Wan pushed the child in her arms toward Chu Lui.
Chu Lui did not dare to carry her this time. He had just carried her once, and she had made his wound reopen. One more time, and he might need to go back for another stitch that lasted for a few days. He wasn’t made of cloth, and he didn’t need to be sewn together repeatedly.
“Mom, I sprained my shoulder.” Chu Lui lifted his arm up and turned around in front of Song Wan. “The doctor said it’s best if I don’t do any intensive labor.”
Carrying a child was evidently intensive labor. This Chu Xiang was at least ten kilograms. Could he still hold her?
“Are you alright?” Song Wan was worried when she heard that her son had sprained his
“Mm, it’s nothing much.” Chu Lui rotated his arm. “It’ll be fine with a few days’ rest, but I won’t be able to carry this child.”
“She’s my granddaughter; I’ll carry her myself.” Song Wan liked the child in her arms anyway, now that she was her granddaughter.
“Let’s go, Xiang Xiang. Granny’s gonna take you out for a walk.” Song Wan pulled Chu Xiang’s hand and led her outside, taking this opportunity to show off her granddaughter to others. Look at how pretty her granddaughter was.
After Song Wan left, Chu Jiang opened his eyes. He was forcing himself to not speak.
“Your mom adopted that kid under your name.”
Chu Lui didn’t show much of a reaction. “Sure. Mom likes her so let her raise the kid. The Chu family doesn’t lack the child’s portion of rice anyway.”