A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 818: Concealment!

Not long after, Mu Yan packed a few things and went to the hospital.

Recently she hadn’t spent much time with Mu Chen, and soon she would be on set for filming again, so during this period she planned to spend some quality time with Mu Chen.

After not seeing him for a few days, Mu Yan noticed that Mu Chen’s condition seemed to have worsened, his face was extremely pale.

When he saw her, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, "Sis, you’re back."

"Mm." Mu Yan quickly walked over and, seeing his bloodless lips, asked with concern, "Have you been okay these days?"

"I’ve been quite well." Mu Chen smiled, "Was everything smooth in Beijing?"

"Quite smooth." Mu Yan nodded, though her heart was full of worry about his health.

Asking him directly wouldn’t get any answers, and she didn’t know if he had any episodes in the past few days.

"Do they like you there?" Mu Chen asked.

"Of course."

"Makes sense, you’re so wonderful, no one could dislike you." Mu Chen smiled.

Now that his sister had her family, he could rest assured.

Mu Yan held his frail hand and said softly, "I only care if Chenchen likes me."

"Of course I like you, Sis." Mu Chen smiled, "I like you the most."

After chatting for a while, fatigue appeared on Mu Chen’s face.

Mu Yan excused herself to go buy something and stepped out.

She went straight to the doctor to inquire about Mu Chen’s condition, only to find out he had fainted two days ago.

The doctor said directly, "Your brother’s heart is already overstressed, he needs surgery as soon as possible."

"Is there still no suitable heart?" Mu Yan asked.

The doctor sighed, "Your brother has a rare blood type, making it very hard to find a matching heart, but we won’t give up."

"Thank you, doctor." Mu Yan expressed her gratitude.

The doctor nodded and went back to his work.

On the way back to the ward, Mu Yan called Luo Yao.

When she’s not in Upper City, she usually asks Luo Yao to help take care of Mu Chen.

Luo Yao had been instructed by Mu Chen not to disclose his condition to Mu Yan.

But Mu Yan wasn’t so easily fooled anymore.

"Tell me the truth!"

Luo Yao hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, his condition started deteriorating two months ago; he experiences chest pain at night and can’t sleep. At his last checkup, he also lost five pounds, but he didn’t want you to know, fearing you’d worry..."

Feeling dazed, Mu Yan returned to the ward, but she didn’t go in. Instead, she stood outside watching the scene inside.

On the hospital bed, Mu Chen was still awake.

He was clutching his chest, lips tightly pressed, face deathly pale, as if enduring something.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his expression grew increasingly twisted.

Mu Yan suddenly turned around, leaned against the wall, tears uncontrollably streaming down.

Since childhood, Chenchen had been so sensible, trying hard not to be a burden.

But the more he acted like this, the more her heart ached.

She was his sister; she didn’t need a too sensible brother, she just wanted him to be healthy and happy.

She used to believe that as long as she earned enough money, he would get better.

Yet the harsh reality is that no amount of money can easily restore his health.

Fate still remains unkind, granting her love only to snatch away her family once more.

After some time, Mu Yan composed herself and entered the ward; Mu Chen had fallen asleep.

She sat by the bed, carefully observing his face, and at some point realized that his cheekbones had become prominent, his eyes sunken, and his fingers reduced to mere bones.

She reached out to touch him, but was afraid to wake him.

In this moment, he seemed no different from a fragile doll.