If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 1354: Fortunately Saved a Life

Although Shen Chi had hired quite a few servants for them, only Mo Shuifu was taking care of Shen Shihan in the hospital room.

Mo Shuifu sat in front of the sickbed, quietly watching Shen Shihan. When Xu Chaomu entered, Mo Shuifu did not react much, her face pale.

"Shuifu, I came to see third brother," Xu Chaomu approached her.

Xu Chaomu had come alone, wanting to talk privately with Mo Shuifu.

Mo Shuifu lifted her head slightly and nodded.

"Shuifu, you have to believe in third brother and the doctor, he will wake up," Xu Chaomu comforted her.

"I don’t know..." Mo Shuifu shook her head, "But as long as he is here, I will stay with him. I would rather be hurt myself than have it be him."

Xu Chaomu sighed, "If it were third brother, he would think the same. Shuifu, you must take care of yourself, so that third brother will be happy when he wakes up."

Mo Shuifu nodded, looking very haggard and tired.

Her gaze remained fixed on Shen Shihan, never leaving him for a moment.

Seeing Mo Shuifu like this made Xu Chaomu feel very sad; there was a time when Mo Shuifu was very happy, and how much she liked Mo Shuifu to always be happy.

But... things do not always go as wished.

"Shuifu, have you gone for a pregnancy check? You need to take care of your health," Xu Chaomu expressed her concern, "If not yet, I also need to do a check at the hospital, we could go together."

Mo Shuifu’s thoughts were unclear, she remained silent, her gaze deep and distant.

Xu Chaomu sat and talked with her, most of the time it was Xu Chaomu talking, while Mo Shuifu listened, Mo Shuifu rarely spoke.

Xu Chaomu knew Mo Shuifu was suffering, she could only try her best to keep her company.

But every time Xu Chaomu turned to see Shen Shihan on the bed, she could scarcely control her own emotions.

Seeing Shen Shihan like this made her sad, let alone Mo Shuifu who must be under great mental pressure.

Xu Chaomu had the butler bring over some chicken soup, and she served a bowl to Mo Shuifu.

"Shuifu, no matter what, you have to think about the child in your belly, he’s your and third brother’s little angel," Xu Chaomu said, "With this little angel here, everything will get better; there will be a miracle."

Mo Shuifu nodded, remaining silent.

The butler, seeing Mo Shuifu like this, was very saddened and had secretly wiped away tears several times.

Mo Shuifu took a few sips of the chicken soup then could not eat anymore, sitting silently, not speaking.

Xu Chaomu was genuinely worried that if this continued, the child might be affected, but she couldn’t think of a better solution.

When night fell, the hospital room door was unexpectedly knocked upon.

The butler quickly stood up, calling out, "Who is it?"

"Shuifu, it’s me," came the voice of a middle-aged man.

The butler opened the door, and outside stood an honest-looking middle-aged man, holding some fruits and nutritional supplements in his hands.

Mo Shuifu turned her head, wiped her tears, and smiled, "Uncle Zhang, why have you come?"

Xu Chaomu felt the man looked familiar but couldn’t recall who he was. Upon hearing Mo Shuifu call him Uncle Zhang, she remembered, he was a relative from Mo Shuifu’s family, who had visited their home a few times before.

Xu Chaomu had met him too, but so many years had passed, she really couldn’t remember.

"It’s nothing much, just heard there was a bit of trouble here, so came to see you," the man said.

"It’s nothing serious," Mo Shuifu shook her head.

"Uncle Zhang knew right away that there was something wrong when he saw Shen Shihan on the hospital bed.

At the sight of Shen Shihan, he froze, rooted to the spot, unable to speak for a while.

"Uncle Zhang, please have a seat. Do you remember me? I am Xu Chaomu." Xu Chaomu smiled faintly.

Uncle Zhang shifted his gaze, looking at Xu Chaomu a few times before realization dawned: "Oh, you’re the little girl from next door to Shui Fu, all grown up now."

"Hehe." Xu Chaomu chuckled, "Yes, it’s me. We’ve met a few times."

"Right, right, a few times." Uncle Zhang nodded repeatedly, "So many years have passed, I didn’t expect you to still be in touch with Shui Fu."

"Our relationship is still quite good." Xu Chaomu said, "After all these years, I didn’t expect to still see you, Uncle Zhang."

"I was just passing through C City when I heard about Shui Fu’s situation, so I came to see. I didn’t bring much, please don’t mind."

"We won’t mind, we won’t." Xu Chaomu said, "You are Shui Fu’s relative, and we don’t have many relatives as it is. We are already happy that you could come."

The butler poured a glass of water for Uncle Zhang, watching Xu Chaomu, thinking how the young girl had become more articulate.

Uncle Zhang took the glass from the butler, repeatedly thanking her.

"Uncle Zhang, how have you been recently?" Mo Shuifu asked.

Uncle Zhang nodded: "I’ve been working on various projects, not too bad. I feel luckier than before, more optimistic."

Mo Shuifu nodded; she too had a narrow escape when Uncle Zhang’s car met with an accident.

Sometimes she thought, if she had perished in that accident, maybe all that followed would never have happened, and Shen Shihan wouldn’t have met her.

He would have had a better wife, a more stable life.

But, there are no ifs, and seven years have already passed.

"Shui Fu... Is this your husband?" Uncle Zhang looked over at Shen Shihan on the bed.

Uncle Zhang’s eyes held an unsettled glint, occasionally glancing towards the hospital bed.

Mo Shuifu nodded: "Mm, there was an incident."

Xu Chaomu hugged Mo Shuifu’s shoulders, whispering reassurances: "Brother Shan will be alright."

Uncle Zhang, staring at Shen Shihan felt him somewhat familiar, he asked quietly: "Shui Fu... Is he the Mr. Shen who saved us back then?"

Mo Shuifu shook her head: "Uncle Zhang, you’re mistaken, the one who saved us was the Fourth Young Master Shen, we’ve met him."

Xu Chaomu also recalled that incident, how Mo Shuifu and Uncle Zhang had stopped Shen Chi’s car outside the hospital, constantly expressing their gratitude.

At that time, Xu Chaomu didn’t pay much attention, for Shen Chi didn’t make much of it.

But when Xu Chaomu once asked Shen Chi if he saved someone, Shen Chi always said that Mo Shuifu mistook him...

"Fourth Young Master Shen?" Uncle Zhang thought doubtfully, "He looks like your husband."

His memory was also fuzzy; he often felt that the person on the hospital bed resembled the one who saved them.

"Perhaps, they are brothers." Mo Shuifu said, "And also Chaomu’s husband."

"That’s it..." Uncle Zhang’s face filled with confusion.

He tried to recall, back when the accident occurred, he was lying in a pool of blood, vaguely someone was smashing the car window. He tried to open his eyes wide, but his vision was blurry.

Later when he met the Fourth Young Master Shen, he was certain it was Fourth Young Master Shen who saved them, but seeing Mo Shuifu’s husband today... why did he look more like the figure in his memory?

Could it really be that the two brothers looked so alike, and he was mistaken?"

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