Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin-Chapter 453 Unwilling to Accept Treatment_1

In actuality, the moment Ji Yunhuan saw Qi Cheng in such a pitiful state, she regretted her decision. She had left Qi Cheng in the hope that he would lead a better life, not to make him end up in this wretched condition.

Because he had fainted, it was inconvenient to move him upstairs, so they let him lie down on the sofa. Ji Yunhuan looked at the frail hand in front of her, holding back the tears that were about to fall.

Her heart ached terribly.

She never dreamed that Qi Cheng would become like this.

Ji Yunhuan reached out and touched his forehead. It was burning hot.

His illness had become much more severe than before.

Thinking of how her brother had found a doctor for him, only for him to refuse, she couldn’t help but want to scold him for being an idiot.

After her brother left, a servant and the doctor quickly arrived.

They took Qi Cheng upstairs, and the doctor prepared to administer an IV...

Ji Yunhuan watched from the side, her entire body frozen, blood pulsing in reverse through her veins.

Just as the doctor was inserting the IV tube, Qi Cheng woke up.

He stared at the ceiling for two seconds, recalling how he got here...

Sitting up, he looked at the room full of people and said coldly, "Who let you in?"

Because of his severe cold, his voice was very hoarse.

Scenes like this had happened countless times before. The servants and doctors were already afraid of him.

Although Qi Cheng was a patient, his innate cold demeanor made everyone somewhat fearful of him.

"Ms. Ji," the doctor pleaded, looking at Ji Yunhuan, hoping she could calm Qi Cheng down.

Qi Cheng had already yanked out the IV tube. At this moment, he felt dizzy, seeing double, and upon hearing the doctor’s voice, his body shuddered. He looked up and saw Ji Yunhuan standing nearby.

The blood kept flowing as the needle was pulled out. He seemed numb to it, and the nurse quickly grabbed some medical cotton to try and stop the bleeding, but he harshly pushed her away. "Get out!"

Ji Yunhuan walked over. "Qi Cheng, you can’t be this willful."

Hearing her voice, confirming it was her and not just an illusion, he sneered, "What are you here for? Didn’t you leave?"

Even though he had been waiting for her to come back, being seen in his destitute state by Ji Yunhuan made him only feel deeply ashamed.

After all, didn’t she despise him for having nothing?

Ji Yunhuan took the cotton from the nurse’s tray and handed it to him. Blood streamed down from the back of his hand, some staining his shirt. Ji Yunhuan wanted to help him with the wound, but he fiercely pushed her away.

Despite being ill, Qi Cheng was still strong. Ji Yunhuan, unprepared, was shoved to the ground.

He only gave her a cold look, then swept everything off the table next to him to the floor. "Get out. I want all of you gone!"

The servants, seeing this, were at a loss.

Ji Yunhuan stood up, looking at Qi Cheng. "I was wrong before. I regret it now. Qi Cheng, it’s my fault, and I apologize to you. Please, forgive me?"

"Forgive?" He gave her a dismissive look, a cold smile on his lips. "Do you need my forgiveness? Since you left, don’t come back!"

The day she left, he had watched from this room as she left with Bai Liyan, naively hoping she would return. But he waited and waited, and she never came back.

"Even if you hate me, you shouldn’t ruin yourself like this just because you’re sick, right?"

Thinking about how he had been doing meaningless things waiting for her return, her heart ached terribly.

"I don’t need your pity." Qi Cheng glanced at everyone menacingly, ordering, "All of you, get out."

"Qi Cheng, don’t be like this." Ji Yunhuan looked at him angrily, realizing he was like an iceberg.

He must have hated her for a long time!

He must be desperate, disappointed in her... to react this way.

Seeing everyone still standing there, Qi Cheng got up, intending to leave.

His illness was so severe that even walking was a struggle.

Watching him like this, Ji Yunhuan couldn’t help but step forward and hold him tightly. "Qi Cheng!"

He looked at the hands around his waist and tried to wrench them away with force. Ji Yunhuan felt pain from his grip but refused to let go. "It’s all my fault. It’s my mistake, but you can’t joke with your life. I promise I won’t leave you again, alright?"

He stubbornly tried to push her away, Ji Yunhuan hurt by his strength, but still held him tightly.

The room felt suffocating. Qi Cheng began to cough, his body trembling with each cough.

He temporarily let go of Ji Yunhuan, and she also released him.

He sat on the bed, struggling, and she gently patted his back.

Seeing his pitiful state, Ji Yunhuan felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.

The blood on the back of his hand had dried, looking quite nasty. Ji Yunhuan asked someone to bring hot water and handed it to him. He looked at her, and Ji Yunhuan said seriously, "You can not drink it or pour it on me instead."

It was hot water, quite scalding.

He took the cup, drank it down in one gulp, and then told everyone, "Get out."

Everyone stood around. With Ji Yunhuan here, they didn’t heed Qi Cheng’s words.

Ji Yunhuan said, "You all go out first. I’ll call you later."

He was unwilling to receive treatment; it was inevitable. Even if they forcefully gave him an IV, he would still pull the needle out.

The servants left the room in an orderly fashion, leaving only Ji Yunhuan and Qi Cheng.

She looked at him, using some cotton to wipe the blood from around the needle mark. Fresh blood welled up again, and she covered it with the cotton...

Hearing Qi Cheng’s question, "What are you here for? To pity me?"

Ji Yunhuan, hearing his words, looked up at this man filled with hatred. Witnessing his most wretched state, she still felt heartache.

She glanced at his icy demeanor, reached out her hand, and gently placed it on his face. "Why do you do this? Even if I left, you could go back to the Qi Family and live a better life."

"In your eyes, that’s supposed to be a better life for me. In my eyes, it’s not!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yunhuan’s tears fell, landing on the back of his hand.

He was stunned by her tears and glared at her fiercely. "Why are you crying? Feeling sorry for me?"

She remained silent, unable to utter a word.

On her way back to Jiangling, she had considered many possibilities, but she never imagined seeing Qi Cheng in such a state, having almost given up his life for her.