I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

280 New Student

This was the first time in the past few months that he had been so uneasy.

A person who originally had no hope suddenly had a chance, and this chance might only come in a few hours.

No one could remain calm at this moment.

Shen Hanyu was calm enough, but he couldn’t resist the ups and downs of his emotions.

He had been restraining himself from thinking about her, but tonight, this tiny hope gave him some confidence. His longing was like the water that had broken through the dam, surging in.

When he closed his eyes, it was Sang Qianqian.

Sang Qianqian, who was always smiling and moving.

The Sang Qianqian who had hugged him and begged him not to leave her behind.

And he saw the Sang Qianqian today, who had been so forceful in examining him, but calmly said “We’re not close”.

—

Shen Hanyu finally managed to fall asleep when the sky turned bright. He had a dream.

In his dream, he returned to Ming City. It seemed like he was at a wedding.

Sang Qianqian, who was wearing a wedding dress, was looking at him shyly. Her eyes were like a lake full of stars, sparkling and glistening.

He could not help but lift her chin and lower his head to kiss her.

However, a strange force pushed him away. Blood and noisy human voices mixed together.

He tried his best to resist the force, but his body seemed to be falling rapidly into a bottomless abyss. He saw Sang Qianqian staggering toward him, trying to hold him back.

However, it was all in vain. The two of them still passed each other.

“Hanyu, Hanyu,” she called his name with tears in her eyes.

“Hanyu, Hanyu.”

Shen Hanyu suddenly sat up while panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

“Hanyu, Hanyu.”

The call continued, accompanied by a light but rhythmic knock on the door.

It was Zhen Yiping’s voice.

Shen Hanyu composed himself, got off the bed, and opened the door.

Outside the door, not only was Zhen Yiping there, even Old Lady Zhen was there.

The two of them looked a little anxious.

The moment she saw him, Old Lady Zhen heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Shen Hanyu with a reproachful expression. “Your uncle called you for so long, why didn’t you answer?”

“I was asleep.”

“What’s the matter?” Shen Hanyu asked in a low and hoarse voice.

“Your grandmother was worried about your health, so she dragged me along to visit you early in the morning.”

Zhen Yiping smiled and said, “I called you for a long time but you didn’t answer. Your grandmother was so anxious.”

“I’m fine, come in and talk.”

Shen Hanyu let them in and walked to the sofa before them.

However, when he turned around, he saw that Zhen Yiping and Old Lady Zhen had not followed him. Instead, they were staring at him in disbelief, their eyes full of shock.

Shen Hanyu’s emotions were still lingering in the dream, thus he wasn’t fully present.

His questions and answers were only instinctive reactions.

“Why aren’t you coming in?” he asked subconsciously.

“Hanyu, you… You…”

Zhen Yiping was ecstatic. “You’ve healed?”

Shen Hanyu was stunned for two seconds. He followed Zhen Yiping’s line of sight and looked at his legs. Suddenly, he understood something, and his mind felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

Before today, he had to hold on to external objects such as tables, chairs, walls, and so on to walk extremely slowly.

Even if it was only a small distance, his nerves would quickly be overwhelmed. Alas, his legs were always too heavy to bear and wouldn’t hold on for long.

But just now, he had walked to the door and back normally, without using anything.

What Qianqian had sent over was really the antidote!

“Hanyu, how are you feeling?”

Old Lady Zhen finally came back to her senses. She pulled Shen Hanyu’s hand and sat down. “Are your legs still heavy? Does your body still hurt? Are you still dizzy?”

These were Shen Hanyu’s previous symptoms, but now, he could not feel any of them.

At this moment, with the old lady’s reminder, he realized that he seemed to have returned to the long-lost past. There was no faint pain and torture, but only slight heaviness from the drowsiness after sleeping for a long time.

“I’m fine.”

Shen Hanyu felt like he was in control of his body again.

It was like a dream.

However, when he saw Old Lady Zhen and Zhen Yiping’s happy smiles, he knew that this was reality.

“The Zhen family’s ancestors have finally blessed us. Hanyu is safe and sound…”

Old Lady Zhen trembled as she wiped her tears and mumbled incoherently.

...

Today was the happiest day in the past few months.

It was no worse than when she first found out about Shen Hanyu’s identity and acknowledged him.

Back then, they had reunited after a long time, but today, it was no less than a new life.

“Miss Sang said that the poison will be completely dissolved in 12 to 24 hours. It’s true.”

Zhen Yiping was also a little excited. There were only two hours left until the 24-hour mark, and the antidote had already taken effect.

“To be safe, I think it’s best to let Miss Sang do a check-up again.”

Old Lady Zhen was worried that something might happen again. “Weren’t you going to the hospital to look for Leshan for a massage treatment today? When the time comes, go and see Miss Sang first to confirm if the poison has been completely cured and if there’s anything else you need to pay attention to.”

Shen Hanyu nodded. “Sure.”

Even if Old Lady Zhen did not say it, he would have gone to see her today.

“Yesterday, your grandmother asked someone to give Miss Sang a portion of the consultation fee. However, she didn’t accept it. I don’t think she’s interested in money.”

Zhen Yiping laughed. “When you see Miss Sang, ask her if there’s anything she likes or wants. We can’t be sloppy with the gift.”

...

During this period of time, the entire Zhen family was shrouded in a gloomy cloud of worry. With the arrival and departure of batches of doctors, Zhen Yiping’s heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley, and he had no choice but to prepare for the worst.

It was fortunate that Sang Qianqian had brought the antidote, allowing the Zhen family to see the light of day again. They could not thank Sang Qianqian enough.

“Whether she’s interested or not, the consultation fee can’t be any less. However, if Miss Sang has any other requests, the Zhen family will try our best to satisfy them.”

Old Lady Zhen’s gratitude towards Sang Qianqian was indescribable, so her way of thanking her was exceptionally generous.

She suddenly thought of something. “Hanyu, aren’t you acquainted with Miss Sang? Ask her when she’s free and invite her to our house for a meal. It’s all thanks to her that you’re able to recover this time. We have to thank her properly.”

—

She put on the familiar white coat, sat in the consultation room, and took the pulse of the patient who came for consultation.

Sang Qianqian only felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment and security, without a single trace of fatigue.

She had not returned to her job for almost half a year. Now that everything had returned to normal, she could finally be a doctor in peace.

The busy morning passed by quickly.

Sang Qianqian stretched her tired body and took a sip of water. She then stood up, intending to return to the department office.

However, the door was pushed open before she could even pull it. A tall and cold man slowly walked in.

Even though he was wearing the simplest of black clothes and had an extremely restrained aura, one glance at him was enough to make one unable to look away.