Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 5 Introduction to Objects

"Classmate, what happened?" Seeing her heartbroken appearance, almost on the verge of collapse, Su Yifeng quickly reached out to support her slender arm.

"My mom is in the hospital, I need to go to the hospital, I need to go to the hospital..." An Yin raised her head, tears streaming as she looked at the unfamiliar boy beside her, struggling to suppress her tears and said, not noticing at all that he was holding her wrist.

"Tell me the address, I'll take you there," Su Yifeng suggested without hesitation, looking at her sorrowful face.

An Yin hurriedly gave the address.

The two walked out of the campus.

Su Yifeng hailed a cab.

In the back seat, they sat side by side.

While Su Yifeng pitied her, his heart pounded uncontrollably.

From the moment she stepped onto the campus, he had been paying attention to her every move, never expecting to be so close to her one day.

He lowered his head, clenching his fingers into fists, concealing the panic inside.

Just now, his hand had touched her wrist.

She's so thin, her slender hand soft and boneless, enticing in its frailness, making it hard for him to let go.

The car was silent.

Su Yifeng wanted to ask her something, but seeing her wiping away tears while hugging her knees, the words he wanted to say stayed in his throat.

At that moment, he took out his phone and applied for leave from the counselor.

He also helped her apply for leave.

If An Yin were sober now, she would definitely wonder how he knew her counselor.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of the City Hospital, and Su Yifeng paid the fare.

An Yin's eyes were swollen red as she stumbled towards the hospital.

Su Yifeng was afraid she might fall, so he closely followed her.

"An..." His voice almost called out her name, but Su Yifeng quickly changed his words, "Classmate, slow down, don't fall."

It seemed like An Yin didn't hear him.

The hurried looks of the two drew the attention of many passersby.

Attractive young people catch people's eyes wherever they go.

Once in the elevator, Su Yifeng carefully shielded her in a corner, his eyes always on her, watching her every move, worried she might suddenly faint.

At that moment, An Yin looked very unwell, her originally fair face devoid of color, her whole body tense, her eyes empty, like a fragile porcelain doll.

"Don't be afraid, everything will be alright," Su Yifeng leaned towards her ear, trying to ease her tension.

An Yin still had no response.

The elevator ascended slowly.

Two men stood towards the innermost side.

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One man's strong aura was hard to ignore.

Assistant Lin glanced sideways, looking at the person beside him, Bao Shaojin.

Uh...

It's still the same icy Bao Shaojin, no doubt.

Why did he feel that today Bao Shaojin seemed even more aloof?

Could it be that the elevator is too cramped? Gathering coldness.

Forget it, it's better to look at the young couple in the corner, seeing the boy's affectionate gaze on the girl, Assistant Lin sighed inwardly: Youth is great!

And this girl is truly beautiful! Even with her head lowered in distress, her exquisite features were hard to hide.

"We're here." At this moment, Su Yifeng spoke.

An Yin's eyes lit up, and as the elevator door slowly opened, she couldn't wait to dash out.

"Be careful." Su Yifeng grabbed her wrist, stopping her from impulsively rushing out.

At the same time, a cold, deep gaze fell on An Yin's wrist, the girl's slender wrist entwined with the boy's fingers, appearing both abrupt and intimate.

Then, the figures of An Yin and Su Yifeng disappeared.

Soon, the elevator ascended to the top floor, the VIP level.

"Bao Shaojin, we've arrived." Assistant Lin reminded.

Bao Shaojin didn't respond, with his lips slightly pressed and an aura of indifference that gave a sense of distance.

However, upon stepping out of the elevator, Assistant Lin thought he heard a faint cold hum.

That was a disdainful and scornful sound emitted from the nose.

Assistant Lin looked up at his boss, unable to believe the sound came from him.

It must have been his imagination.

It must have been.

In front of the top-level VIP ward.

Bao Shaojin stood before the door, not pushing it open.

"Mr. Bao," Assistant Lin approached nervously, about to help.

"You can go back now," Bao Shaojin's voice was deep and steady.

"Okay," Assistant Lin dared not question, responding with a whisper before leaving silently.

Bao Shaojin furrowed his brows slightly, standing there indifferently.

The disinfectant smell in the air was subtly replaced by the scent of perfume.

While he stayed still, an elderly man in white clothes approached along the corridor.

"Elder Fu," Bao Shaojin called out.

Though elderly, the old man was sprightly, especially when he saw Bao Shaojin. His wrinkled face immediately relaxed, and his voice inadvertently lifted, "A-Jin, since you're here, why are you standing outside? Go quickly to the ward and see your grandmother. She's waiting for you."

The old doctor's words were full of urgency.

"Is grandma setting up potential marriage partners for me?" Bao Shaojin replied with a question.

The elder called Elder Fu was slightly surprised, but not greatly so.

The man before him was renowned in the business world, with sharp observation skills, easily seeing through the elderly woman's little tricks.

"Haha..." Elder Fu concealed his embarrassment with a laugh, "You haven't even gone in yet, how did you guess it's about matchmaking?"

"The perfume is too strong," Bao Shaojin remarked bluntly.

"Ahem..."

Indeed.

Elder Fu internally grumbled, also disliking such heavy perfume more than the smell of disinfectant!

"Elder Fu, if you cooperate with grandma in pretending to be sick next time, the hospital's future looks bleak," Bao Shaojin's words were flat, yet full of menace.

"Little wolf!" Elder Fu pointed at him, cursing a few times before dismissively waving, "Can't be bothered with you."

For the sake of the hospital's annual donation from the Bo family, as the head, Elder Fu swallowed his pride, leaving dejectedly.

Soon after, Bao Shaojin also turned, pacing steadily away.

His proud, cold figure gradually elongated in the corridor.

***

Outside the oncology intensive care unit.

The doctor explained An Yin's mother's condition in detail to An Yin, while Su Yifeng stood silently listening, occasionally handing her tissues to wipe her tears.

Listening to the doctor's words, An Yin bit her lower lip hard to stop herself from crying out loud.

Only after the doctor finished did she tremble lightly and ask, "Can my mom be cured?"

Anyone who hears the word "cancer" first thinks of an incurable disease.

An Yin was no exception.

The doctor looked at the young girl in front of him, reluctant to mention the most dangerous scenarios, and could only reassure her, "You have to trust current medical practices; besides, early-stage breast cancer has quite a high cure rate."

The doctor's words gave An Yin hope.

"Thank you, doctor." An Yin expressed her heartfelt gratitude.

Afterward, the doctor advised on some matters, which An Yin tried to listen to calmly, though Su Yifeng, watching from the side, only felt heartache for her.