C13 Accompanying Nuan Okay?

Murong Yu was momentarily taken aback before it dawned on him that Luo Yu and Ye Shengcheng had already departed. He knew Ye Sunuan would be frightened if she returned to the ward alone.

Noticing Murong Yu's guard was down, Ye Suhee persisted with her plea, her voice soft, "Mr. Yu, would you stay with Nuan, please?"

Murong Yu had always been a sucker for Ye Suhee's frail demeanor. He glanced at her, saw no signs of her regaining consciousness, and ultimately acquiesced to Ye Sunuan's request.

As they left the Obstetrics and Gynecology floor, Murong Yu made a point to leave his contact details at the nurses' station, instructing the nurse to monitor Ye Suhee's IV closely and to notify him immediately of any changes.

The charge nurse, observing the strikingly handsome man before her, kept her questions to herself.

"You're the patient's husband, aren't you? Why aren't you staying with her instead of leaving with another woman?"

But upon noticing that Ye Sunuan was also in a hospital gown, the charge nurse simply nodded in understanding.

Accompanied by Murong Yu, Ye Sunuan was visibly overjoyed, her smile unabashedly brightening her face.

Despite her feelings for Murong Yu, Ye Sunuan had always been careful to maintain her innocent reputation and never dared to ask him to spend the night. Yet, with this perfect opportunity at hand, she couldn't help but wish for it.

Murong Yu was in turmoil and didn't pay much attention to Ye Sunuan's mood.

Even now, he couldn't untangle his feelings for Ye Suhee. Any human being would be concerned and anxious if something happened to her, but beyond those common emotions, he felt a persistent, piercing pain in his heart that he couldn't explain.

Murong Yu was torn between wanting to understand these feelings and a subconscious desire to evade them, leaving him confused.

He was unwilling to acknowledge any emotions for Ye Suhee beyond resentment.

In a daze, he followed Ye Sunuan to another floor of the hospital. Her ward was a luxurious double room. Upon entering, Ye Sunuan eagerly pulled Murong Yu to her bedside, climbed onto the bed, and patted the space next to her, signaling for Murong Yu to join her.

"Nuan, I thought you wanted to rest?" Murong Yu didn't immediately move but instead asked her gently.

"Mr. Yu, come over here," Ye Sunuan cooed, her voice soft and playful. "Nuan has something she wants to share with you."

Her large, expectant eyes made it impossible for Murong Yu to resist. He acquiesced to her wish and took a seat beside her.

With unbridled excitement, Ye Sunuan moved closer to Murong Yu, wrapping her arms tightly around his. Her smile was radiantly sweet.

"Nuan, what is it that you want to talk about?" Murong Yu inquired, looking down at Ye Sunuan, finding her smile irresistibly adorable.

"I want to say," Ye Sunuan began, lifting her gaze to meet Murong Yu's eyes with a chilling seriousness, "perhaps it's for the best that my sister had a miscarriage."

Murong Yu was taken aback, the memory of Ye Suhee's words before she emerged from the operating room flooding back. He looked at Ye Sunuan with a mix of surprise and confusion.

His Nuan, so pure and kind, how could she utter such a heartless statement?

Noticing the disapproval in Murong Yu's eyes, Ye Sunuan responded with composure, "Mr. Yu, Nuan has her reasons for saying this. Do you really think I'm heartless?"

"That's not what I meant..." Murong Yu, seeing the frown on Ye Sunuan's face, tenderly caressed her brow, his voice filled with concern as he explained, "I'm just puzzled..."

"Mr. Yu, don't you remember what happened when you were fourteen?" Ye Sunuan asked, broaching the subject of their shared past without preamble.

Fourteen years old?

Murong Yu's eyebrows lifted once more as memories cascaded through his mind. His features hardened with the recollection. That incident—how could he ever forget?