Unworthy Rich Girl

[No one can heal my disease except you.]

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WOULD CONTAIN A PART THAT COULD CONSIDER AS GORE SO BEWARE.

After arriving at Zhang Shaoyan’s company. Du YiCheng let her out from the car and went back to work. Du YouWei took the card Zhang ShaoYan gave her, swiped his special elevator, and went to the top floor by herself.

After Zhang ShaoYan finished the meeting, he returned to the office and waited for Du YouWei. When Du YouWei arrived, she knocked on his door and heard him say: “Just come in.”

Du YouWei opened the door, poked her head in, and walked in after a few glances: “How do you know it’s me? “

Zhang ShaoYan said: “No one but you dare to knock on the door like this.”

“…” So does he have any requirements for the knocking posture and rhythm? She walked to Zhang Shaoyan’s desk and took out the red envelope from her bag: “Yesterday’s birthday red envelope, I took it for you. I forgot to return it.”

Zhang ShaoYan raised his eyes and said to her, “For you.”

“You really do not want this? It’s very thick.”

His right-hand pulled out an examination paper from the drawer and handed to Du YouWei,” Here, solve this.”

Du YouWei:” ……”

She certainly prefers to hear the president say, “Take it and spend it.”

She laughed twice and took the paper in Zhang Shaoyan’s hand: “Zhang ShaoYan, I want discuss something with you.”

“What?”

“Well, don’t you think you need to see a doctor for your headache?”

“No.”

Du YouWei choked: “You are an adult man. You can’t hide from the doctors.”

Zhang ShaoYan stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head to look at her: ” I didn’t hide from the doctor.”

“Then why don’t you go to the doctor?”

“Who said I didn’t see the doctor?” Zhang ShaoYan still looked at her, “My disease, no one can heal me except you.” Du YouWei clearly heard her heartbeat.

No way, Du YouWei, you have to be steady! This is his tactic in order not to see the doctor!

“That-that, don’t change the topic!” Du YouWei pretended to forcefully slam Zhang Shaoyan’s desk and accused him.

Zhang ShaoYan laughed and asked her, “Did Gao Ye tell you something?”

“…No, no.”

Zhang ShaoYan screwed on the cap and muttered: “Gao Ye talks more and more now.”

“What Gao Ye said is reasonable. If you are sick, you have to see the doctor.” To increase persuasiveness, Du YouWei also used herself as an example, “Look at me, although I hate math so much, didn’t I come to you for tuition?!”

Zhang ShaoYan gave a small smile, stood up and said: “Let’s go.”

Du YouWei followed him and asked him: “Where?”

“See the doctor.”

The psychologist Zhang ShaoYan saw had his studio near the company. Gao Ye, who was driving in the front row, was glad that he agreed to see the psychiatrist.

Zhang ShaoYan doesn’t like to see a psychologist because the psychologist always reminds him of that memory. In the past, when he received treatment, he was alone in the treatment room. This time he brought Du YouWei in as well, leaving Gao Ye to wait outside.

When Dr. Meng saw Zhang ShaoYan taking her in, his eyes fell on Du YouWei: “This lady is?”

Du YouWei stepped up and introduced herself to him: “Hello doctor, my name is Du YouWei.”

Dr. Meng nodded and took a look. He looked at Zhang ShaoYan again: “Ms. Du also came to receive psychological counseling?”

“No, I came with him.”

“With him?” Dr. Meng smiled playfully, “You make him look like a three-year-old.”

“Uh…” Pretty much.

“Let’s start.” Zhang ShaoYan glanced at Dr. Meng, walked to the recliner and sat down. There was also a small sofa beside the recliner. Zhang ShaoYan patted the small sofa beside him and said to Du YouWei: “Sit here.”

“Oh.” Du YouWei walked over and sat down beside Zhang ShaoYan.

Dr. Meng: “…” He believes it now. She came with him.

He looked at Zhang Shaoyan’s direction and asked him: “Why did you fall ill this time? Is it because you remembered Lin Hui’s death?”

“Yeah.” Zhang Shaoyan’s brows frowned slightly, and Du YouWei, upon seeing this, held his hand with some worry. Zhang ShaoYan was stunned for a moment, and then tightened her palm as if greedy for the temperature of her palm.

“Close your eyes and relax your body.” With Dr. Meng’s voice, Du YouWei felt that Zhang Shaoyan’s body did slowly relax.

“Don’t deliberately avoid it, the more you avoid it, the less you can’t avoid it.”

Zhang Shaoyan’s hand slowly clenched Du YouWei again, and Du YouWei stared at him intently, for fear that his head would suddenly hurt again.

In fact, she didn’t understand. She also heard Lin Qian say that day, her brother died for Zhang ShaoYan. But if it was just like this, how could Zhang ShaoYan get such a serious PTSD? Is there anything hidden behind Lin Hui’s death?

Zhang Shaoyan’s mood seemed to be unstable again. Doctor Meng was beside him comforting him, but he didn’t see any improvement. The cold sweat on his forehead became more and more, and his breathing became more shallow. Du YouWei’s hand was hurt by him, but she did not dare to pull it out.

She looked at Dr. Meng and asked him anxiously: “The songs I sang seem to be useful for his illness. Can I sing?”

Dr. Meng was a little surprised, but nodded to her, “Try it.”

Du YouWei put Zhang Shaoyan’s hand on her lap and sang beside him.

The song she sang didn’t sound special to Doctor Meng, but Zhang ShaoYan did calm down slowly. After Du YouWei’s song was finished, he opened his eyes, his heart undulating slightly.

“How are you?” Du YouWei asked.

Zhang ShaoYan looked at her and sat up on the recliner: “It’s okay.”

Dr Meng smiled at them, and said, “I’ll go out to pour a glass of water for you. You should rest first.”

“Your hand…” Zhang ShaoYan looked down at Du YouWei’s hand that was pinched red by him, frowning.

Du YouWei smiled and said: “It’s okay, my skin is easy to red. It doesn’t hurt actually.”

Zhang ShaoYan pursed his lips and did not speak for a while.

Du YouWei hesitated and asked him: “What did you see just now?”

“Lin Hui…” Zhang ShaoYan closed his eyes, as if trying to suppress the faint pain in his temple, “Four years ago, Lin Hui and I went abroad to settle a business there. Although, we brought bodyguards, Lin Hui was still taken away.”

Du YouWei frowned, Lin Hui was taken away? Who want to catch him?

“That day, I’m the one who should have gone out.” Zhang Shaoyan’s low voice slowly came from the side, “Lin Qian was right, Lin Hui died for me.”

Du YouWei shook his hand and did not speak. After a while, Zhang ShaoYan calmed down a bit, and continued: “A drug gang there was preparing to buy a batch of weapons, but when they know that the other party took their money and ran away. They can only find someone else to buy it again, but the money was not enough. Just when Lin Hui and I got there, they knew we had money.”

“So… they want to catch you for money?”

“Well, they wanted to catch me, but Lin Hui was caught. Originally, I could rescue Lin Hui by giving money, but my eldest brother called the police, and then things got out of control.”

Then, Zhang ShaoYan went quiet for a while. It seemed that the following words would require great courage: “You know, those people…. They are all desperate desperadoes. They tortured Lin Hui and sent his eyes, ears, and fingers to me little by little…”

“Okay, stop talking.” Du YouWei stopped Zhang Shaoyan’s words afterwards. She didn’t dare to imagine how he felt when he received those things.

Zhang ShaoYan took a deep breath, clenched his fist and said, “When the police rescued Lin Hui, he was already dead. I didn’t dare to let his parents see his body…”

“Enough, Zhang ShaoYan, don’t say anything.” Du YouWei knelt beside him and reached out to hug him.

T/S: HI, I have an announcement to make. I have decided to changed website to release chapters for my translated stories as I will not used this website anymore. Thank you.