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Jiang Shiyu said, "I'll give it to you at the apartment building."
There was a bit of distance from the entrance to the apartment building, but Yun Li didn’t refuse and continued walking inside. She sent a message to Shu Ran: "I bought a self-heating hot pot. Let’s have hot pot together tonight!"
Shu Ran replied quickly: "Sure, sounds great!"
When they reached the apartment building, Yun Li took two large shopping bags from his hands and thanked him lightly, "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
Jiang Shiyu watched her retreating figure and smiled softly. Although he said it was a hassle, he didn’t mind being troubled by her.
Yun Li was deliberately making things difficult for him; it was the only way she could vent her frustration. There was a certain thrill in getting back at him.
Jiang Shiyu had been consistent lately, appearing at just the right moments, keeping his distance, and leaving when she no longer needed him, maintaining a perfect balance.
To be honest, she enjoyed bossing him around; it not only relieved her stress but also made her feel comfortable.
On her day off, she went to the hospital for a follow-up check-up. The doctor said she was recovering well and that she didn’t need to take medication anymore, just to continue maintaining a good mood.
After leaving the hospital, Yun Li got into her car and drove away.
Across the street, a black Porsche pulled up, and a man got out, heading towards the hospital with a clear destination in mind—Dr. Meng's consultation room. Dr. Meng was Yun Li's doctor.
The door was open, and there was another patient inside. Jiang Shiyu waited for a while until the last patient left before he entered and closed the door behind him.
"Mr. Jiang," Dr. Meng greeted as he took out a report from his drawer. He placed the report on the desk in front of him.
This was Yun Li's recent medical record. Jiang Shiyu picked it up and glanced through it; the handwriting was chaotic and hard to decipher for most people, but after seeing so many reports, he could recognize it at a glance.
It showed her progress from anxiety to gradual improvement, followed by emotional lows that eventually got better. Her sleep disturbances were also starting to resolve.
"What about the previous ones?" Dr. Meng asked as he went to the cabinet to retrieve them for him. Yun Li hadn’t visited often; it was only recently that she had started coming more frequently. Each time he reviewed her medical history, he would compare it with previous records.
He read through the documents one by one. Dr. Meng felt a bead of sweat forming on his forehead and quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, and Dr. Meng forced a stiff smile. His legs trembled slightly beneath him.
In the past, Jiang Shiyu had always reviewed medical records online; this was his first time coming in person. He set the records down and asked, "Is there a possibility of relapse?"
Dr. Meng adjusted his glasses, which were crooked on his nose. "Yes, if there are significant changes, it could lead to her depression relapsing."
"Got it," Jiang Shiyu replied as he opened the door and walked out.
Watching him leave, Dr. Meng hurriedly closed the door and made a phone call. "Hello! Manager Shi, Mr. Jiang just left. Don’t report these matters to me anymore; just keep the previous medical records under wraps."
Dr. Meng repeatedly assured, "Okay, okay, I’ll destroy them now." After hanging up, he went to the bottom drawer of the cabinet and pulled out another set of medical records.
The next moment, the door opened silently. Someone yanked at his collar; he was a bit overweight, and with all the buttons fastened, the sudden pull nearly choked him. He stumbled backward, dropping the medical records in his hands.
His glasses fell off as he looked up to see a blurry figure appear. Although he couldn't see clearly, Jiang Shiyu's gaze was so cold that it sent a shiver down Dr. Meng's spine.
He picked up the medical records from the floor and saw that the date was June 10th. At that time, Yun Li had seen a doctor for the first time; it noted moderate depression, anxiety neurosis, and severe sleep disorders.
Just moments ago, Jiang Shiyu had reviewed a record indicating mild depression with no other issues—just a simple stamp over it. This condition had persisted for over a month when Dr. Meng had given Jiang Shiyu that record stating that symptoms had only recently appeared.
When Yun Li went to the hospital for treatment, Dr. Meng knew that he sought out another doctor who specialized in this area—this very Dr. Meng himself. He had pleaded with Dr. Meng to treat Yun Li’s illness and to keep him updated on her condition at all times.
Yun Li had reviewed every medical record, never doubting that they could be fabricated, as the surname Meng was one he had chosen himself. There had been no intermediaries involved. However, he hadn’t anticipated that Shi Yi’s reach was so extensive that she had managed to buy off Meng before him. No, it was likely that she had control over the entire hospital, which explained the swift actions taken.
Suddenly, Jiang Shiyu felt a wave of regret wash over him. He should have arranged for someone to protect her from the very beginning, even if it meant risking exposure to Shi Yi.
Dr. Meng began to plead for mercy, but Jiang Shiyu’s gaze remained fixed on the medical record in his hands, his grip trembling slightly. He couldn’t hear Dr. Meng’s voice; all he felt was an overwhelming sense of regret and pain. He took the medical record and left.
Yun Li returned, having forgotten to request more sleeping pills. After parking her car and unbuckling her seatbelt, she noticed a familiar figure in the distance. Her eyes widened—it was Jiang Shiyu. What was he doing here? What was he holding?
Yun Li stayed in her car, watching as he got into his vehicle, which was parked directly across from where she had just stopped. Once inside, Jiang Shiyu suddenly turned cold, pulling out his phone to make a call.
Yun Li observed him for a long time from her car. It wasn’t until nearly ten minutes later that he finally drove away. She stepped out of her vehicle and watched him disappear down the road before biting her lip and heading back into the hospital.
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