Marry Me Quick

Chapter 733 Focus on Me, Hmm?

After Xia left, only Muchen, Ziyue and Zixi remained in the room.

Ziyue gazed up at Muchen and noticed that he had shed a few pounds, but otherwise, he appeared unscathed.

Thank goodness Muchen didn't turn out like those protagonists in cheesy romance s who let themselves go

and starved for love, like the ones she used to devour as a teenager.

She turned and smiled at Zixi, who had grown so much when she was in unconscious slumber.

Muchen had evidently taken great care of himself and Zixi.

"Let me know if you feel any discomfort, and I'll call the doctor," Muchen's tender gaze focused on her and said

with a husky voice.

Zixi, feeling somewhat neglected, piped up, "Mom, I'll go help Aunt An in the kitchen."

Giving Ziyue a hug, he bounced off the bed and made his way to the kitchen with quick strides.

That warm embrace melted Ziyue's heart instantly.

How could my son be so well-behaved and lovable!

Muchen gently reached out, cupping her face, and directed her attention to him.

There was a hint of visible dissatisfaction in his voice. "Don't look at him. Focus on me, hmm?"

"Why? You still look the same to me." Ziyue turned her head to face him, a smile playing on her lips as she teasingly

pinched his cheek.

Muchen's face softened with adoration, and he slightly lowered his gaze.

At that moment, he finally discerned that Ziyue had genuinely awakened, and he felt her radiance again.

Ziyue emerged from her slumber and felt a slight weakness, but surprisingly, fatigue eluded her. In fact, she felt

pretty energized.

When she discovered it was Zixi's third birthday today, only then she realized she had been confined to the bed for

six months.

A solid six months. Half a year was gone just like that.

Ziyue had spent the winter and now found herself amid summer, lying on this hospital bed.

After the shock, she felt joy and gratitude for surviving a calamity.

She did feel a twinge of regret for slipping up and missing the chance to spend the New Year and a family get-

together with Muchen as intended.

But many New Year's would come in the next few decades anyway.

Thinking of that, Ziyue was determined to make it up to them.

Returning to the present, Ziyue asked Muchen, "Isn't it Zixi's birthday today, but why is Xia stuck in the kitchen?"

Muchen raised an eyebrow. At this moment, he only desired to be by Ziyue's side—nothing else mattered, not even

cooking.

To him, cooking was simply a means to spend time together and keep Ziyue company.

"I'll call the doctor to come and check on you first, then I'll head to the kitchen, alright?"

Ziyue nodded.

The doctor arrived shortly and performed a standard examination on Ziyue, asking her some questions.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin. Mrs. Qin is fine. She has just been sleeping for an extended period, but once she goes home

and gets some more rest, she will fully recover. If you're still worried, consider getting a complete check-up."

As the doctor left, Xiyi arrived.

As he walked in, he noticed the blanket pulled back on the bed and Ziyue sitting on the sofa, clad in a coat. He stood

there for a moment, a bit dazed, before reacting.

"Mrs. Qin?"

"Dr. Mo?" Ziyue also seemed surprised to see Xiyi.

Afterwards, she recalled emailing Xiyi, asking about his return.

A flicker of joy appeared on Xiyi's typically stern face. "I've been back for a while. I'm your attending physician."

"How are you feeling?"

Dressed in a white shirt and black suit pants, he rolled up his sleeves and settled in front of Ziyue.

"I'm okay, just feeling a bit weak," Ziyue replied, shaking her hand.

"That's normal. You'll be back to normal in a few days."

Xiyi wasn't one to be talkative, except when interacting with patients.

Earlier, Ziyue had sent Muchen to the kitchen.

Muchen took over the cooking duties, allowing Xia to take a break and get some rest.

Before Xia entered the room, she overheard Xiyi continuously citing professional terms and discussing various

complex precautions.

Xia couldn't resist teasing, "Dr. Mo, Ziyue isn't your student."

Two months ago, Muchen had taken up a professorship at Yunzhou University's Medical School, an ideally suited role

for him.

"Xia, come and sit here," Ziyue waved at Xia as she approached.

The room's curtains were left undrawn, allowing sunlight to stream and brighten the space.

Ziyue looked healthy, with sheer radiance shining through.

In a sudden flash of memory, Xia recalled their first meeting. She was just a young girl back then, hailing from a

small town, and from the moment she laid eyes on Ziyue, she was awestruck by her breathtaking beauty.

As inherently visual creatures, teenage girls tend to appreciate the beauty in both objects and individuals.

Captivated by Ziyue's looks, Xia felt an undeniable urge to befriend her.

Although she had an inkling that Ziyue came from a privileged background, Xia still summoned the courage to

approach her.

Surprisingly, they hit it off and became close friends after getting acquainted.

Each person had unique qualities, but they were all bound by the limitations of their energy. There was only so

much time and capacity to make friends, get to know people, and appreciate the remarkable traits in others.

When Xia met Ziyue early on and discovered her remarkable qualities, their friendship seemed almost predestined.

Xia plopped down beside Ziyue, a mischievous grin on her face. "Dr. Mo has upgraded to Professor Mo now. He's

rocking it at Yunzhou University's Medical School. If any of my buddies or family's kids want to pursue medicine, I'm

totally sending them his way."

Muchen raised an eyebrow, clearly perplexed. "Your buddies' and family's kids?"

Caught off guard by his serious response, Xia backtracked, feeling embarrassed. "Um, just a hypothetical situation."

Ziyue burst into laughter. Xiyi might have been promoted to a more esteemed title, but his personality hadn't

changed.

Meanwhile, Ziyue's thoughts drifted to Ke, and both Ke and Chuan appeared as if by fate.

When they caught sight of Ziyue, their reaction mirrored that of Xia's.

Ke stepped forward, embracing Ziyue tightly before breathing a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank heavens!"

Gratitude welled up within Ziyue for the support and care she had received from her family and friends, "You all

must have been through so much."

Although her recollection of the past six months remained hazy after her prolonged sleep, she had a sense that

they had endured hardships together.

Shaking her head, Ke uttered, "Your awakening is what matters."

At that instant, Ziyue realized that someone was noticeably absent.

Still groggy from the extended slumber, her mind gradually pieced together the missing person's identity.

Turning to Xia, she inquired, "Where is Jingshu?"

"Ah?" Xia hesitated momentarily before replying, "He's caught up with things outside Yunzhou City."

Discomfort briefly flashed across Xia's face.

Ziyue nodded, deep in thought, refraining from prying further.

The unresolved matters between Xia and Jingshu would have ample future discussion opportunities.