Chapter 275: His Sister is Sick?

“Click.”

The sound of the seatbelt unfastening echoed in the car, but it didn’t wake the sleeping man.

The woman placed her hand on the passenger seat and slowly leaned closer to Fang Zhou.

As her soft lips touched his cheek, Qin Yun felt all her day’s fatigue melt away, leaving only a faint sweetness.

The earlier frustration she felt also evaporated in that moment, turning into nothing.

Outside, the heavy downpour had turned into a light drizzle, misting the car windows, mirroring Qin Yun’s subtle and gentle mood.

Her long hair fell onto Fang Zhou’s shoulder, like a butterfly resting on a petal, reluctant to leave.

She was only brought back to reality by the vibration of her phone.

She slowly sat back in her seat, her heart racing, a gentle smile returning to her face.

She unlocked her phone to see a notification from an app.

“It’s done. You can now receive the conversations in the car via the app. But let me remind you, this is a one-time favor. Don’t ask me to do such risky jobs again.”

Qin Yun’s smile deepened, her fingers tapping the screen to reply.

“Don’t worry, just this once. Thanks.”

The person quickly replied, “By the way, I copied the patient data you asked for last time. I’ll send it to you.”

A mosaic image popped up in their chat interface, using the app’s self-destruct feature.

Once opened, the recipient would have five seconds to view the image before it automatically deleted.

Without hesitation, Qin Yun opened the image and was shocked by the information it contained.

She only had time to glance at it, but the diagnostic words burned into her mind like a branding iron.

“Fang Wenjing, female, 17 years old, patient with uremia…”

Qin Yun stared at her phone, lost in thought, until the screen went dark from inactivity.

Her reflection in the black screen showed a tightly furrowed brow and downturned lips, revealing her troubled mood.

She glanced at Fang Zhou, her earlier sweet feelings replaced by a heavy, complex emotion.

How could this be? Does fate always pick on the unfortunate?

His sister, the girl she almost hurt, had such a serious illness…

As a doctor, Qin Yun was used to seeing life and death and had performed countless surgeries.

But when disaster struck someone close to her, she couldn’t remain detached.

Fang Wenjing’s adorable face floated in her mind, making Qin Yun feel like a monster.

Qin Yun, you deserve to die! How could you even think of hurting such an innocent girl?

No wonder Fang Zhou was so averse to her, reacting like a scalded cat whenever she mentioned getting back together.

That was his only sister…

Moreover, his sister was ill, her condition potentially deteriorating at any time.

Putting herself in his shoes, it was impossible for anyone to easily accept someone who once tried to harm their sister.

Guilt and shame washed over Qin Yun, making her retract her gaze awkwardly.

She sat there, watching the raindrops dance on the windshield, lost in thought.

Time passed, and Fang Zhou slowly woke up.

The white noise of the rain had stopped, and the broadcasting building appeared in front of him.

He was momentarily dazed before realizing he was still in Qin Yun’s car.

“We’re here?”

Qin Yun had already composed herself, hiding her earlier distress, and gave Fang Zhou a faint smile.

“We’ve been here for a while.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?”

Fang Zhou asked as he unfastened his seatbelt.

“You seemed to be sleeping well, so I thought I’d let you sleep a bit longer.”

“Alright, thanks for that.”

Fang Zhou checked his phone and saw no missed calls, meaning the car repairs weren’t done yet, so there was no rush.

He placed his hand on the door handle, ready to get out.

Qin Yun pulled out an umbrella from the storage compartment and handed it to him before he could leave.

“Take this; it’s still drizzling.”

Fang Zhou glanced back and saw it wasn’t the same umbrella they had used earlier, indicating she had two.

But he thought it would be more troublesome to return the umbrella later, so he promptly declined.

“No need, it’s just a short distance. You keep it for yourself.”

With that, he closed the car door and dashed out, not giving Qin Yun a chance to respond.

She watched his figure disappear into the rain, feeling a mix of emotions.

Fang Zhou, I didn’t see the truth before and thought you were too harsh on me.

Now I understand you a bit more.

Her dark thoughts faded somewhat after learning about Fang Wenjing’s condition.

But her possessiveness remained high, ready to explode at any moment, transforming her into someone else.

When she finally got home, Qin Yun unlocked the door and put her keys away, greeted enthusiastically by a small dog.

She petted its head, feeling the soft fur, which soothed her considerably.

“Woof! Woof!”

The dog sniffed her all over, occasionally barking excitedly.

Qin Yun’s gaze softened as she petted the dog and asked, “Do you smell him on me?”

The dog seemed to understand, its dark eyes darting around, then it jumped up twice in response.

She laughed, picking up the dog and heading to the living room.

As she walked, she said, “Yes, I spent some time alone with Fang Zhou today.”

Sitting on the sofa, Qin Yun took out a piece of fabric from her bag, cut from a piece of clothing, and held it to the dog’s nose.

“This is from his clothes. Remember his scent, okay?”

“Otherwise, if we get back together and you forget him as your owner, I’ll be mad.”

Qin Yun looked calmly at her dog, her eyes deep.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhou returned home and undressed for a shower, noticing a piece of his shirt was missing, puzzled.

“Hey? Did it get torn somewhere? I don’t remember.”

He chose to stop thinking about it, deciding it wasn’t worth worrying over a piece of clothing.