The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! - Chapter 959

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Chapter 959: 959

That same night .

Lan Yu waited outside the hospital, sick with anxiety .

The hospital was a quarantine zone now and all access was forbidden .

She was overwhelmed with despair, just like that time with the traffic accident .

Death was a fate no one could escape .

It was said that the phones of all the medical staff were going to be confiscated, but the patients still had theirs, allowing them to contact their families .

Lan Yu looked down at her phone, which was wet from the sweat in her palm .

It remained silent . There wasn’t even a message .

Passers-by were scurrying away, wearing big masks . “It’s so scary… I heard that they haven’t come up with a vaccine yet and the death rate is very high!”

“Gosh! Just go back home . Stay away from crowded places in the next few days . You never know when you’re infected!”

“…”

Lan Yu dialed Meng Xingzhou’s number with trembling fingers .

It was quite a while before the call went through .

“It’s me . ” Meng Xingzhou sounded tired .

Lan Yu’s voice was choked with sobs as soon as she started talking . “How… how are you?”

“I’m alright,” said Meng Xingzhou curtly . “I think I’m going to hang up now . ”

“I love you,” Lan Yu said quickly, as if she was afraid that this was her last chance to tell him that . “I love you very much . Thank you for all the joy you’ve brought me . I’ve been very happy, even without the recognition from your family . ”

Neither of them spoke again and all they could hear was the heavy breathing on the other end .

Meng Xingzhou hung up after a while without another word .

Turning to the mild-tempered doctor on one side, he asked, “Dr . He… should I be worried about my life now?”

He Jiayu smiled . “Theoretically, all diseases can be life-threatening . ”

“You’re right . ” Meng Xingzhou smiled . “Do you want to use my phone?”

“No, thanks . ”

Meng Xingzhou knew that it was to prevent cross-infection . At this early stage, no one was sure exactly how the epidemic spread .

After some consideration, he switched off his phone and handed it in .

Lying there, he felt completely calm about facing a death that might or might not come .

His parents would be taken good care of and Lan Yu would find someone more reliable once he was gone .

It would all go as planned .

But… why did he feel so sad?

–

After a long meeting with specialists on respiratory diseases in the afternoon, He Jiayu went back to his small room .

It was a tidy, white quarantine room .

There was pen and paper on the bedside table, which all the rooms for medical staff had .

He Jiayu sat down on the bed and was going to write something, but with his long legs, the position turned out to be rather uncomfortable . He then got out of bed, crouched down on the floor, and started writing .

It was going to be his will .

Whenever an epidemic hit, doctors, the ones that healed the wounded and rescued the dying, were also the ones to bear the brunt .

They couldn’t save themselves every time .

He only wrote three lines in his elegant handwriting, but felt drained of all strength . He Jiayu smiled a little .

After folding the paper and putting it in an envelope, He Jiayu rubbed his temples .

Thump, thump —

He jumped at the noise outside his window .

Turning around, He Jiayu was dumbfounded .

In the silver moonlight, Su Xiaomo was standing outside his window wearing a cap and a big mask .

He Jiayu went pale . They were on the 17th floor!

He went over to the window, but he couldn’t scold her loudly given the current situation . He could only grit his teeth as he said, “Are you insane? What’s with the flying trapeze act?!”

Su Xiaomo pointed at the harness and cable she was suspended from . Thinking that he might not be able to hear her clearly, she shouted, “Fengfeng helped me borrow it from his production unit! It’s quite sturdy! Really!”