Forced marriage by a substitute bride? The spoiled son of a prominent Beijing socialite! His whole f

He Yan's heart seemed to leap into her throat, and she ran incredibly fast.

This short flight of stairs seemed incredibly long to her.

I was afraid I would come back too late, and even more afraid that the outcome would be something she couldn't accept.

"He Yan? What do you mean by this?"

Jiang Lu and Zhong Wenqian were stunned by He Yan's scolding, but when they came to their senses, they hurriedly followed her.

If something happens to Bo Xilai, the two of them will be held responsible.

He Yan was in no mood to answer.

She held the freshly made pills, still warm in her hand, and suddenly pushed the door open.

"Bo Siheng!"

But there was no one in the bed.

He Yan then went to check next door and the bathroom, and finally found him on the balcony.

Bo Siheng was lying back in a rattan chair, staring blankly at the moonlight.

He turned around when he heard the voice behind him.

"Xiaoyan, you're back."

He Yan's eyes widened in shock. If she hadn't been certain that Bo Siheng was still alive, she would have thought she was seeing a ghost.

His face was almost as white as the moon.

That's not how someone should be cured at all.

"Why didn't you wait for me to come back? What medicine did He Yiyi give you?"

"I do not know."

Bo Siheng shook his head, his expression indifferent.

He wouldn't blame He Yiyi for her lack of medical skills; after all, it was a fact that she had saved him, and he was still grateful.

I have consulted many renowned doctors about my condition, but without exception, I have been politely refused by all of them.

He's actually quite content that he's managed to hold on until now.

"Sit with me for a while?"

Bo Siheng reached out his hand, waiting for He Yan to come over.

He has made his decision.

No matter how reluctant he was, he had to let go. He wanted to ensure that He Yan was safe while he was dealing with Bo Yuanzhou, so that she wouldn't have to worry about him and could just have a peaceful pregnancy.

He Yan didn't move; she saw the different emotions in Bo Siheng's eyes.

He was thinking something crazy, and there was no turning back.

"Bo Siheng, tell me, what are you thinking?"

She took another step forward, standing just a step away from him, and then she no longer wavered.

The two were like distinct, sharply defined edges.

He Yan asked again.

What are you thinking?

"Xiao Yan..."

Bo Siheng sighed. He should have known that He Yan was even more stubborn than he had imagined.

She was so persistent, she persisted from beginning to end.

Only you will back down.

"He Yan, is Master Bo alright?"

Jiang Lu and Zhong Wenqian followed, their eyes filled with obvious worry.

But seeing Bo Siheng and He Yan confronting each other, he realized something was wrong.

"Cough... I knew it, Mr. Bo is alright now."

As a single woman, Zhong Wenqian had no idea what it was like for men and women to get along; all he saw was that Master Bo was alright.

At least he felt that He Yiyi was indeed capable, as she had managed to revive Master Bo.

"He seems to be alright?"

He Yan frowned as she looked at Bo Siheng, feeling both angry and heartbroken.

She walked over and reached out her hand, but instead of shaking his hand, she took his pulse.

"Although the person is awake, their body is even weaker."

"That's impossible! I just examined Mr. Bo, and he clearly..."

Zhong Wenqian stared in disbelief, and hurriedly went over to check Master Bo's pulse again. His expression changed instantly.

"This...it wasn't like this just now."

He couldn't figure out the problem; he just assumed that Bo Ye's condition was too serious.

"Could it be that He Yiyi's medical skills are inadequate, so her medicine was effective at the time but is now ineffective?"

"Wenqian, if He Yiyi's medical skills are not good, then how did she get her reputation?"

Jiang Lu looked at He Yan's expression and also sensed that something was wrong.

He Yiyi made a firm promise, but she wouldn't agree if the medicine she brought didn't work.

The reasons behind this are thought-provoking.

"It couldn't possibly be He Yiyi trying to harm Master Bo, could it?"

Zhong Wenqian looked completely bewildered, as if his long-held beliefs had been challenged.

Why did He Yiyi do this?

"Nothing is impossible."

He Yan glanced at Bo Siheng, and under his hopeful gaze, she still took his hand.

It was very cool, just like when we first met.

This situation led He Yan to some suspicions.

Bo Siheng's expression visibly softened.

“Regardless of whether He Yiyi’s medicine works or not, I have indeed woken up. It’s impossible to hold her responsible for this matter. Xiaoyan, it’s okay if my body can’t be cured.”

He was already content that He Yan could wait for her to return.

All I wanted to do for the rest of my time was talk to her and say a final goodbye.

"You have time to overthink things, why don't you listen to whether I have a way to save you?"

He Yan rolled her eyes at him, feeling both angry and amused.

She's working so hard so that her children's father can get better soon.

He even planned out how he wanted to die?

“Jiang Lu, Zhong Wenqian, I’ll reiterate: from now on, you must ensure that no one is allowed to disturb Bo Siheng during his treatment, especially He Yiyi!”

Her gaze was sharp and fierce, her aura extremely arrogant at this moment.

"any questions?"

"No! I won't do it again."

Zhong Wenqian was the first to speak up, saying he thought He Yan was extremely fierce.

Seeing that Bo Ye's condition had not improved, his trust in He Yiyi began to crumble.

Jiang Lu echoed this sentiment.

He seemed to feel relieved after hearing He Yan's words.

"Then you can go out. I want to talk to Bo Siheng alone."

He Yan turned back to look at Bo Siheng, and unconsciously emphasized the last few words.

The two men felt a strange sense of sympathy for Mr. Bo, and then quickly slipped away.

"Xiao Yan..."

Bo Siheng enjoys watching He Yan roast people, but if he were the one roasting them, he wouldn't like it so much.

He Yan helped him into the bedroom, her movements not exactly gentle.

"I told you I can cure you, so you'd better listen to me."

She took out the pills and dissolved them in warm water.

"Take the medicine."

That was medicine she had spent several hours making using ancient methods, and she couldn't let it go to waste.

No one can take the person she tries to snatch from the hands of death.

"it is good."

Bo Siheng couldn't bear to upset He Yan, so he would fulfill all her requests.

Ke Heyan didn't like his perfunctory attitude.

“Bo Siheng, let’s be honest with each other, okay? Didn’t you always believe in me? Well, I want you to keep doing that now. Never question anything I do. When the time comes, I will tell you everything.”

It wasn't that she deliberately wanted to hide her identity and the fact that she had a child.

Rather, it was because she understood Bo Siheng's temperament.

He has now resigned himself to his fate, believing that he will definitely die, so his attitude has become extreme.

She knew he couldn't let go of the Bo family and his grandmother, and wanted to use his last remaining time to eliminate the threat posed by Bo Yuanzhou.

Therefore, she will definitely help him.

This was also to allow him to feel for himself that he was being healed.

He will have the opportunity to do everything he wants.

“You will feel the effects of this medicine within fifteen minutes at most, but I must tell you in advance that you will experience a lot of pain because you cannot treat it slowly, you must treat it quickly, so the medicine is quite strong.”

"I'm not afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of pain?"

Bo Siheng's expression finally softened slightly, and he revealed a smile.

He knew He Yan was doing this for him, and he wouldn't let her down.

"But Xiaoyan, we still want to get a divorce."