I Become a Big Shot in Showbiz-Chapter 125 - She’s Playing with Her Life

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 She’s Playing with Her Life

He looked at the ceiling, his voice barely above a whisper, “You knew, you clearly knew I was so desperately searching for you, and yet you chose not to see me until your death, right? Not even till death?”

The sense of unwillingness, reluctance, and powerlessness before her death in the past life was especially vivid and profound at this moment.

Mu Lingyun didn’t know why, but hearing his murmur and seeing the way he looked at the ceiling made her feel as if her heart was being fiercely gripped, a stifling, painful sensation.

She wanted to hold him, to kiss him, to comfort him.

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Yet things clearly weren’t so serious, they clearly weren’t that serious, so why did she feel so awful?

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“That’s not it,” she said as she reached out to caress his face, hurriedly explaining, “I didn’t tell you because I wasn’t sure I could cure you. As soon as I’m sure I can, I’ll definitely tell you right away.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Luochen was momentarily taken aback, then composed himself and said indifferently, “Hmm, I understand now.”

She was explaining about Doctor Y, but he was reminded of the past.

He actually also wanted to hear her say that in the previous life she did not avoid him, but that she was unaware he was looking for her.

But she would never say that.

Mu Lingyun felt that Ji Luochen’s response was somewhat perfunctory. She was considering what more to say when she heard a knock on the door.

“Dr. Mu, everything is ready. Would you like to come over and check on the patient now?”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.” Mu Lingyun replied, then said to Ji Luochen, “Luochen, I’m going to examine the patient and then perform the surgery. Wait here for me; I’ll come back and explain everything to you later.”

After speaking, Mu Lingyun hurriedly changed into her lab coat, grabbed a pen and clipboard, and rushed out.

Ji Luochen stood in place, unmoving, watching the girl quickly put on her coat and leave, like a general donning her armor to go into battle.

He couldn’t help but smile.

So his Mumu had this side to her, too.

After the girl left, Ji Luochen moved to sit in her office chair.

He then noticed her desk, neat with many medical records.

He pulled out the top one and flipped through it—it was about heart disease.

The second one, too.

The third, fourth, fifth… all were cases of heart disease.

There was a notebook beside them, which he opened to find clear, attractive handwriting—entirely different from the usual doctor’s scrawl.

It was familiar to him, similar to her handwriting in the past life.

He curled his lips; he had taught her how to write like that.

Looking closely, he noticed that the notebook contained detailed experiences from each surgery she performed, with important points marked with triangles.

As he read, he heard heavy footsteps approaching—not the light steps of his girl.

He looked up to see Bai Shanya walking in.

Bai Shanya was startled to see him, “Mr. Ji, what are you doing here? Did Little Yunyun bring you?”

Ji Luochen did not answer his question but instead asked, “How long has Mu Lingyun been working with your institution? Why has she performed so many surgeries?”

“Because she’s working herself to death,” Bai Shanya felt that Mu Lingyun’s endeavors should be known by Ji Luochen, “It’s for you, too. Your case is complex, and in this institution, probably only Little Yunyun’s got a shot at curing you. But even she’s not entirely sure and is afraid you can’t wait too long, so she tirelessly takes on heart disease surgeries to gain experience. She hopes to guarantee a successful surgery for you without any failures. But where in this world exists a heart surgery with a hundred percent success rate?”