Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Wen Xinya and Xu Zhenyu continued to bicker for a while before her head began to hurt again. At last, Xu Zhenyu gave her a massage to help her feel more comfortable. However, she felt that Xu Zhenyu’s skills were truly horrid, and she had to give him lots of pointers to make it more comfortable.

Wen Xinya was reminded of Si Yiyan’s superb massage skills.

The thought of Si Yiyan made her feel extremely indignant. He did not visit her even after such a long time. The situation was just the same as the time when she had been abducted by Fu Tianyang.

Her heart began to palpitate when she was reminded of the fact that Si Yiyan had saved her while he was injured. Her right eyelid began to twitch and she thought to herself, Is Si Yiyan injured? She knew that the abductors were no ordinary people, and were, in fact, extreme terrorists who even the special ops soldiers could not defeat. She then recalled Si Yiyan getting his arm wounded while trying to save her from Shen Mengting. Thus, she began to find it likely for Si Yiyan to be injured.

Wen Xinya then subconsciously fumbled below her pillow for her mobile phone, only to be reminded that the abductors had taken it away.

She found it a pity that the apple green mobile phone was gone because it was a gift from Si Yiyan.

She had no choice but to use the landline in the room.

At this moment, the door of the ward was opened and Old Mr. Wen entered. Noticing that she was about to get up, he hurriedly walked towards her and said, “Hurry and lie down. The doctor said that you had severed severe neck injury. You have to lie in bed to rest.”

Wen Xinya was then pressed onto the bed.

Wen Xinya hurriedly said, “Grandpa, I’m alright. Don’t worry, I’m just feeling a little bored and I wanted to read today’s newspapers.”

Old Mr. Wen chided with an austere expression. “The injury on the back of your head is severe and you’re not supposed to strain your mind. How could you read the newspapers? Besides, there aren’t any special news today.”

Although he chided her, he felt rather agonized at the sight of how pale, haggard and frail she looked.

“Grandpa, I know!” Wen Xinya answered. She was reminded of the time when Wen Haowen made her head bleed. Back then, she stayed in the Mo Family home for a short while and was forbidden from doing lots of things. Now that her final year examinations were around the corner, she felt that it was impossible to not use her brain.

Old Mr. Wen finally looked a little better. “Xinya, how do you feel now? Does your head feel better?”

She had been frowning even during her sleep and would murmur about being in pain.

“Grandpa, don’t worry. I feel much better now,” said Wen Xinya, who was indeed feeling better, though the pain had yet to subside. It would hurt whenever she spoke. Although it would be slightly alleviated when she went to sleep, she would be overwhelmed with nausea in the morning.

Old Mr. Wen stared at the untouched tray of medicine and chastised. “If it hurts really terribly, take two doses of painkillers. Child, why don’t you take care of your body at all?”

He recalled the time when Wen Haowen wounded Wen Xinya’s head and she had to get stitches. Even then, she did not request for anesthesia to be administered during the surgery and did not take any painkillers, either. He could not understand why she was so resistant towards such drugs.

Wen Xinya frantically said, “The wounds may hurt, but I can take the pain. I’ll definitely take some painkillers if the pain gets too unbearable.”

Although she refrained from taking painkillers, she would not disregard her health.

Seeing how feeble she was, Old Mr. Wen asked, “Xinya, were you treated badly this time?”

He felt terrified at the thought of the seven hours of terror that she had been put through, and the arduous rescue mission. His mind was sent into a frenzy and he could not think straight at all, for fear that he could not rescue Wen Xinya.

He dared not imagine how horrified and petrified Wen Xinya must have been when faced with the intimidating terrorists.

Wen Xinya began to tear up at the thought of what happened last night. She wailed and said, “Grandpa, I was really afraid. They beat me up and refused to let me eat or drink. It was dark and cold inside the cave, and the ground was hard and chilly too. I was so afraid that I wouldn’t be able to see you again.”

To him, Wen Xinya had always been a calm and rational person. It was his first time witnessing such a vulnerable side to her. He held onto her hand and patted it incessantly while trying to comfort her. “Xinya, don’t be scared! Everything is alright now. Those thugs have been arrested and they’ll be punished by the law soon.”

Wen Xinya was still sobbing softly while recounting the events of yesterday. “If Xu Zhenyu didn’t rush there in time, I would have lost my life.”

Old Mr. Wen listened to her rant while his heart ricocheted strongly. Feeling exasperated at the thought of Wen Haowen being the cause of it all, he said, “Xinya, everything is over now. The doctor said that you should avoid getting too agitated during your recovery period. Otherwise, there will be side effects and repercussions.”

He remembered that Ning Shuqian had developed a mental disorder because she had failed to take proper care of her head injury, which had affected her brain.

Wen Xinya hung her head low and wiped her tears away. She had calmed herself down and was no longer as miserable as before. “Grandpa, I’m sorry. I made you worry about me this time. You’re already old in your years. You can’t take such blows.”

Feeling sad about her plight, he looked into her swollen eyes and said, “Why are you saying that? Silly child, I’ve experienced all sorts of things. It’s been hard on you.”

Wen Xinya had just turned eighteen and yet, she had met with such a huge mishap. He knew that she was lucky to have been rescued. Plenty of wealthy heirs who had been kidnapped rarely got to make it back in one piece.

Wen Xinya sobbed and said, “Grandpa, it hasn’t been hard on me at all. I knew you’d definitely save me.”

Old Mr. Wen patted her hand and changed the subject. “Are you hungry? Mother Wang cooked you some fish porridge. Try it and see if you like how it tastes.”

The doctor had instructed Wen Xinya to stick to bland foods.

Wen Xinya was feeling rather hungry and the fragrance of fresh fish porridge appealed to her. However, she did not have much of an appetite because of her headache. She could not help but feel a little nauseous when she smelled the food.

Even then, she forced herself to finish half a bowl of it.

Noticing that she had eaten very little, Old Mr. Wen reckoned that her head must have been hurting terribly. “Don’t force yourself if you can’t stomach it. The doctor said that you should have small but frequent meals.”

Wen Xinya nodded, feeling a little queasy.

Old Mr. Wen quickly poured her a glass of warm water and said, “You’ll feel better after drinking some water.”

After drinking some water, Wen Xinya finally felt a huge relief, though her head was still hurting.