Chapter 25 He Wei, if you're sick, go get treatment.

Director Lu sighed, "It seems my son really isn't lucky; he's just one step away again."

Chu Rou said with a grin, "Uncle Lu, you must be joking. Maybe Lu Heng will bring you a grandson someday."

"By the way, Uncle Lu, is there something wrong with that Zhuoling Manor too? How were our ingredients poisoned?"

“No problems were found at Zhuoling Manor. As for how those people had the opportunity to drug you,” Director Lu frowned and paused, “a waiter stepped forward and took responsibility for everything, saying that he was paid by those people.”

"The person in charge of the resort should contact you in the next couple of days and offer you some financial compensation."

Mo Chi snorted coldly and said, "We're not short of money. You think you can just let this go? It's not that easy."

Director Lu was about to say something more when it sounded like a commotion was breaking out in the next ward, with the sound of things being smashed.

Chu Rou usually loves watching excitement. She had been lying down for a while and was getting bored. Seeing that there wasn't much medicine left in the IV drip, she pulled the needle out of the back of her hand.

She put on her slippers and walked towards the door, saying, "I'll go see what's going on."

Director Lu raised his arm and pointed at Chu Rou with his finger, "This child has always been a busybody, and her personality hasn't changed at all."

Chu Rou left the ward and stood in the corridor, stunned for a moment. She felt that this place looked somewhat familiar.

The voice coming from the next hospital bed was even more familiar to Chu Rou.

"Who gave you permission to ask Chu Rou for money?"

Fuck! Is she living next door to Howe?

When the three of them arrived at the hospital last night, they were so weak that they could barely open their eyes and had no idea which hospital they were in.

What a small world!

Just then, He's mother's voice came from inside, "That little slut has already found another boyfriend, why don't you want your money back?"

“You’re usually so stingy with me and your dad, you can’t even give us 200,000 a year, but you’re so generous to that little bitch, you just gave up 1.5 million without a second thought.”

"Do you still want to win her back? You even attempted suicide by cutting your wrists, and she didn't even glance at you. She's not even as good as her friend, who's here taking care of you every day."

Chu Rou felt disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly. She didn't want to bother with the family and turned to go back to the ward, but then she saw He Yin standing behind her.

"Rou Rou?" He Yin, carrying a thermos, looked at Chu Rou in a hospital gown with surprise. "You didn't commit suicide too, did you?"

"I still want to live to be a hundred years old, why would I commit suicide!" Chu Rou turned her head away, not wanting to see He Yin's snake-like face.

"That's good," He Yin said with a forced smile. "I was worried you might do something rash!"

Chu Rou rolled her eyes, clenched her fists, and really wanted to punch her twice.

“That He Yin won’t do either,” He’s father’s voice came from the ward again. “Her family’s conditions are not even as good as Chu Rou’s. I really don’t know what you were thinking, choosing such a cheap woman. Once you are discharged from the hospital, get rid of her as soon as possible.”

"Now that you've broken up with Chu Rou, why not consider the heiress of the Song family business? She still has feelings for you!"

Chu Rou glanced at He Yin and noticed that her face was deathly pale and her whole body was trembling.

Sigh! My mood is starting to improve.

"Are you two even human?!" He Wei suddenly shouted. "The Song family's daughter? She certainly weighs a ton. If you like her, go marry her yourself. Don't try to take advantage of me!"

"How can you talk like that, child?" Mother He advised. "The Song family's daughter is a little chubby, but that's a lucky face; she'll bring good fortune to her husband."

"The Song family said that whoever marries their daughter will receive a dowry of 50 million, two luxury cars, and a gold shop. Marrying her will save you 50 years of hard work."

"Get out! Both of you get out!" He Wei suddenly went berserk, smashing a lot more things. "I don't want parents like you, I want to sever all ties with you!"

The commotion inside the ward grew louder and louder. A nurse heard the noise and ran over, calling out a few times. She found that He Wei was completely out of control, so she rushed out to call for help.

He Yin stood still, subconsciously backing away, as if she was somewhat afraid of He Wei's current state.

Chu Rou lowered her eyes and let out a heavy breath. She walked to the door of He Wei's ward and saw He Wei still going crazy. He had smashed everything he could in the ward, holding a stool in his hands, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at his parents.

Mr. and Mrs. He hid in a corner, trembling with fear.

"He Wei!" Chu Rou called out.

Hearing Chu Rou's voice, He Wei turned his gaze to the doorway and spotted her.

"Rou Rou," He Wei put down the stool he was holding, slowly walked to the door, his whole body tense, his voice trembling, "You're here? Did I scare you!"

Seeing He Wei like this, it would be a lie to say that Chu Rou wasn't heartbroken. He had never acted like this in front of her before; he must be trying his best to control himself, just like now.

Chu Rou's eyes stung, but she forced back her emotions, refusing to let the tears fall. "He Wei, if you're sick, go get treatment. Who are you trying to fool with your suicide attempts and tantrums?"

"It's not like I've wronged you. You're the one who made the mistake. A mistake is a mistake, and no excuses will help."

After finishing her sentence, Chu Rou turned and left, returning to her hospital room.

Director Lu has already left due to other matters.

Chu Rou lowered her head and climbed onto her hospital bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and covered her head with the blanket.

Shen Luo and Mo Chi looked at each other, wondering what Chu Rou was up to. They then looked at Chu Rou's hospital bed, where the blankets were shaking.

Mo Chi removed the IV from the back of his hand, walked to Chu Rou's bedside, and patted the bulging blanket. "Chu Rou, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," a muffled voice came from under the covers, tinged with sobs, "Don't worry about me."

Shen Luo also came over, sat on the edge of the bed, and lifted the blanket off Chu Rou. Chu Rou was lying on the bed crying with her buttocks sticking out.

Chu Rou sat up, her face streaked with tears. She slapped Chen Luo hard, "You brat, why did you pull off my blanket?"

"Why are you crying?" Mo Chi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm in a bad mood, so crying is my freedom. I can cry whenever I want, no reason needed." After saying that, Chu Rou leaned on Shen Luo's shoulder and cried loudly.

Mo Chi frowned and left the ward.

Not long after, Mo Chi returned, his face grim. He glanced at Chu Rou, who was still crying, but ignored her and went back to his hospital bed to lie down.

After lending his shoulder to Chu Rou, Shen Luo remained motionless. He waited patiently for Mo Chi to return, but Mo Chi didn't say a word. Shen Luo was filled with questions.

"Mo Chi, what tragedy happened next door?" Shen Luo asked in a low voice. "Why are you two acting so strangely since you came back?"

Mo Chi turned his body around, with his back to Shen Luo and Chu Rou, and said calmly, "He Wei is in the next ward."

"Huh?" Shen Luo looked surprised. "He Wei also had diarrhea and was hospitalized?"