Chapter 78 The Injury on He Tingchen's Back

When Li Wenyuan heard He Tingchen's words, his brows subconsciously frowned and he turned around to look at He Tingchen.

"Mr. He also understands sign language?"

He Tingchen said lazily: "I learned it before when I was a volunteer outside, so I can understand it."

The last sentence is full of sarcasm.

Li Wenyuan also noticed it, and his already gloomy expression became even gloomier.

Lin Rushuang could feel the embarrassment and the shame of being slapped in the face in public.

She understood what Li Wenyuan meant the moment he started making gestures to her.

He couldn't show it in front of He Tingchen, so he could only gesture to her.

But since Jiang Yuyan came to the company, she herself found that Li Wenyuan had gradually stopped making gestures with her.

Maybe I no longer have the patience.

Li Wenyuan glanced sideways, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Mr. He, if you have any work-related matters, just tell me. Rushuang is not feeling well and doesn't have the energy to talk to you right now."

If it were someone else, they would probably remain silent, but this person happened to be He Tingchen.

As expected, He Tingchen sneered when he heard this.

"But I saw Director Lin was very energetic just now, and she is in charge of this project, so it would be better to let her communicate with me."

"Besides..."

He Tingchen's deep, dark eyes subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yuyan who was standing beside Lin Rushuang.

Very meaningful.

"Boss Li should still be taking care of Miss Jiang, so I'm afraid he won't be able to spare the time."

Jiang Yuyan reached out and tugged at the hem of Li Wenyuan's clothes like a little bird.

"A Yuan, didn't you say you were going to send me back? The doctor just said that I need someone to take care of me at night. If I have a fever again, it will be troublesome. You know I can't take medicine now."

Li Wenyuan frowned, caught in a dilemma for a moment.

He Tingchen leaned back on the bed, crossed his long legs, and glanced at Jiang Yuyan.

"Why can't Miss Jiang take the medicine? Could she be pregnant? Whose is it?"

Lin Rushuang's pupils trembled slightly. She didn't expect that He Tingchen would guess so accurately.

Jiang Yuyan paused, her eyes showing a moment of panic.

"No, Mr. He was joking."

He Tingchen crossed his arms over his chest, looking as if he had nothing to do with it, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Oh, I thought Miss Jiang couldn't take the medicine because she was pregnant. But I've never heard that Miss Jiang had a boyfriend in all this time. If you didn't know, you might think Mr. Li was Miss Jiang's boyfriend."

He Tingchen always makes a big splash when he opens his mouth.

Lin Rushang had long been accustomed to his mouth, and it would be uncomfortable for her to use it on anyone else.

But it was the first time she felt that using it on Jiang Yuyan and Li Wenyuan could actually make people feel so refreshed.

When He Tingchen said this, she had been stealing glances at Jiang Yuyan and Li Wenyuan.

When He Tingchen mentioned the word pregnancy, both of them had different expressions.

There was a sense of guilt in Jiang Yuyan's eyes, and Li Wenyuan's face was gloomy, and his brows were so furrowed that it seemed as if he could pinch a mosquito to death.

Jiang Yuyan could only answer reluctantly.

"How...how could that be? Yuan was just taking care of me because we went to the same school and he knew my mom, so he was a little extra nice to me."

He Tingchen nodded thoughtfully, and his attention fell on Li Wenyuan, who had been silent beside him.

"Is that so? Mr. Li."

A strange look flashed across Li Wenyuan's eyes, but he quickly came to his senses and nodded woodenly.

"Um."

He Tingchen smiled and said, "Yes, it's embarrassing to be a mistress right now. If everyone knows about it, it will be really embarrassing."

Jiang Yuyan's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

She tilted her head back, her pale face showing a sense of brokenness, as if she was about to fall into Li Wenyuan's arms in the next second.

"A Yuan, I feel a little uncomfortable. Can you take me back first?"

Li Wenyuan nodded, then turned to Lin Rushang and said.

"Rushuang, I'll take her back first. How long do you want the IV to last? I'll come back and pick you up later."

Lin Rushuang politely declined.

"No need, Yang Xin will come to pick me up later. She's been in a bad mood these past two days, so she asked me to go over and keep her company."

Li Wenyuan looked at her with deep eyes for a few seconds and did not try to persuade her to stay.

"what ever."

He and Jiang Yuyan turned around and prepared to leave the ward, but when they reached the door, they suddenly stopped and glanced sideways at the vice president.

"Deputy Director Zhang, if all the nurses in your hospital have this attitude, your hospital really doesn't need to be open anymore."

Vice Dean Zhang seemed to have been startled and his whole body tensed up.

"Don't worry, President Li and President He, even if you don't tell us, our hospital won't tolerate people like this."

Li Wenyuan withdrew his gaze and left the ward with Jiang Yuyan.

Vice Dean Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and spoke to her with a serious face.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't have to work here anymore. Please resign on your own initiative."

The nurse went to beg Vice President Zhang with a bitter face.

"Vice Dean, I beg you, can't you give me another chance? I will never do this again."

Vice President Zhang didn't even look at him. His attitude was cold and his tone showed that there was no room for maneuver.

"You've offended Mr. He and Mr. Li's wife. Tell me, how can I protect you? You ignored everything your nurse said before, didn't you? This time you've hit a wall, and there's nothing I can do."

After the vice president finished speaking, he nodded and bowed to He Tingchen.

"Mr. He, I'm so sorry. You guys should rest here. I'm going to leave first."

The nurse was carried out by Vice President Zhang.

The ward was quiet again.

Lin Rushuang breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced sideways at the back of He Tingchen's hand.

"Is your needle okay? Do you need to re-insert it?"

He Tingchen rested one hand on the back of his head, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, looking like he was smiling.

"You're unhappy about having your injections re-done, so you insist on me getting them re-done with you?"

Lin Rushuang drooped her shoulders and raised her hand to hit her mouth.

"Look at my stubborn mouth, I just can't control it."

Is He Tingchen the kind of person who is cared for by others?

For him, concern is unnecessary.

He Tingchen yawned and stretched.

"I'll take a nap."

"Didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about any issues with the team building? Tell me now, while I still have the energy to deal with it."

He Tingchen turned over and faced Lin Rushuang: "It's been sent to your phone, take a look for yourself."

Lin Rushuang curled her lips. He was so lazy, and there was no idea how he had managed to build the company to its current level.

I really can't understand it.

Just as she was about to look away, she glanced over and saw that there were long and intricate bloodstains on He Tingchen's back that was not covered by his clothes.

Although the mark has gradually weakened, it still looks like it was from a few days ago.

She asked, "How did you get that injury on your back?"