Chapter 79 She is His Medicine

He Tingchen paused for a moment, then used his other hand to pull the hem of his clothes to cover the wound on his lower back.

"nothing."

Lin Rushuang frowned, and suddenly remembered that He Tingchen had collided with Xie Hongzu's car while driving her.

During those few days, He Tingchen seemed to have disappeared. She sent messages looking for him, but he was not there.

He just says he is busy, but he doesn't know what he is busy with.

She also boldly expressed her guess.

"Did you beat up the Xie family?"

He Tingchen's voice was low and helpless: "Sometimes being too smart is not a good thing."

He turned his mind abruptly, and his deep eyes looked at Lin Rushang.

"Tell me, how did you guess that?"

"Xie Hongzu is the only son of the Xie family. Plus, his father had him in his old age, so naturally he is very precious. If anything happens to him, the old man will definitely find out who is responsible."

"Even though you're quite famous in Yuncheng, Xie Hongzu isn't someone anyone can touch. Besides, you two aren't at the point of tearing each other apart."

"In order to give an explanation to the Xie family, your family can only beat you up so that Master Xie can give an explanation."

He Tingchen touched his brow bone and said, "Li Wenyuan has really wasted so many years with you, and you still dreamed that he and Jiang Yuyan's affairs could be hidden from you."

Lin Rushuang curled the corners of her lips bitterly: "Is it possible that they didn't intend to hide it at all?"

He Tingchen said coldly: "There's nothing we can do about it. A forced melon won't be sweet."

Lin Rushuang laughed: "I'm not going to force this. Love is something that's mutually agreed upon. Now that she has a new love, if I keep pestering her, I'll be embarrassing myself."

She has a very strong sense of self-esteem and doesn't like to argue with others. Some things are already revealed in the details.

He Tingchen didn't know if he really wanted to praise her, so he gave her a thumbs up.

"You really didn't embarrass your mother, my dear daughter."

Lin Rushuang was speechless: "Why are you calling me your good daughter?"

It sounds weird.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "I'm speaking for your mother. You still want to be my daughter? Why don't you call me dad first?"

Lin Rushuang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He Tingchen was the man who could take the word shameless to the extreme.

No wonder Yuncheng hasn’t seen anyone who can truly control Xie Hongzu in all these years.

Only he can make Xie Hongzu angry.

She saw that the whipping marks were still quite deep. "Does it hurt?"

He Tingchen said in a gloomy tone: "If I say it hurts, will you comfort me?"

Lin Rushuang: “No.”

The ward was silent for a few seconds. He Tingchen was dissatisfied with her cold rejection and spoke in a heavy tone.

"I will mercifully give you another chance to answer again."

Lin Rushuang: “…”

This man is not only destined to be a young master, but also has the disease of a young master.

Then again, He Tingchen's beating was more or less related to himself.

She finally compromised.

"How do you want me to comfort you?"

"Sing a song for me."

Lin Rushuang was stunned. She had just said it casually, but he actually made a serious request to her.

She clenched the fingers of her right hand.

Fine, just consider it as her repayment of his favor.

"I don't know much. What do you want to hear?"

"casual."

The skin around Lin Rushang's lips couldn't help but tremble, and she spoke through gritted teeth.

"Is it true that no one will beat you if you go out like this?"

He Tingchen grinned and sneered with disdain, his smile was evil.

"I'd lend them a hundred guts, would they dare?"

At this moment, Lin Rushang felt a surge of anger burning in her chest, and her cheeks were boiling.

He Tingchen looked at her with a hint of provocation.

"Why, you want to beat me?"

Lin Rushuang really wanted to beat him, but she was well aware of the disparity in strength between men and women.

She was scared: "I dare not."

"Then sing quickly, I want to sleep."

He Tingchen used one hand to pull the quilt over himself.

Lin Rushuang thought of the nursery rhyme that He Tingchen had hummed before.

She found the lyrics on her phone, and after thinking for a few minutes, she began to hum.

"It's him, it's him, our friend, little Nezha. He's higher than the sky, and bigger than the sea..."

Lin Rushuang didn't know whether He Tingchen liked it or not, but she could only sing nursery rhymes without being out of tune.

If I were to sing those popular songs nowadays, it would probably sound like ghosts howling and wolves howling.

After Lin Rushuang finished singing a song, she found that He Tingchen was lying motionless on the hospital bed. She saw his back rising and falling slightly.

Fell asleep so quickly.

So she was singing a lullaby?

She paused for a few minutes to confirm that He Tingchen was no longer moving, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Why do I feel like I'm coaxing a child?

Lin Rushuang shook her head, then took out her phone to look at the team-building questions that He Tingchen had sent her.

When she first clicked on it, she thought she was seeing things.

But after repeated confirmation, I found that the problem with the above dough building was.

What do you eat for lunch and dinner?

She couldn't help but look up at the man's back.

Is He Tingchen mentally ill?

Is this kind of problem worth him coming here in person? Besides, can't he just leave the matter of what to eat to his subordinates?

Is it necessary for him, the big boss, to come in person?

There are several more options below, a total of five farmhouses to choose from. Lin Rushuang finally combined the online reviews and cuisine.

I chose a flavor that suits most people.

After a few hours, the drip was almost done and the nurse came over to remove the needle.

The nurse's attitude this time was obviously much better than the previous one.

She didn't feel any pain either.

Afterwards, he did not forget to ask He Tingchen.

"This gentleman's may be a while longer."

"It's okay. Just remember to come over and remove it for him later."

Lin Rushang put on her shoes and left the ward quietly.

When He Tingchen woke up, it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

He glanced at the needle on the back of his hand and found it was gone.

I turned around and looked at the bed next to me, but it was already empty.

At this time, the nurse came over with another patient.

He Tingchen asked.

"Excuse me, where is the patient in this bed?"

"She passed away after the IV drip."

He Tingchen chuckled when he heard this: "Little rabbit, you run pretty fast."

He raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, his brows twitching slightly, realizing that he had slept for so long.

He Tingchen dialed a number of phone numbers right away.

"I slept for six hours."

"Holy shit! Are you kidding me? You slept for six hours! What happened? Did you overdose on sleeping pills?"

"Let me make it clear to you, taking an overdose of sleeping pills can be fatal."

He Tingchen said calmly, "I didn't take sleeping pills."

Zhao Xiande was a little unconvinced: "Really? You didn't eat any of them. I don't believe it."

“I really didn’t eat it.”

He Tingchen was amused by Zhao Xiande's surprised tone.

Why would he lie about this?

Only then did Zhao Xiande gradually control his shock.

"Okay, then can you tell me how you fell asleep without taking any drugs?"