Although Zhou Yan's injury from the iron rod wasn't serious, he still needed to stay in the hospital for a few days. With a mild concussion and external wounds, the doctor recommended a week's hospitalization.

Zhou Yan had always been resistant to hospitals. He would avoid them if possible, and the memories he had of hospitals were never good. Hospitals had been a witness to all his suffering, and he resented them. He was disgusted by them.

When his assistant heard what the doctor said, he subconsciously wanted to help Zhou Yan refuse.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard Zhou Yan say, "Okay, please help me arrange it."

Zhou Yan's decision surprised his assistant. He had been with him for at least five years. He'd once suffered from stomach bleeding from drinking too much for the company, often fainting, but he'd never been hospitalized. In serious cases, doctors would be sent to his private residence to treat him. Even minor surgeries were performed at home, not to mention other surgeries. So, he was horrified by his decision. Could it be that the iron rod had disrupted his nerves?

The assistant suspected she had misheard. Looking at Zhou Yan, who looked dejected but also faintly happy, she cautiously asked, "Mr. Zhou, why did you suddenly decide to be hospitalized? Haven't you always been averse to hospitals?"

Zhu Yan touched the bandaged wound on her head, and a strange smile appeared on her lips. "Since I've been hit by this iron stick, it can't be in vain. I must earn the sympathy I deserve and make others owe me the favors they deserve. How could a businessman suffer a loss for no reason? What do you think?"

The assistant's expression was indescribable. He'd been with him for five years and had always known what kind of person he was. But seeing him being so openly mischievous was still a little strange to him. How could he put it? This wasn't a question of whether to kill or not, it was a question of whether he was a bad person. He wasn't a businessman, he was a bad person.

However, due to the rarity of his job, he suppressed his complaints.

Anyway, it wasn't him who was harmed, so let him do whatever he wanted. He just needed to do what an assistant should do.

Zhou Yan touched the scar on his head, his whole body overflowing with joy. He never thought that the old man would one day die at the hands of the person he despised the most.

He tortured him for 20 years, and in the end, he ended up with such a result. Sure enough, this world is still fair.

But she helped him solve such a big problem, so he had to thank her.

When talking about that person, Zhou Yan became a lot gentler.

The assistant smacked his lips and looked at him with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, expressing his complete confusion.

Zhou Yan stayed in the hospital for a whole week. His injuries had healed long ago, but he just refused to leave. The doctor mentioned it to him many times, but he remained cold and indifferent. Only his assistant explained with a smile every day.

As time went on, the assistant couldn't stand it any longer. He watched as Mr. Zhou, initially full of anticipation, gradually grew numb, and then morphed into the resentful Mr. Zhou was now. A man so resentful he could resurrect ten Evil Sword Immortals.

He could tell he was waiting for someone, someone very important to him. He'd heard he'd taken the hit with the iron rod for a woman, so it was most likely that woman. Mr. Zhou had been in the hospital for a week, and despite being urged in roundabout ways by others, he'd ignored them, just waiting for a result.

Honestly, he couldn't quite wrap his head around what that woman was thinking. Putting everything else aside, just the iron bar alone made it seem like she should come to the hospital. It wasn't a difficult request, so he couldn't understand why she wouldn't come. Mr. Zhou was practically frozen waiting.

The most important thing is that he, the assistant, is caught in a dilemma. He receives such a low salary and has to do housework and the duties of a housekeeper.

Sure enough, money is hard to earn.

The assistant took a deep breath, a proper smile on his face, then turned around and said to Zhou Yan: "Mr. Zhou, your injury, the doctor said it's almost healed. Why don't we go back first and let Auntie take care of you. After all, the hospital environment is not very good, and it won't make much sense for you to recuperate. Besides, Mr. Zhou is in prison and is still waiting for the trial. The company is leaderless and is waiting for someone to take charge. How about you be discharged first, and then we can take care of it slowly?"

The assistant felt like he could give a lecture on emotional intelligence.

With his gift for language, he can even make the dead seem alive. What else can't he say? Look how beautifully he speaks. He even forced the doctor to leave the hospital, saying it was for his sake and that they looked down on the hospital. The concept was instantly changed. So, there's an art to speaking. Sure enough, if you spend enough time around a pervert, you'll develop into one yourself. Yes, that can be considered an advantage.

The assistant still maintained a nearly stiff smile, while constantly praising himself for his wit in his heart.

He was finding joy in misery.

Zhou Yan's expression was originally cold, but after hearing the assistant's words, it completely darkened, and he became visibly angry. He suddenly threw the pillow behind him at the assistant and said coldly, "Then pay the money. I'll stay in this hospital. Can you stop talking nonsense?!"

At this moment, the assistant really wanted to sigh to the sky. Those who knew him said he was an assistant, while those who didn't thought he was a know-it-all and could be made to do whatever he wanted.

This hospital wasn't his. If he did, he could stay as long as he wanted, and no one could stop him or drive him away. But the problem was that this hospital wasn't his family's, and they didn't have enough funds to buy it out.

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