Chapter 7 Compassion

After Song Li left the hospital, she turned on her phone but did not receive any notification that He Qian had called her, not even a message from him looking for her.

She returned to Ciyun Pavilion with trepidation, but she didn't see He Qian's car downstairs in the community. Could it be that he didn't come back?

After reaching the top floor and returning to the house, Song Li found that He Qian had not returned all night. He felt that nothing could be more relaxing than at this moment!

It was already seven o'clock. She quickly filled her stomach and took a shower, then had to rush to work to serve He Qian.

When I arrived at the company and called Assistant Yang Xiao to ask where He Qian was, I found out that he had drunk too much last night and had gone to stay at Fenghua Manor nearby.

He Qian hadn't shown up the entire morning, and Song Li finally had a moment of peace. She was only worried about Du Zhanrong's injury and whether he needed surgery...

She didn't dare contact him, for fear of disturbing him or making things difficult for him.

It was not until eleven o'clock in the morning that Song Li received a call from Yang Xiao, saying that He Qian was waiting for her downstairs to have dinner together.

Song Li didn't dare to delay for even a minute, so he took his things and went downstairs.

He Qian was sitting in the car and saw Song Li running out of the building and heading straight towards him from a distance. His emotions seemed to drown out his previous annoyance at this moment.

It was only after a long time that he understood that this feeling was called peace of mind. Only when Song Li appeared before him in a real way would he feel at ease.

Song Li saw Yang Xiao driving and He Qian in the back seat. Just as she was about to get into the passenger seat, she heard He Qian say in a deep voice, "Sit in the back."

Song Li could only close the door and get into the back seat, not daring to look at him, "Mr. He."

He Qian noticed the dark circles under her eyes at a glance, "Why, you couldn't sleep well last night when I wasn't here?"

Song Li was a little nervous when asked and did not answer.

He Qian still looked lazy, "Or, did you have an affair with some man last night while I was away?"

Song Li had tried to understand the consequences of lying to him. She hesitated whether to confess that she did not return to Ciyun Pavilion last night, but when she thought about being with Du Zhanrong, she was even more afraid that He Qian would punish her for this!

He Qian felt that Song Li’s silence was becoming increasingly serious. Was she really so unwilling to talk to him?

"Song Li, are you deaf?"

"No, Mr. He." Song Li's head was buzzing. He hadn't slept all night. Now he was nervous facing him and even began to see double.

He Qian did not press the issue further until they entered the restaurant and sat down face to face to eat, without exchanging a single word during the entire process.

After the meal, the waiter brought the packed food box to him, and He Qian said, "Take it."

Song Li looked at him in confusion.

He Qian stood up first, "Du Zhanrong really likes the food in this restaurant, I'll give you a chance to show off."

When Song Li heard Du Zhanrong's name, he was like a frightened bird.

"I heard that he was in the hospital. You go and bring him lunch at noon today." He Qian walked out of the restaurant while buttoning his shirt.

Song Li followed with the lunch box, his heart beating fast. What on earth did he mean? Did he know what happened last night, and was he doing this on purpose?

Inside the car, He Qian calmly continued, "Du Zhanrong likes you so much, are you so cold-blooded? He's injured and in the hospital, and you're so reluctant to even send him a meal?"

Song Li's temples thumped, "Boss He, can you just tell me what I should do?"

"Get close to him and let him open his heart to you."

Song Li understood immediately. This time, Du Zhanrong had something he wanted, so he "sent" her away again.

She had long been numb to being "circulated" by He Qian.

But there was one thing she didn't understand. Not to mention that Du Zhanrong was his brother since childhood, the He family and the Du family had been friends for generations, so why was he going to use underhanded tactics to deal with him?

"And then?" What to get from him?

He Qian smiled contemptuously, "It seems you are very confident."

"I just want to complete the task you assigned me as quickly as possible."

"Chen Pharmaceuticals recently developed an anti-cancer drug named P-n58, and they are currently applying for a patent." He Qian's tone became serious. "I need the research and development data."

So that's how it is. Du Zhanrong's mother, Chen Qinzhu, is the second largest shareholder of Chen Pharmaceutical. Recently, this new anti-cancer drug has been promoted very highly. Chen Pharmaceutical is also actively planning to apply for a patent. The stock price has been rising and the prospects are very good.

But ever since He Qian's mother died in the fire in the laboratory, He's has no longer been involved in the drug research and development industry. Why is he suddenly trying to seize Chen's research and development data this time?

Song Li felt confused and heartbroken. He once again allowed her to get close to another man and steal information that was beneficial to him...

"I understand." Haven't you gotten used to it? Didn't you agree not to care? Why do I still feel suffocated and heartbroken?

He Qian couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry on her face. At this point, he was also confused. Would he be happy only when he saw her begging for mercy and resisting to approach Du Zhanrong, or when he saw her swearing to complete the task?

No, first, it was revenge for his mother's murder, and second, Qin Xiang, who was three months pregnant and about to get married, was burned alive! She was a murderer, and he had an irreconcilable hatred for her!

He couldn't feel any compassion for her!

VIP ward of Yuancheng Central Hospital.

Du Zhanrong was dozing off on the hospital bed, with an IV in his left hand and his right forearm wrapped tightly in white gauze, lying flat on the side of his body. He looked listless.

Seeing that it was He Qian and Song Li coming in, he was a little surprised, "I thought my mother had come back again, and I just persuaded her to go back."

Song Li felt relieved when he saw that Du Zhanrong was much better than when they separated this morning.

"Is it serious?" He Qian stood in front of the bed with his hands in his pockets.

Du Zhanrong glanced at Song Li who was standing behind He Qian and said, "It's not serious. Just take a week's rest."

Song Li placed the lunch box on the bedside table and opened it while speaking, "Mr. Du, I packed you lunch: Genting Restaurant's signature fried rice and fresh truffle chicken soup. Did the doctor say anything about dietary restrictions?"

He Qian didn't know that Song Li was really concerned about Du Zhanrong, and thought she was getting into the role too quickly. She was really a heartless woman!

Du Zhanrong smiled brightly and looked at her profile for a few seconds, looking tired. "You can eat everything. Thank you."

"How did you get hurt?" He Qian looked at his right hand. "Didn't you say you went to Yueting Heng Street with Chen Yao late last night?"

"I accidentally fell down the stairs." Du Zhanrong, intentionally or unintentionally, took Song Li's feelings into consideration. "It's nothing serious. The doctor said it was just soft tissue damage and it will recover slowly in about a week."

Song Li was panicked after hearing this. If Du Zhanrong hadn't been there for that thrilling moment last night, she would definitely not be able to bear the consequences, but he spoke so calmly.

Du Zhanrong continued to look at Song Li who was preparing food. She looked ugly and had heavy dark circles under her eyes. Such a big thing happened last night. She rushed to work without sleeping all night. Now it was her rare lunch break again. She couldn't bear to think about it.

"You guys go back. I won't let anyone come over to my house. I've hired a nurse. She'll go get me some food. I think she'll be back soon."

Song Li didn't dare to say anything and waited for He Qian to speak.

"Let Secretary Song stay and take care of you."

Du Zhanrong was surprised. He Qian, a workaholic, was willing to let his subordinates take a vacation for personal matters? Was he really letting him go out of brotherly love?

He knew that he liked Song Li, so he let Song Li stay while he was injured?

Du Zhanrong couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

He Qian turned to look at Song Li and said, "I'll give you a week off. Take good care of Mr. Du."

Song Li lowered her head and scooped the soup, her hands were actually shaking... Although Du Zhanrong was injured because of her sister and it was her duty to take care of him, He Qian always threw her out so easily.

Du Zhanrong propped himself up with his left hand and sat upright on the bed. "You're such a good brother, thank you! When I recover from my injury, I'll ask you out to sea again!"

If he pursued Song Li, He Qian would be unhappy, and he would definitely stop Song Li from appearing in front of him, let alone staying to take care of her! Now He Qian is obviously helping him and letting Song Li stay by his side. If He Qian is interested in Song Li, how could he be so generous? No man can do that!

So Du Zhanrong dispelled all his doubts. He Qian's move to let Song Li stay was like a reassurance to him! His brother was creating an opportunity for him!