After Su Yao heard what her mother said, her restless thoughts came back.

That’s right, we can’t work in vain.

The next day, as soon as the sky turned light, Mrs. Su grabbed Su Yao and carried some fruit supplements and hurried to the hospital.

In the ward, Ning Nanxue woke up and leaned against the head of the bed, her face still a little pale.

Jiang Tingchen was holding the thermos box, carefully pouring the porridge into the bowl, preparing to feed her.

“Dongdongdong——”

The knock on the door was very light, but it was clearly audible in the quiet ward.

Jiang Tingchen put down the bowl of porridge and gestured to Ning Nanxue, indicating her to wait.

He stood up, walked around the curtain in front of the bed, and went to the outer door.

The door opened, and Mrs. Su and Su Yao, one carrying a fruit basket and the other carrying some supplements, stood outside the door, with appropriate concern on their faces.

Jiang Tingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped aside, closed the inner door, and walked out, blocking the door of the ward.

"Aunt Su, Su Yao." His voice was not loud, with a hint of polite distance.

"Tingchen," Madam Su spoke first, her voice full of urgency, "We heard that Nanxue had woken up, so we came to see her. How is she...how is she? What happened last night was really..."

She said, shaking her head and sighing.

Su Yao also quickly answered: "Yes, Brother Tingchen. We didn't expect such a thing to happen in the villa. We are so sorry. Sister Nanxue...is she okay? We brought some bird's nest and fruit and wanted to give it to her in person and say sorry to her. "

As she spoke, she leaned forward, looking past Jiang Tingchen, wanting to look inside.

Jiang Tingchen remained motionless, shielding himself tightly. His tone was calm, "Xue'er hasn't woken up yet. Let her rest for a while. The doctor told her to rest and not see visitors."

"Ah? So, the situation is quite serious?" Su Yao pretended to be worried even more. "Brother Tingchen, let's go in and take a look. We can make sure there is no sound at all. Just take a look at Sister Nanxue, and we'll feel at ease. Otherwise, I'll always be worried."

Madam Su also said, "That's right, Tingchen. Yaoyao hasn't eaten much since last night, and she keeps talking about Nanxue. Besides, this happened on our Su family's territory after all, and we feel... well, we can't get over it."

As she spoke, she patted Su Yao's arm gently.

Su Yao seemed to have gained some confidence, and took another small step forward, and her voice became louder: "Brother Tingchen, just let us in and take a look. Sister Nanxue needs someone the most right now, and we are kind-hearted. Besides, if it weren't for you last night..."

She didn't finish her words, but she left her meaning behind.

Jiang Tingchen's gaze stayed on Su Yao's face for a second or two. The deliberately expressed "concern" made him feel uncomfortable.

The strange fire last night, the door locked from the outside, and Mrs. Su's excuse that the "kitchen wiring is aging" flashed through his mind.

"I'll accept your kindness on Xue'er's behalf." Jiang Tingchen's voice remained the same, without any emotion. "She really needs a good rest now. Any disturbance may affect her recovery. I will pass on your kindness."

Su Yao was a little reluctant: "but... let's just say a few words quickly. I'm especially worried about Sister Nanxue."

"I'll be with you." Jiang Tingchen interrupted her, "The doctor said her throat was irritated from smoking, so it's best for her to talk less."

Seeing that Jiang Tingchen was unmoved, Madam Su rolled her eyes and reached out to pull Su Yao: "Yaoyao, since Tingchen has said so, Nanxue's health is the first priority. It's the same if we come back another day."

She then turned to Jiang Tingchen with a gentle smile on her face: "Tingchen, look, all the expenses for Nanxue's hospitalization this time, including the subsequent conditioning and nutritional supplements, will be covered by our Su family. Don't be polite to Auntie, this is what we should do."

Jiang Tingchen shook his head: "Aunt Su is too polite. We will take care of these matters and won't bother you anymore."

His words were polite, but his refusal was clear.

Su Yao wanted to fight for it again, but Mrs. Su pinched her arm secretly.

Madam Su sighed, "Alright then. Tingchen, you should also get more rest. Your eyes are all black and blue. You must take care of yourself."

She paused for a moment and then continued, "Then we'll go back first. We'll come back when Nanxue feels better. If you need any help, just give us a call."

"Yeah." Jiang Tingchen responded, "Aunt Su, Su Yao, take care."

In the ward, Ning Nanxue stood at the window and watched the Su family mother and daughter's car drive away, and snorted.

"Even the Oscars owe them a little golden statue." Her voice was still a little hoarse, but she had regained a lot of energy. "When Xu Zhiru met them, she had to admit she was inferior. When it comes to pretentiousness, there's always someone better."

Jiang Tingchen hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her neck.

"It's not worth getting angry at someone like that." He lowered his voice. "I've already told the hospital, no one will bother you anymore."

Ning Nanxue turned around, buried herself in his arms, and listened to his heartbeat.

"I want to be discharged from the hospital." She looked up, her eyes filled with fatigue. "They will definitely come again. I want to go back to the apartment."

She thought for a moment and then said, "I have to ask about the company's affairs."

Jiang Tingchen's brows moved, then quickly relaxed.

He knew her, a workaholic, and if he didn't let her ask, she would feel even more uneasy.

"Okay, I'll do it right away. Just sit still and wait for me."

"Yeah." Jiang Tingchen kissed her on the forehead, turned around to pack his things, and went to the nurse's station to handle the formalities. It didn't take much time.

The car drove back to the apartment. Ning Nanxue leaned on the passenger seat with her eyes closed, her face still not looking good.

Jiang Tingchen drove the car very steadily and the air conditioning temperature in the car was just right.

"Tingchen," Ning Nanxue said without opening her eyes, "the door must be complicated and there is no simple matter. I don't want to give up the investigation just like that."

Jiang Tingchen tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "Yeah," he replied. "There was a fire problem at the villa, and they're busy trying to distance themselves from it, trying to act 'innocent' and 'concerned,' which only makes them more suspicious."

Ning Nanxue opened her eyes and looked at him.

"The more they rush to show their goodwill, the more I think there's something fishy about this. Who can't see what Su Yao is thinking? Madam Su is not a fuel-saving lamp either. I'm afraid they will do anything for something."

She still gets scared when she thinks about the fire last night and the feeling of the smoke choking her throat.

If it weren't for Jiang Tingchen...

Jiang Tingchen stretched out a hand, covered her hand and shook it.

"Don't think too much, I will find out. Let's be more careful before the truth comes out. I'll keep an eye on the Su family."

Ning Nanxue felt a little relieved when he held her hand.