Luo Jinhan's heart skipped a beat. "Miss Su, this..."

Su Ziqing glanced at him. "Can't even I tell you?"

Luo Jinhan shook his head, "No, it's just..." If he said it, it would only add to his worries.

Miss Su can't help Mr. Gong, can she?

"Is the amount very large?" Su Ziqing didn't want to listen to Luo Jinhan's nonsense at all.

Luo Jinhan nodded and then shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Why nod and shake your head? A large amount is a large amount, and a small amount is a small amount. Why is it so difficult to say?

"Overall, it's a big problem." That's all Luo Jinhan could say. "There shouldn't be any major problems with the Gong family group, but with the old man seriously ill right now, the uncles and elders in the Gong family might take the opportunity to question Mr. Gong's abilities."

Su Ziqing's expression turned slightly cold upon hearing this, "Chengjue has been in the family company for so many years, his abilities are obvious to all..."

"Miss Su, it's all just an excuse for those people." Luo Jinhan said helplessly. The Gong family has a large number of members and a huge fortune. No one would give up without fighting for it.

Therefore, it is destined to be a tough battle.

“There shouldn’t be any major problems with the Gong family group, so the major problems are… those under Cheng Jue’s own name?” Su Ziqing asked.

Someone with Gong Chengjue's status certainly wouldn't only have a family company; he must have invested in quite a few companies under his own name.

Just as she had guessed.

“Yes.” Luo Jinhan nodded. “There was a major accident, and now the funds are not available. Mr. Gong’s own private account…” Before Luo Jinhan could finish speaking, the door to the ward suddenly opened.

Gong Chengjue stood there looking sick, his face pale yet icy.

His gaze sent a chill down Luo Jinhan's spine. Oh no, he didn't know how much Mr. Gong had heard, but he was sure Mr. Gong would blame him for meddling.

"Chengjue, you're awake." Su Ziqing looked at him with concern, her face showing heartache.

Gong Chengjue immediately put on a gentle expression and looked at Su Ziqing, "Why are you here?"

Luo Jinhan felt that his position as special assistant might be somewhat precarious...

"I have to go back to the capital..." Su Ziqing couldn't bring herself to lie when she looked into Gong Chengjue's eyes.

"Don't blame Assistant Luo, he was just worried about you." Okay, rather than telling a lie that he'd expose, she'd better just admit it honestly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out to touch his forehead; the fever had subsided.

"Mr. Gong, why don't you go back to your hospital bed and rest for a while?" You're sick, don't you want to rest?

Gong Chengjue glanced at the talkative Luo Jinhan, "It seems you don't want to stay in this position anymore."

"No, I didn't, I'm not." Luo Jinhan denied it three times in a row.

Su Ziqing took his hand and said, "Go back to bed first." Then she looked at Luo Jinhan and said, "Assistant Luo, could you call the doctor over?"

Gong Chengjue's fever had subsided, but because of the recurring fevers and lack of food, he was indeed feeling somewhat dizzy and lightheaded.

"You promised me you'd take care of yourself!" Su Ziqing helped him back to a half-sitting position on the bed, looking at him with a hint of reproach.

Gong Chengjue admitted his mistake, "It was my fault."

She suddenly hugged him tightly. "Can't you stop pretending to be strong?" Her voice was muffled, but it warmed his heart.

"Ziqing..."

"Does it mean you think I'm completely useless, which is why you haven't even considered asking?" Su Ziqing asked, frustrated. "Is it really true that all we can do is look up to you?"

Couldn't he just lower his proud head?

"What are you thinking?" Gong Chengjue stroked her head.

"Am I overthinking things, or are you overthinking it?!" Su Ziqing looked up, her serious expression meeting his gaze.

Luo Jinhan called the doctor and just then came in. Su Ziqing stood up somewhat awkwardly.

The doctor had the accompanying nurse take Gong Chengjue's temperature, and then instructed Gong Chengjue to drink some porridge and continue to be observed in the hospital.

Gong Chengjue immediately said, "No need, I'm fine." He had been lying here for most of the day.

Su Ziqing angrily pressed him down, "You're not allowed to go anywhere."

"Stop fooling around, Ziqing."

"I'm not making a scene." Su Ziqing looked at him seriously. "Do you know how weak you are right now?"

“I know my own body well,” Gong Chengjue explained patiently and gently. “I still have a lot of things to do, and I’ve already rested for most of the day, so I’m much better now.”

"Mr. Gong, I suggest you stay in the hospital for another night. If you don't have a recurring fever today, then you should be fine. Otherwise, in your current condition, it may develop into pneumonia later."

No sooner had the doctor finished speaking than Gong Chengjue couldn't help but cough.

"Chengjue, please listen to the doctor, okay?" Su Ziqing almost pleaded.

Gong Chengjue could only shake his head. "Ziqing, I don't have time to rest right now." He raised his hand to touch her face. "I know you're worried about me, but I'm really fine."

"Mr. Gong, please listen to Miss Su," Luo Jinhan advised from the side.

Gong Chengjue gave him a cold look.

His father is being buried the day after tomorrow. He's very busy today and tomorrow, and if he stays in the hospital because of his illness, it will only give those uncles and elders more reason to attack him.

Aren't they looking for all sorts of excuses to attack him right now?

Luo Jinhan shut up.

In the end, no amount of persuasion could change Gong Chengjue's mind; he insisted on being discharged from the hospital. Su Ziqing looked at his pale face and asked, "Can't you eat something before you leave?"

This time, Gong Chengjue complied with her.

The two of them were left in the ward. Su Ziqing gently blew on the bowl of porridge and said, "No matter how big the problem is, your health is the most important thing. You told me that before."

And now? Does he not care at all anymore?

While happily eating the porridge she fed him, Gong Chengjue reasoned with her, "I'm busy, there are too many things piling up at once, there's nothing I can do."

Su Ziqing didn't know what to say.

"How much money do you need?" she asked casually as she continued feeding him, without making any deliberate attempt to ask.

Gong Chengjue swallowed the porridge and then said, "I can handle it."

"I believe you can solve it, but you're having difficulties right now, aren't you?" Otherwise, Luo Jinhan wouldn't have said that.

If it could be delayed, it wouldn't be a big deal; obviously, it can't be delayed.

Gong Chengjue looked at her and said, "Yes, a little."

"How much do you need?" she asked again.

"You don't need to worry about that. It will take me some time to liquidate my assets," Gong Chengjue smiled and reassured her instead. "But for the time being, I'll be poorer than you."

Su Ziqing didn't find the joke funny at all. Instead, she said very seriously, "I have cash in my account..."

"You're planning to give me money?" Gong Chengjue looked surprised.