Chapter 193 A Mysterious Person Helps
Shang Wu recovered quickly.
After being discharged from the hospital, the incident remained a thorn in her side, and she became curious about the mysterious savior.
I don't know who it is, but this feeling is so incredibly alluring.
Shang Wu specially prepared a generous gift and visited the hospital director to express her gratitude in a tactful manner. She also tentatively inquired which expert had led the treatment and which institution's serum had been used, as she wanted to personally visit and express her thanks.
The dean was a kind old professor. After hearing Shang Wu's purpose, he shrugged, seemingly having some difficulty understanding.
"Miss Shang, you're too kind. Saving lives is our hospital's duty."
The hospital director adjusted his glasses, thought carefully for a moment, and said with great certainty, "However, as far as I know, our hospital did not receive any prior notice at the time, and there is no record here of which team or which expert it was. Moreover, the serum you used was brought directly by that expert. Did you ask some big shot for help, and they did a good deed without leaving their name?"
Shang Wu opened his mouth, then suddenly found it utterly unbelievable.
She instinctively denied it: "That's impossible, I don't know anyone like that."
Seeing that she was still struggling with this, the dean comforted her, "It's okay. Maybe he doesn't want to leave his name when he does good deeds. If we're meant to be, he'll contact you on his own. Besides, I've encountered many similar cases. Some experts who fly in from other places also do good deeds without leaving their names."
Shang Wu nodded, still seemingly lost in thought.
"In short, just relax. Now that you're better, take good care of yourself and look forward to the future," the old director comforted her.
Shang Wu nodded casually, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
She was discharged from the hospital and settled in a downtown area of Yecheng.
Shang Wu's body no longer needs much conditioning; she just needs to eat a light diet for a while.
As soon as he heard that she had been discharged from the hospital, Shang Yun Shen called her again.
“I know a friend who is a chef. He owns a restaurant and offers a variety of nutritious meals. If you're interested, I can tell him now and have him send someone to deliver your meals. That way, you won't need to hire a nanny or worry that Aying will cook you bad food that isn't nutritious enough.”
Aying was immediately indignant and wanted to say something.
Shang Wu interrupted with a smile: "Okay, I'll accept your friend's restaurant's nutritional meal delivery service. However, it's not because A Ying isn't taking good care of me; it's because she's been following me around and worrying about me all this time. I don't want her to keep working so hard, so please have someone deliver the meals."
Ah Ying's expression finally softened, and she looked at Shang Wu with deep emotion.
"Thank you, Mr. Shang. I knew you cared about me the most and appreciated my cooking skills the most."
Shang Wu smiled and stood up.
It was getting late, so she went over and drew the curtains.
A figure flashed by under the streetlight.
Shang Wu thought she had misread the person and didn't pay any attention to him.
Not long after, there was a knock on her door.
Curious, Aying went to open the door. Suddenly, she let out a gasp of surprise.
"Wow!"
Shang Wu found it strange, glanced back, and exclaimed "Wow!"
The chef who came in was 1.85 meters tall, wearing a white chef's uniform, with a very neat short haircut, and had a roguish air about him. He didn't look like a chef, but more like a tattoo artist, very individualistic.
"Are all your restaurant's delivery drivers this handsome? Are you sure there's no need to pay any extra fees?" Shang Wu greeted him with a smile.
"No need, and I'm not a delivery person. My name is Cheng Zhou, and I'm the owner of this restaurant, which is also your brother's friend. I came here specifically to deliver food to your door."
He took out the nutritional meals from inside and placed them one by one on the table.
Seeing this, Shang Wu couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you for your trouble, you even delivered it yourself."
“Of course, Shang Yunshen is my friend. His sister isn’t feeling well and needs a nutritious meal, how could I just send any employee to deliver it?” Cheng Zhou raised an eyebrow. “Eat it, try it and see how it tastes. If it suits your taste, I can make some more money off you.”
Shang Wu smiled, sat down, and tasted a dish with her chopsticks.
She was satisfied: "Very good, please have Chef Cheng bring me meals from now on."
Cheng Zhou smiled and curled his lips: "It's my pleasure."
He chatted with Shang Wu for a long time, and Shang Wu quickly ate a lot of the food.
Seeing how happily she was eating, Aying was also very happy.
The two chatted casually until it was almost late at night before Cheng Zhou left.
Before he left, he exchanged contact information with Shang Wu.
"I'll send you our restaurant's menu later. You can order whatever you want, and I'll bring it to you. But you can't order spicy food or seafood."
Shang Wu exclaimed in surprise, somewhat regretfully, "I've been staying in Africa lately and haven't been eating seafood much lately. Can't I have it?"
“You’re still recovering from your wound, so you absolutely can’t eat this. Otherwise, I’ll tell your brother that you’re wasting my food delivery resources and not taking good care of your injury.”
Seeing his complaining expression, Shang Wu was speechless.
She put down her chopsticks: "Why are you so stingy?"
Cheng Zhou pursed his lips, "This is for your health, Miss Shang. You should really take better care of yourself. You're so beautiful and rich, don't just stay at home recovering. Get well soon, so you can go out and date or something."
When he brought up the topic of dating, Shang Wu's smile faded slightly.
Cheng Zhou could clearly sense that he had touched on something that made Shang Wu unhappy.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now. I'll come back and bring you food again next time."
Shang Wu came to her senses, thanked him a few times, and saw him outside. After watching him leave, she slowly exhaled and sat down at the table.
Ah Ying smiled and winked at her.
"This chef is so handsome."
Shang Wu was both amused and exasperated: "Look at you, so infatuated. Haven't you seen many handsome guys? If you're interested in him, I'll introduce you to him right away and give you his WeChat ID, how about that?"
Aying quickly waved her hand: "No, I wouldn't dare to take it from you."
Shang Wu's eyes widened immediately: "What do you mean by competing with me? I'm not interested in him at all."
“Who knows in the future?” A-Ying winked at her. “We’ve been traveling to remote places for so many days, and we haven’t seen many handsome guys.”
Shang Wu found it amusing.
She raised her hand and patted Aying's head.
"Then you should take advantage of this man's delivery of food to build a good relationship with him."
Upon hearing this, Aying hesitated, wanting to say something but then just smiling.
She chuckled lightly, "Tch, I don't want to see this man because of myself."
Shang Wu didn't hear clearly and asked, "What?"
Aying quickly got up and tidied up the things on the table.
"Alright, alright, I'll go clean up the trash first."
She turned around, picked up the trash, and left. As she pushed open the door, a gentle breeze blew in.
Aying subconsciously squinted and suddenly saw a man standing under the streetlight directly opposite her house.
The man was looking down at his phone, dressed in inconspicuous black clothes, and had an unremarkable appearance.
Ah Ying was certain that he was a complete stranger she had never seen before, and she didn't know why he was always standing opposite her.
She felt something was off, but didn't pay much attention. She threw the trash into the trash can under the tree outside the door, then turned around and closed the door.
The man turned and left after she closed the door, turned off the living room light, and finally turned on the light in the bedroom on the second floor.
at the same time.
In the quiet study of the villa, the only sound was the scratching of the pen tip on the paper; there was no other noise.
The phone suddenly rang. The man sitting at the table writing paused, then pressed the receiver with his well-defined knuckles and answered.
A deep voice came from inside.
"It seems a chef friend came to visit. He's very tall and handsome. We chatted for a long time and he just left. That's all."
"By the way, it seems that Miss Shang has started to interact with her family. She is in contact with her brother, Shang Yun Shen."
After hearing this, the man gripped the phone slightly, then hung up without saying a word, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself.
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