Rong Bing walked up to Rong Yan, and only then did Rong Yan notice her.
Rong Bing suspected that Shen Xingzhi's condition had worsened because her sister looked very unwell.
"Auntie, sister," the woman called out softly.
Rong Yan acted as if she hadn't heard.
Han Yue looked up: "Rong Bing, what brings you here?"
“I was worried about Sister Xingzhi, so I took the liberty of coming to check on her. May I go in and see her?” Rong Bing asked cautiously.
"She's asleep, open the door quietly," Han Yue instructed. "Don't linger too long."
"Hmm." Rong Bing nodded and walked into the ward. Shen Xingzhi was breathing steadily and had taken off her oxygen mask. Only her hand was still receiving an IV drip. It seemed that she was indeed out of danger. But why did Rong Yan look so absent-minded?
"Hello, is Sister Xingzhi alright?" Rong Bing asked Yu Wenhao, who was standing next to her.
Yu Wenhao knew Rong Bing, and although he didn't have a good impression of her, since Rong Bing had come to visit Shen Xingzhi, he didn't need to give her a hard time.
He said, "It's nothing, she just fell asleep. When she wakes up, I'll tell her you came."
"Okay." Rong Bing put down the fruit basket in her hand. "Then I'll go out."
“Auntie, my sister…” Rong Bing asked when Rong Yan still ignored her.
"It's nothing, she just didn't sleep well and is upset, so she doesn't want to talk," Han Yue said, concealing the truth.
Rong Bing didn't believe Han Yue's words, thinking that Rong Yan was deliberately ignoring her.
She said "oh" on the surface, but in her heart she was wondering if Fu Jingchen had gone to Fu Jingsheng to gossip again.
Rong Bing called out again, "Sister."
Rong Yan looked up expressionlessly.
She was bare-faced, without even a lipstick.
"Sister, are you alright?" Rong Bing asked.
Rong Yan frowned slightly and asked indifferently, "What are you doing here?"
The woman's cold tone frightened Rong Bing.
"Are you unhappy that I came? I'll leave now."
“It’s none of your business,” Rong Yan explained. “Let’s go after you’ve finished watching. We can talk about work in a couple of days.”
"Sister, I didn't come here to ask you to arrange a job for me. I'm just worried about Sister Xingzhi." Rong Bing didn't expect Rong Yan to say that.
"She's fine."
"Then I'll be going. Take care and get some rest." Rong Bing left tactfully, but Rong Yan's words kept replaying in her mind. She felt that the atmosphere in the hospital today was strange.
Logically, shouldn't Rong Yan be happy that Shen Xingzhi has woken up? But why does everyone look so worried?
Shen Xingzhi decided to ask a doctor she knew for advice.
——
At Fu Jingchen's company, the man was in a great mood.
To show her sincerity, Liu Yi contacted a friend, and after seeing Fu Jingchen, she couldn't wait to go to his office.
Fu Jingchen propped his feet up on the table and leisurely sipped his coffee.
Hearing a knock on the door, quickly sit down.
"President Fu." Liu Yi closed the door.
"Sister Liu, is something the matter?" Fu Jingchen asked.
Liu Yi stood opposite the man: "I went back and thought about it carefully yesterday. I have a very good friend who is a psychologist. I told her about Xiao Zhou's situation. She has a lot of methods for dealing with people who suffer from depression due to cyberbullying. I recommend her to you. You can take Xiao Zhou to see her."
"Thank you, but no need. You forgot, my family has a top-notch psychologist," Fu Jingchen politely declined.
“I know Dr. Song is a highly skilled doctor, but aren’t you two on bad terms? Besides, she’s Rong Bing’s sister. I heard that her relationship with Rong Bing has improved. What if you bring Xiao Zhou there and run into Rong Bing? Even if you don’t run into her, will Dr. Song really help Xiao Zhou?” Liu Yi had already thought of Rong Yan.
Fu Jingchen smiled: "Sister Liu, you've thought quite a lot. Thank you for your kindness, but I have my own plans. I hope you won't dwell on Xiao Zhou's matter anymore. Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go now."
Zhou Luo didn't have depression at all; she was just in the hospital because of a back injury.
Liu Yi was meddling in too much of his business. Fu Jingchen knew that Liu Yi was trying to curry favor with him, but he didn't need it.
The woman left awkwardly after being rejected.
Last night, she barely slept a wink trying to find a doctor for Zhou Luo, hoping her boss would remember her efforts. But all her hard work went unappreciated. Instead of thanking her, Fu Jingchen blamed her for meddling.
Liu Yi returned to her workstation with a long face.
[Sister Liu, what's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood so early in the morning?]
Liu Yi said with a stern face, "Mind your own business and you'll only make a fool of yourself."
[What do you mean? Did President Fu scold you? That can't be right. President Fu arrived early today and seemed to be in a good mood. I even ran into him in the elevator; he was whistling.]
Liu Yi was even more confused: "In a good mood? Whistling?"
Yes, I'm sure, because I specifically mentioned that President Fu seemed to be in a good mood.
Fu Jingchen is in a good mood. Could it be that Zhou Luo's illness has been cured? That's impossible. Depression can't be cured in just a few days. If she hasn't, what could make Fu Jingchen so happy?
Could it be?
"Xiao Zhang, get back to work." Liu Yi wanted to calmly sort things out.
Fu Jingchen turned on his computer, but didn't work for a while. He searched online: What should I bring when visiting my girlfriend's parents for the first time? How can I make a good impression on my girlfriend's parents? What should I do to win over my future in-laws...?
The suggestions from netizens can be summarized as follows: first, be observant and helpful; second, be courteous; and finally, speak less.
The gift was in place, but how exactly was it in place? Fu Jingchen did some more searching and found that most of the comments were about cigarettes and alcohol.
Fu Jingchen had an idea. He thought the more expensive the cigarettes and alcohol, the better, preferably limited editions. So he had to go find them now.
The man left the company after finishing his lunch.
Zhou Luo was incredibly bored at the hospital, but she dared not wander around in case she ran into someone she knew.
So he called Fu Jingchen.
"Jingchen, are you busy? I'm so bored, can you chat with me for a while?"
"I'm outside." Fu Jingchen turned on the speakerphone so Zhou Luo could hear the car horns on the road.
"I'll buy some things, and I'll come see you as soon as I'm done."
"Okay." Zhou Luo hung up the phone, had her caregiver rent a wheelchair, and went downstairs fully equipped.
Rong Bing asked several people for help and finally managed to get some information.
"Miss Rong, we have an unexpected bonus." The middleman, who was paid to do the job, never expected that Zhou Luo would also be in the hospital by a twist of fate.
"What?"
"Zhou Luo is also hospitalized in that hospital, in the orthopedics department."
Rong Bing opened her mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time.
"Shen Xingzhi is fine, she just has a wound on her face and can't accept it right now." The middleman hung up the phone after saying that.
Zhou Luo is hospitalized? In orthopedics?
Rong Bing snapped out of her daze and smiled sinisterly: "Retribution."
She decided to go and take another look.
The woman called back, but the person didn't know the specific ward, only that it was on the ninth floor.
Zhou Luo was downstairs enjoying the breeze, clearly unaware that his whereabouts had been revealed.
Rong Bing took the scissors; her chance had come.
At the hospital, Shen Xingzhi saw Rong Yan and her emotions calmed down considerably. Perhaps not wanting Rong Yan to worry, she restrained her inner impulses.
Like Shen Xingzhi, Rong Yan smiled on the outside, but her heart was bleeding inside.
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