Chapter 9: Humble to the Dust
Because Du Zhanrong injured his right hand, it was often inconvenient for him, especially when eating.
Song Li had no choice but to sit in front of the bed and feed him.
Du Zhanrong also leaned back on the hospital bed, with his right hand wrapped in gauze and hung around his neck with a cantilever strap. He watched Song Li's considerate movements from close range, and suddenly felt that no matter how serious the injury was, it didn't hurt anymore.
"If you have other things to do, go ahead. It's okay for me to be here."
After all, her sister had made such a big fuss last night, and she hadn't rested at all. Even if she wanted her to stay, she couldn't bear it.
Song Li raised her eyes, her gaze shifting from her bowl to his face. "Nothing, Mr. He will arrange for other people if it's work."
Du Zhanrong didn't understand what she was resisting in her heart.
"I said I would be responsible for your injury and I will stay to take care of you. If you feel it is inconvenient for me to be here, just tell me and I can disappear immediately."
Just like last night, Du Qianyuan reminded her and she left immediately.
"That's not what I meant." Du Zhanrong was afraid that she would feel inferior. "I said, I like you, and it's not fake."
"I don't mean anything else," Song Li put down his bowl and chopsticks, looking serious. "Mr. Du, I know the rules of this society very well. Your family's power and status will never allow me to be around you. The family's power to cultivate you has determined your future, including your marriage. My presence around you will only bring you negative effects."
Song Li's eyes turned pale. This was another reason why He Qian asked her to stay and take care of Du Zhanrong. He wanted the Du family to humiliate her. He wanted her to face the reality. She, Song Li, was humble enough to be reduced to dust.
Her honesty really shocked and moved Du Zhanrong, "But I can try my best."
Song Li smiled, extremely reluctant to his stubbornness, "I don't want to get involved in a war that will be lost without a fight. Besides, I don't like you either. But you saved my sister, and I will remember this for the rest of my life."
Du Zhanrong paused for a few seconds before speaking: "Life is so long, a lot of things can change! Song Li, as long as you are willing, leave everything to me, I will not let you suffer any grievances!"
Once upon a time, this was the kind of promise that all girls had fantasized about. Song Li also hoped that there would be a prince charming who would make a tender promise to her, cherish her and protect her.
However, fantasy was ultimately defeated by reality. She would never be able to escape He Qian's clutches for the rest of her life.
"Let's both work hard. When you're healed, you try not to look for me again, and I'll try to avoid you as much as possible."
As for the R&D data that He Qian wanted, she was terrified just thinking about it.
Du Zhanrong was quite surprised at her clear thinking. She was completely numb to all the aspirations a woman should have and had no happiness.
The IV drip had just finished. Song Li pressed the call bell, and the nurse came in to remove the needle. "Family members, come and help press the needle hole for two minutes."
Song Li hesitated for a long time before he went over embarrassedly, "I... am not a family member."
Du Zhanrong smiled without explaining, "Please ask the doctor for me. I want to be discharged now."
Since there are too many people and noise in the hospital, and it is estimated that someone will come to his house soon, he can go back to where he lives and not be disturbed by anyone.
Song Li was embarrassed and hurriedly said to the nurse: "He was joking, ignore him, go back to your work, thank you!"
"I'm not kidding!" Du Zhanrong said in a scolding tone, "Go call the doctor!"
The nurse opened her mouth to say something, but was silenced by Du Zhanrong's serious expression. She ran out to call a doctor.
"What are you doing?" Song Li was a little angry.
Du Zhanrong's mood began to improve when he saw her like this, especially when she held his hand and gently pressed the needle hole on the back of her hand, which felt warm. "The doctor said I need to rest for a week. I think resting at home will make me feel happier and help me recover!"
Later, Song Li and the doctor could no longer bear Du Zhanrong's insistence on being discharged from the hospital, so they had to go through the relevant procedures for him.
Song Li listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, went to pay the bill and get the medicine, and then rushed back to the ward. He was really afraid that Du Zhanrong would die first and there would be no one around him.
Du Zhanrong had his right arm hanging in front of him, standing there with a silly smile waiting for Song Li.
After Song Li finished her work and returned to the ward, she saw that he was still wearing his hospital gown. She felt shy and said, "I...I'll ask the nurse to come and change...change your clothes."
Du Zhanrong didn't force her and waited for the nurse to come in.
After packing up, Song Li drove Du Zhanrong to the house where he now lived alone.
Fenghua Manor is one of the real estate projects under the He family. Ciyun Pavilion is located in the south of Yuancheng, and Fenghua Manor is located in the north of Yuancheng. Both are houses that almost everyone dreams of in this city full of powerful people.
He Qian did develop the industry very successfully.
Ciyun Pavilion was renovated five or six years ago, and the residential area is fully intelligent, using high-tech technology. Fenghua Manor, which launched just last year, has an antique charm and inherits the rich traditional culture of Yuancheng. Everything is designed according to the closely interconnected and interconnected feng shui principles, and the luxurious and extravagant decoration makes those who live here either wealthy or noble.
She had only heard that He Qian also had a floor here that was exclusively his own, which was the top floor among the top buildings, but she had never been to Fenghua Manor.
There are so many rich people in Yuancheng, but unfortunately she is not one of them. She has to work hard for her family's livelihood every day, and she worries about the next meal after eating one. Paying off Du Zhanrong's hospitalization fees today is an example, which has used up all her savings.
No, it should be all her family savings.
What made her even more worried was that Du Zhanrong lived on the 28th floor of Building 22, which was the top floor of Fenghua Manor, with the highest floor being the 30th.
Song Li shuddered at the thought of He Qian appearing here...
After getting out of the elevator, Song Li stood behind Du Zhanrong waiting for the door to open, but he pulled her over to the door.
Du Zhanrong unlocked the phone with his fingerprint and then used the password to bring up the settings interface. He forcibly dragged Song Li's right hand over and pressed her index finger on it.
"Mr. Du..." Song Li wanted to pull his hand back, but he was not as strong as him, and was afraid of hurting his right hand during the argument.
After some operations, Du Zhanrong released her hand and said, "I've added your fingerprint. You're always welcome here."
Song Li opened the door and said, "Just delete it after a week."
"Don't worry, no one can come in here, except my little cousin Chen Yao. You are the third one!"
After entering the house, a faint sandalwood scent wafted into the air. The layout and furniture were all of amazing design and luxury. Song Li lowered his eyes slightly.
She lived alone in a mansion of nearly 200 square meters, while her family's old house was only 90 square meters...
Du Zhanrong was walking in front, so naturally he didn't notice her disappointment caused by the huge gap in comparison. As a rich young man who had never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood and had no concept of money, he only thought that this luxurious suite was a place for his daily living.
"Let me see what you're going to eat for dinner first." After putting down his things, Song Li walked towards the kitchen.
Du Zhanrong held her back, "It's only three o'clock now, how can dinner be that early? The first thing to do now is... go to bed!"
Song Li frowned.
"You sleep in that guest room. I'll be next door." Du Zhanrong pointed. "Hurry up, stop struggling. I'm so sleepy!"
He had some time to rest in the hospital, but she didn't even have time to take a nap for two days and one night!
Song Li was actually quite grateful to him. She was indeed in a state of mental extreme at that time, and she was so sleep deprived that she felt dizzy and dizzy...
"Thanks."
"Sleep until six. Don't cook tonight. I'll ask Chen Yao to pack some food for you."
Song Li was pushed into the room and forced to rest. The moment she lay on the bed, she fell asleep almost immediately...
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