"and……"
Director Wang lowered his voice, his tone suggestive:
"The Xie family's bodyguards can also stay at the entrance of the suite, can't they?"
"This way, you can ensure your son's safe treatment while maintaining the order you want to the greatest extent possible."
"The bodyguards are at the door..."
Ren Xuelan murmured, repeating herself.
The tense shoulders finally relaxed a little.
This plan seems to be on top of her seemingly impregnable fortress of dignity.
They pried open a small crack.
Ultimately, the son's safety prevailed.
She closed her eyes and took a long breath.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a weary resignation in them, but her tone still carried a sharp edge:
"...Alright, but it has to be done as Director Wang said! A suite, multiple people present, bodyguards on duty!"
"Also, that Yan Ning must follow the rules! If he dares to have even the slightest wicked thought..."
"Absolutely! Xue Lan, don't worry! I'll personally explain the rules to her!"
Xie Heng saw that his wife had relented.
He felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly made a promise.
On the other side.
Yan Ning finally managed to calm Xie Huaiye down and get him to cooperate with the doctor to complete the examination.
I watched him take his medicine and fall into a deep sleep before I wearily left the ward.
As soon as the door closed, Xie Heng came to greet him.
A fawning smile plastered on his face.
"Yan Ning, thank you for your hard work! It's all thanks to you! Huaiye is finally at peace!"
Xie Heng rubbed his hands together, his tone very enthusiastic.
"Uncle Xie, I'm so glad he's alright, I..."
Yan Ning was about to say that she could go back.
But Xie Heng interrupted him urgently.
"Um... Yan Ning, there's something I need to discuss with Director Wang..."
Xie Heng was somewhat speechless.
Seemingly choosing his words carefully, he said, "You've seen Huaiye's current situation; he can't live without someone, especially you."
"For his treatment and safety, Director Wang suggests... suggests that you move here temporarily for a while."
"Move in? Stay in the hospital?"
Yan Ning was taken aback by his words.
This was completely unexpected for her.
"No, no, no, I'm not staying in a regular ward."
Xie Heng quickly explained, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible boasting:
"It's our family's private sanatorium area in the hospital, a huge VIP suite! It's no different from staying in a luxury apartment!"
"It has everything inside: a living room, a dining room, several bedrooms, and a study."
"There's even a dedicated nursing room! The sunlight is fantastic, and the view is unbeatable!"
"Moreover, you don't have to worry about anything. A dedicated nutritionist is in charge of your three meals a day. Just order whatever you want to eat!"
"There are dedicated maids to clean, do laundry, and fold bedding! There are also caregivers on 24-hour shifts, waiting outside the suite. You can call them anytime you need help!"
Just focus on playing with Huaiye and put his mind at ease! Don't worry about anything else!
Xie Heng described it in a dazzling and extravagant way.
They strongly emphasized the superior living conditions.
And comprehensive services.
They tried to use material conditions to offset the discomfort caused by this requirement.
However, Yan Ning listened to it.
I didn't feel any joy.
Instead, it felt like something was choking me.
An incredibly spacious luxury suite? Personal attendants? 24-hour caregivers? Bodyguards guarding the door?
These are the top-tier benefits that ordinary people dream of.
These words reached Yan Ning's ears at that moment.
But they are like layers of cold, ornate shackles.
She looked at Xie Heng's eager and anxious eyes.
Then look at the tightly closed ward door behind me.
The one lying inside is mentally fragile.
Xie Huaiye developed a morbid dependence on her.
An indescribable sense of absurdity washed over her.
Move in? Live in this glittering cage?
To become Xie Huaiye's personal soothing agent?
Being waited on by servants, and constantly watched by countless eyes?
Losing your freedom, your life revolves entirely around another person's emotional fluctuations?
This is hardly preferential treatment; it's clearly just another form of imprisonment!
Yan Ning's face turned slightly pale.
Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes.
She opened her mouth, wanting to refuse.
But then it flashed through my mind again.
Xie Huaiye stood trembling on the edge of the rooftop.
And then there was that desperate yet longing look in his eyes when he threw himself into my arms…
I just can't bring myself to say no.
In the end, she simply lowered her eyes.
Long eyelashes concealed all the emotions in her eyes.
He uttered a sentence in a dry but calm voice:
“…Okay, I’ll stay. I’ll leave once he’s better.”
Xie Heng immediately beamed with joy:
"That's wonderful! Yan Ning! I knew you were a good kid! Don't worry, we will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
"I'll call your aunt and uncle and ask them to help you pack your things. No, no, you don't need to lift a finger!"
"Make a list, and I'll have the driver pick it up directly from the Su family's house! You can go in and take a look at the rooms and pick one you like!"
Yan Ning did not speak again.
He simply nodded silently.
She was guided by the housekeeper.
Heading towards that legendary, unbeatable suite.
Push open the heavy, carved wooden door.
Inside was an astonishingly spacious area.
Luxurious crystal chandeliers and soft carpets.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is a bustling cityscape.
Everything was exquisite and perfect, spotless.
Yan Ning stood at the door, her eyes widening in surprise.
"My God..." she exclaimed softly.
The place in front of us is huge!
Sunlight streamed in through a large glass window that covered an entire wall, making it bright and airy.
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