Lin Chen took a deep breath, turned around, and left the room. He knew that what Ding Jiaying needed at this moment was rest and quiet, not his disturbance.
...
Meanwhile, in a private high-end hospital in Lu Tiancheng, a tense interrogation was underway.
"Doctor, how is my husband?" a beautifully dressed young woman with a pointed chin asked anxiously, her eyes filled with expectation and unease. Her anxiety intensified as the doctor entered the room.
"His life is out of danger," the doctor said slowly, "but his palm was pierced, and he will probably be disabled in the future. Moreover, his genitals were severely damaged, and his sexual function has been greatly affected, which will probably make his life in this area very difficult in the future."
Upon hearing the news, the young woman was struck dumb, as if by lightning, and collapsed to the ground. She was Kikutaro's wife. Although she was well aware of her husband's many misdeeds, he was still her man, the father of their children. Now the doctor said he was infertile and could no longer have sex—how could she accept this?
"Doctor, what do you mean? Will he be unable to do sex in the future?" The young woman's voice was filled with despair and resentment.
"I'm sorry, we've done everything we can." The doctor shook his head helplessly. "Your husband's injury is too severe; we have to perform a removal surgery to save his life."
After the doctor left, the young woman's eyes were swollen and red. She gently stroked her unconscious husband lying on the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face. "Husband, don't be afraid, I'm here. If the doctors here can't cure you, I'll take you abroad to the best hospital. They'll definitely cure you."
Then, she turned to the man next to her—Jin Tiancai.
"Young Master Jin, my Taro has become like this, how am I supposed to live? How am I supposed to live?" The young woman cried out in anguish, collapsing onto Jin Tiancai's body.
"Don't worry, leave everything else to me." Jin Tiancai gently patted her back to comfort her. "Your man was injured because of me, and I will definitely avenge him. I will make that bastard know the price of angering Jin Tiancai!"
Jin Tiancai spoke slowly and deliberately, her eyes flashing with anger and hatred, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey, sending chills down one's spine.
Despite his raging emotions, he forced the young woman onto the hospital bed and began his routine "comfort." His lust was especially aroused when he saw the unconscious Kikutaro. The young woman, wanting Kintatsu to avenge her husband, could only silently endure and even actively comply.
Ten minutes later, Jin Tiancai straightened her clothes, threw away the toilet paper, and strode out of the ward. At that moment, a man who looked to be about thirty years old, resembling an office worker, hurriedly came up to her, bowed respectfully, and called out, "Boss!"
"Have you found out?" Jin Tiancai asked coldly.
“Yes, boss.” The subordinate respectfully handed over a document. “The chairman of ‘Lu Tianlin’s’ company is currently staying in a hotel. This is his latest detailed information.”
Jin Tiancai took the documents, glanced at them coldly, and then waved her hand: "Okay, you can go now."
"Lin Chen? I'll show you what price you'll pay for messing with the Jin family in Lu Tian City!" Jin Tiancai said through gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with a fierce light.
...
Ding Jiaying felt as if she were trapped in a long and terrifying dream. In the dream, she was tortured by Jin Tiancai and subjected to Director Si's perverse methods. The despair and helplessness made her almost want to give up on life.
However, just as she was sinking into despair, a heroic figure suddenly appeared and rescued her from the clutches of evil. And that hero turned out to be her newly acquainted "fan".
Ding Jiaying didn't understand why she had such a dream, and later she even dreamed that the "fan" didn't mind that she was dirty and even fed her medicine. She shook her head, trying to wake up from the dream, but found that the surrounding environment was strangely unfamiliar.
This room doesn't look like her bedroom; it looks more like a couples' hotel room.
"Where am I?" Ding Jiaying was startled and tried to get up to check, but suddenly felt a chill on her lower body. She looked down and found herself completely naked, with pills and warm water beside her.
"Am I still in Jin Tiancai's clutches?" Ding Jiaying's heart tightened, but after careful inspection, she found that the devil Jin Tiancai wasn't here. Her body still lingered with the pain from last night, but the blanket Lin Chen had left for her felt unusually warm. She suddenly realized that the dream she had of Lin Chen feeding her medicine might have been real.
Ding Jiaying's face instantly turned bright red, and she began frantically searching for her clothes. Just then, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared before her.
"You... ah... don't look! Don't look!" Ding Jiaying screamed in fright when she saw Lin Chen and quickly covered her body with the blanket.
Lin Chen turned around helplessly and said, "Is it better now?"
Ding Jiaying, hiding under the covers, responded softly. Lin Chen turned around, and seeing that she was already hidden, continued, "There are no women's clothes here, only men's clothes. This tracksuit might be a little big, but it should fit you."
With that, Lin Chen placed a pink tracksuit beside Ding Jiaying's bed, then turned and left. Ding Jiaying watched Lin Chen's retreating figure, her heart filled with gratitude and shyness. She knew that her escape this time was all thanks to Lin Chen's help.
"Um...did you help me take off my clothes?" Ding Jiaying asked, a blush creeping onto her face, making her look exceptionally adorable. Looking at her like this, Lin Chen felt inexplicably relieved.
Despite the hardships she endured, this girl still retains a sense of innocence. The complexities and dangers of the entertainment industry are clearly not suitable for her.
"What do you think?" Lin Chen suddenly felt like teasing her and deliberately gave an ambiguous answer. Ding Jiaying's expression instantly became complex, a mixture of surprise, fear, and unease. She subconsciously gripped the blanket covering her and pulled it closer to her.
"Did you also help me take a bath?" Her voice trembled slightly.
“You have too much of that filth on you, so I…” Lin Chen didn’t answer directly, but the meaning behind his words was already very clear.
"I... thank you!" Ding Jiaying turned her head away awkwardly, her voice filled with gratitude and shyness. Lin Chen looked at her like this and couldn't help but laugh. He didn't explain anything further and turned to leave the room.
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