Chapter 106 Coming to Pick Up the Child
Li Kedong nodded solemnly. The hospital bed was pushed into the operating room, and the steel door slowly closed. When it opened again, it was hard to tell whether he felt sorrow or joy.
Chen Jingyang stood silently in front of the door for a long time. Lin Zheyan sighed, stood beside him, and handed him a tissue: "Let's go to the rest area to wait."
Chen Jingyang turned to look at him, but didn't take the tissue. Suddenly losing control of his emotions, he clenched his fist and slammed it hard against his head: "I'm a fucking bastard!"
"What are you doing!" Lin Zheyan snapped, quickly pulling him back. "What's the use of blaming yourself?! Don't you even know where we are? What if it affects the surgery?"
Upon hearing that it would affect the surgery, Chen Jingyang immediately bit his lower lip tightly, his face turning red and looking extremely ferocious, and blood quickly seeped from his lips!
"Chen Jingyang!" Lin Zheyan punched him in the shoulder: "You fucking calm down! Anyone can panic at a time like this, but you can't! If you lose your composure, what will happen to Zhang Pengfei?!"
Chen Jingyang remained silent, tears streaming down his face as he looked up at the sky. His teeth slowly loosened, and he took a trembling breath with his mouth open, his face covered in tears and snot.
After suppressing his anxiety, he grabbed the tissue from Lin Zheyan's hand, covered his face, quickly walked to the fire escape door, opened it, and squatted down to sob.
He was dressed in a sharp, expensive custom-made suit, his shoes were gleaming, and his watch, worth over a million dollars, flashed on his wrist from time to time. He was squatting at the entrance of the stairwell, covering his face and crying, his whole body trembling as if he had been electrocuted. He looked disheveled and out of place.
The last time Chen Jingyang lost control like this was when his mother passed away.
For over a decade, the disguise had accumulated, forming an indestructible armor that even bullets couldn't penetrate, but today it was completely torn to shreds!
After he had been crying for more than ten minutes, Lin Zheyan sighed and pulled out another tissue to put in his hand: "Go ahead and cry, you still have things to do after you're done crying."
After venting his anger, Chen Jingyang gradually calmed down, covered his face, and sobbed, "Do you have any conscience? I'm in this state, what kind of work can I do!"
"I didn't say you had to do it." Lin Zheyan looked down at him and said slowly, "I'll take Zhang Pengfei's clothes with me in a bit. He probably won't be able to wear them for the next couple of days. I'll need to buy some basins, towels, wet wipes, and things like that. After the surgery, he'll need these no matter which ward he goes to."
Chen Jingyang looked up, sniffed, and then remembered that Zhang Pengfei would definitely need to be hospitalized after the surgery, and all sorts of miscellaneous things needed to be prepared.
"And..." Lin Zheyan glanced at him, "Shouldn't we find a caregiver in advance too?"
Chen Jingyang sobbed a couple more times, then slowly stood up, wiped his face clean, and although his eyes were still red and swollen, he managed to regain some of his usual composure: "I have the caregiver's contact information here, I'll contact her later."
He thought the older woman who cared for Zhang Pengfei when he was hospitalized last time was quite good, but Zhang Pengfei's injuries are more serious this time, and one caregiver is definitely not enough. Moreover, he is shy, so it would be best to find another male caregiver.
He would definitely want to see the caregivers in person before he would feel comfortable letting them take care of Zhang Pengfei.
Chen Jingyang opened the door and went out: "The clothes... bring them to me later, I'll wash them for him when I have time."
Lin Zheyan raised an eyebrow: "Can you?"
Chen Jingyang always had his clothes washed by the hotel. As far as Lin Zheyan knew, this man didn't even know how to use a washing machine.
When traveling with Chen Jingyang on business, there's one thing we must confirm beforehand—whether the hotel offers laundry services, including for underwear.
Chen Jingyang rolled his eyes at him: "Why...why are you worrying so much!"
It seems he has truly returned to normal. Lin Zheyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you go wait in the rest area. I'll go buy something. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
Chen Jingyang shook his head: "No, I'm not in the mood to eat right now."
"Okay, I'll buy you a bottle of water later. After that, I need to go back to the company to readjust my work schedule. I'll be back as soon as possible."
Chen Jingyang hummed in agreement and looked up at him: "Lin Zheyan..."
"What's wrong?" Lin Zheyan asked with concern.
"Thank you."
Lin Zheyan's icy expression suddenly softened, and a rare, unnatural smile appeared on his lips: "You're welcome, my pleasure."
It's supposed to be a rest area, but no one sitting here is actually resting. Most people are pacing back and forth anxiously, occasionally going out to walk around in the corridor.
When a patient's surgery was about to be completed, the family members whose names were called by the nurse jumped up as if they had won the lottery and ran out as fast as the wind.
Most of the people who remained waiting there sat in small groups, chatting about things related to the patients.
After all, who doesn't have a few relatives and friends? For such a big event as surgery, it's always good to have more people around. Even if they can't help, it's good to have someone to give you courage and share the psychological pressure!
Only Chen Jingyang sat quietly alone in the corner. He had a strong aura, and even without deliberately showing it, he gave people the feeling of being a lonely person who was not to be approached.
Zhang Pengfei's surgery was expected to take 8 hours. There was no use in being anxious. After calming down, he began to look for a caregiver.
He first contacted the older woman and learned that she was on break, so he booked her for a month. The older woman then introduced him to a male caregiver, and he arranged to meet her this afternoon.
After that, I contacted several more housekeeping companies, and in total, I contacted six people, all of whom I arranged to meet this afternoon.
He dared not let himself be idle. He didn't even dare to think about Zhang Pengfei. Lin Zheyan was right. He had to stay calm and hold on. There was no use blaming himself now. He could only try his best to make amends, arrange things properly after Zhang Pengfei's surgery, and try to help him recover as soon as possible.
Lin Zheyan came over around 3 p.m. and brought him a box of cut fruit of various kinds: "Eat some, it's still early. If you have something to do, your body can't handle it and it will delay things."
Chen Jingyang took it; it was mostly food he liked, but it still tasted bland.
Lin Zheyan briefly reported to him on the adjusted work content, such as arranging for the technical director to attend a meeting with a client in his place; and that the speech at an industry conference had been urgently canceled after communicating with the organizers, etc.
They arranged for him to take a month-long annual leave, which would be enough for him to focus on Zhang Pengfei's matter without any distractions.
As the two were talking, Chen Jingyang's phone suddenly rang. It was another unfamiliar number: "Hello, is this Chen Jingyang? We can't get in touch with Zhang Huahua's family. Would it be convenient for you to come and pick up the child?"
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