Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 11 Gentle Knife
No matter how hypocritical Zhan Jincheng is, Song Chaoyu doesn't care, she is most worried about her mother and younger brother.

The younger brother fell ill at the funeral, and the mother didn't know if she could bear it. She had to go and see how the younger brother was doing, otherwise she couldn't feel at ease.

Song Chaoyu lifted the quilt and wanted to pull out the needle, but his hand was tightly held by Zhan Jincheng.

"What are you going to do? You are very weak now, do you know that?" Zhan Jincheng asked.

Song Chaoyu frowned and looked at the man in front of him. What kind of identity was he using to question her?And in what capacity are you asking for her?
"Let go, I'm going to see my brother!" Song Chaoyu said excitedly.

The two were at a stalemate, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the two looked at the door together.

The visitor was wearing a docile white coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. His hair was short and neat, and his facial features were erect. At first glance, he looked like a doctor who was welcomed by the nurses in the hospital.

Li Jin is indeed very popular, not only that, he is also the youngest director in the hospital, and also Zhan Jincheng's childhood friend.

Li Jin looked at the two with a smile on his face, looked at Song Chaoyu a few times, and then walked over with the medical records. The doctor's smile was very friendly, and Song Chaoyu unconsciously let go of his guard.

"It seems that our patients have no self-awareness at all, and want to pull out the needle, the nurse sister will be pissed off by you." Li Jin joked with a smile.

Song Chaoyu is not in the mood to joke with Li Jin, she just wants to know the situation of her younger brother and mother.

The originally softened expression became tense unconsciously. She looked at the man in front of her. Li Jin had a hospital sign on his chest, and he was still a director.

Li Jin didn't care about Song Chaoyu's cold face, and explained: "You are overworked and rained, and you don't even know you have a high fever?"

Song Chaoyu pursed his lips, and found that his mouth was a little prickly, with some dead skin on it.

"It's okay, I don't care, can I ask about my brother and mother?" Song Chaoyu asked cautiously.

Sitting here, Zhan Jincheng will definitely not let her pull out the needle and leave. Li Jin is a director, so he should know about her family's situation, right?

Li Jin subconsciously glanced at Zhan Jincheng.

"They're fine, at least they're much stronger than you." Li Jin said softly.

Song Chaoyu's heart was relieved, and she let out a long breath when she heard the news that her mother and younger brother were fine.

It's just that Li Jin's slightly playful expression made Song Chaoyu feel uncomfortable. She knew that Li Jin wanted her to feel better, but she really didn't have the energy to make jokes.

Leaning on the soft pillow behind her, she looked up at the ever-decreasing number of medicine bottles. Seeing that the medicine bottle had bottomed out, Li Jin pulled out the needle for her and used a cotton swab to plug the wound.

"Is it okay now? I'm leaving the hospital." Song Chaoyu said weakly.

What Song Chaoyu said was to Zhan Jincheng, and Zhan Jincheng looked at Li Jin.

"It's like this, Miss Song, your body is still very weak. My suggestion here is to go to the hospital to recuperate for a few days before leaving the hospital." Li Jin said honestly.

After all, Song Chaoyu is a woman, washed in the rain, has not slept well, and has been in a state of high tension for the past few days, it is lucky that her brother was sent to the emergency room.

"Did you hear what the doctor said? Don't shy away from medical treatment." Zhan Jincheng said.

Song Chaoyu pursed his lips and didn't want to speak. Looking out of the window, the weather was still gray, as if it had been cloudy and never sunny since his father left.

"I still have things to deal with. I know my own body. I want to be discharged from the hospital!" Song Zhaoyu insisted.

She doesn't want to see Zhan Jincheng now, her mother must be in the hospital now, if she is seen by her mother, how can she explain it?She didn't dare to think about all this.

"No! You must stay for treatment." Zhan Jincheng said firmly.

Thinking that Song Chaoyu didn't take his body seriously, he felt stuffy in his heart.

Song Chaoyu didn't answer Zhan Jincheng's words, but looked at Li Jin who was at the side, as if someone who was about to drown was asking for help, Li Jin looked a little unbearable.

He turned his head away and didn't speak.

Song Zhaoyu laughed at himself, this doctor must also belong to Zhan Jincheng, she actually wanted to ask Zhan Jincheng's people for help.

Song Zhaoyu didn't speak any more, his head rested on the soft pillow, the lacrimal glands were so developed for some reason, tears soaked a piece of pillow, Zhan Jincheng saw the traces of dampness on the pillow.

"Is it because the Tang family didn't handle your father's affairs well?" Zhan Jincheng asked.

Song Chaoyu raised her eyes to look at Zhan Jincheng, she looked away again, she didn't speak, and she didn't want to talk about these things with Zhan Jincheng.

Speaking of her father's death from anger, she felt like she was tearing open her own wound, not only that, but talking to Zhan Jincheng was more like sprinkling salt on the wound, the pain was unbearable.

Zhan Jincheng wanted to say something else, but Song Chaoyu didn't even want to give him a simple look.

It was the first time Zhan Jincheng felt what it was like to be powerless. It was clear that the relationship between the two was just a contract in the past, but I don't know why it has become like this now.

He felt out of control, he had always held the initiative in his own hands, and he didn't know when the balance would actually tilt towards Song Chaoyu.

Zhan Jincheng didn't know what else to say to draw Song Chaoyu's attention, he thought about it for a long time, and wanted to talk to Song Chaoyu, but the door was opened, and the movement was not small.

Several people looked towards the door. Tang Man was wearing a long skirt. The weather has been a little cold recently. She was wearing a coat, her curly hair like seaweed was scattered on her back, and she was carrying a valuable bag in her hand.

With exquisite makeup on her face, she walked in front of several people, forming a stark contrast with the pale Song Chaoyu.

Tang Man put her white hand on Zhan Jincheng's shoulder, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Huh! Ah Cheng, didn't you promise to accompany me to try on the wedding dress? Why are you here?"

Tang Man's voice sounded slightly coquettish, and she spoke very softly, and she could not see the eldest lady's temper at all.

Song Chaoyu glanced at Zhan Jincheng.

What the hell is Zhan Jincheng doing?Tang Man is now his real girlfriend, the kind who is about to get engaged, and who promises to try on the wedding dress and come here to pretend to take care of her?

Song Zhaoyu only felt a chill, she didn't know what Zhan Jincheng was going to do.

Her eyes met Tang Man's. Tang Man treated Zhan Jincheng with tenderness, but Song Chaoyu's eyes were not so gentle.

His eyes were full of viciousness. If his eyes could kill a person, Song Chaoyu would be hacked into pieces by now, and no one would be left with a whole body.

"Ah Cheng, we are going to get married, we should not have any relationship with such a woman in the future." Tang Man persuaded softly.

In front of Zhan Jincheng, she was a considerate little woman with an extremely gentle attitude, without any aggressive feeling at all.

(End of this chapter)