Zhuang Mingyue took two painkillers and finally fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, at midnight and three o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Mingyue broke out in thick cold sweat on his forehead, and he could hardly breathe.

The person on the bed made an uncomfortable sound. Zhan Yan put down the notebook in his hand and raised his hand to touch her forehead and cheek. "The body temperature has dropped a lot. It seems that the fever has subsided."

Wu's mother, who happened to be bringing water, walked into this scene: "Master Zhan, let me take care of you! You have to go to work tomorrow, don't be tired."

Master Zhan came over after all. She knew that although Master Zhan had no romantic feelings for Mingyue, he regarded Mingyue as his sister from the bottom of his heart. Master Zhan still treated Mingyue well.

"It's okay. Have you taken the painkillers?"

Wu's mother: "Eat. Eat at ten o'clock."

"Don't take too much of this medicine." Zhan Yan squeezed the towel on the basin dry and wiped the cold sweat on her face, "Wu Ma, go and rest! I took half a day off today."

Wu Ma looked at the people on the bed and then at the exhibition banquet, "That...that's good..."

"No..." The voice of the person on the bed was weak and hoarse, "I want Mother Wu... Mother Wu, don't leave..."

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue had been awake for a while, but she heard Zhan Yan's voice and didn't want to wake up, let alone face him.

Wu Ma quickly stepped forward and held her hand distressedly: "Okay... I won't leave, Wu Ma won't leave!"

"Master Zhan, Mingyue can't live without me. You think it's better for me to guard it."

"Okay, I'm right next door. If you need anything, call me."

"Okay, Master Zhan."

When Zhan Yan turned around, his face returned to its previous indifference, and the ward door was closed softly.

Zhuang Mingyue slowly opened her eyes and watched his figure disappear through the crack of the door. Then Zhuang Mingyue said weakly and softly: "Wu Ma, you should go and rest too! I'm fine."

"Did you wake up from pain again?" Wu Ma wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes filled with distress.

"No, I'm much better."

"Mingyue, do you really not like Master Zhan anymore?"

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the white ceiling above her head, "Yeah! If you don't like it, just teach me a lesson once is enough! Besides, Brother Zhan's heart is not in me. Forcing him will only make him more bored."

During the years when she was married to Zhan Yan, whether he was drunk at social events or when he accidentally said something in his sleep at night, everything was related to Bai Yushu.

After eight years of marriage, apart from using him as a tool to vent, Zhan Yan never had a place for her in his heart.

"So... I think it's good to be a younger sister. Besides... Dad doesn't like me being with Brother Zhan either."

"In this case, it's better to let go and make things happen for him and Sister Yushu. Now I just want to complete my studies and get into a good university. I'm not young anymore, so I can't rely on my family for everything."

Zhuang Mingyue's words made Wu Ma both surprised and emotional. It seemed that Mingyue had really grown up.

"What's the point of not relying on me? You're still young now, so there's no need to rush to grow up. In the eyes of Mother Wu, Mingyue will always be a child."

Listening to Wu Ma's words, Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes tiredly. When she completely left the banker's house, she must take Wu Ma away with her.

Outside the ward, the door lock on the door handle was slowly lowered...

The exhibition notebook was still in the ward and I forgot to take it. When I turned around, I overheard these words, and a piercing light flashed under his sinister eyes.

He took back his hand, turned around and left the door of the ward.

The shadow at the door had left, and Zhuang Mingyue briefly averted his gaze.

Zhanyan...did you hear everything?

I really, really...have decided to give up on you.

I don’t love you anymore, Zhanyan!

After enduring the pain, Zhuang Mingyue fell asleep just before dawn.

It was a dreamless night and I slept peacefully.

…

When Zhuang Haisheng returned to the Imperial Capital, the plane landed at 12 noon.

Behind him were several bodyguards in black.

Nanyuan Villa

There was a depressing atmosphere in the banker's study room.

The middle-aged man burned three or three sticks of incense, placed it on his forehead reverently, bowed three times, and then placed it on the incense burner.

"I'm sorry, adoptive father. It's because I didn't take good care of Mingyue and neglected Mingyue's situation at school."

Zhuang Mingyue was arrogant, domineering and arrogant, and had never suffered a loss. Zhan Yan had expected what was happening now.

Zhuang Haisheng finished the incense and turned around.

"How did Mingyue get injured? Have you found out everything?"

As soon as he landed, Zhuang Haisheng rushed back without even having time to change his clothes.

He is a bit bloated and looks clumsy. He wears a string of Rudraksha on his wrist and has a solemn look on his face, which is a bit coercive.

Zhuang Haisheng did a lot of underworld deeds when he was young, but his appearance was not menacing and terrifying. He could scare people at first glance. When his face was expressionless, he gave people the illusion of gentleness and kindness, and his methods were not unavoidable to anyone.

Perhaps because of too many killings in the early years, in order to alleviate his sins, Zhuang Haisheng built a Buddha statue in his study and donated a lot of money to the temple every year.

"I've found out, but the Jiang family is also investigating this matter, and...just yesterday, when I was about to let someone take action, the Jiang family had already taken a step ahead and took away the person who bullied Mingyue."

"Jiang family?" Zhuang Haisheng narrowed his eyes.

"yes."

Jiang family, besides the Jiang family in the imperial capital, which Jiang family is there!

The head of the four major aristocratic families in the Imperial City controls the commercial and economic lifeline of the Imperial City. They are truly wealthy and aristocratic, upper-class people. Compared with them, the bankers are just stepping stones under their feet.

"When did Mingyue interact with people from the Jiang family? That Jiang Ye?"

"No, it seems to be another person. Ming Yue was injured. I also suspect that Jiang Ye ordered someone to do it. Jiang Ye can't stand up for Ming Yue."

Jiang Ye was an illegitimate son brought back from abroad by the Jiang family. Before he entered the Jiang family, he did have some entanglements with the banker.

Something would happen to Mingyue, and no one else would be there except Jiang Ye.

After all, they have been allowed to settle down for too long.

Forgot, who bought all that stability? After all, Zhuang Mingyue is his daughter, Zhuang Haisheng, and anyone who dares to touch him is just slapping him in the face.

"Are you sure someone from the Jiang family is helping Mingyue?"

Zhan Yan nodded, "Yes."

Zhuang Haisheng pondered for a while and frowned: "Since someone has come forward, let's forget about it. That Jiang Ye is just a dog I once raised. He dares to be so rampant. You can ask someone to teach him a small lesson. Don't worry."

Revealing the truth."

Zhan Yan's eyes were dark and he nodded slightly, "Yes, foster father!"

"How's it going over there at Mingyue?"

"It's nothing serious for the time being."

"I brought some gifts to Singapore. You can bring them to her when the time comes. Her temper is as mine as it is. It's too strong. As an elder brother, you should be more tolerant."

"Of course I treat Mingyue like my biological sister. Everyone has a little girl's temper." Her tone was gentle, but her eyes were indifferent.

"Well, as long as you understand, you can go back first!".

Zhan Yan lowered his head and said, "Father, take a good rest."

…

The sun is very bright today, the sky is clear and cloudless, and the temperature is just right, neither too cold nor too hot.

Zhuang Mingyue ate the yam and pork ribs porridge fed by Wu's mother. It was still delicious as always. This taste made her miss it a little.

It was now the fifth day, and several wounds on her body had healed and scabbed, but they were a little itchy, and she couldn't help but want to scratch them.

"Mingyue, who is the person who just sent you flowers?"

Zhuang Mingyue turned her head and looked at the roses beside the bed, with a slight smile on her lips, "A friend sent this to me. He is a little inconvenient to go out, but he can get people to send flowers to see me. I am already very happy."

Already."

Among the nineteen roses, there is a card.

I hope you will be discharged from hospital soon. I look forward to seeing you again.

Yuki

Nineteen represents her lucky number.

"When you are discharged from the hospital, remember to invite him to your home to play. Mother Wu will cook a big table of delicious food for you!"

"I will! When I am discharged from the hospital, I will definitely go to see him."

It was originally agreed to meet, but who knew she was injured and the meeting was postponed.

Zhuang Mingyue had never met Jiang Yushu, and they usually chatted through the window or on their mobile phones.
Chapter completed!