"It's okay. I admit it."

Cheng Ke's hands gently patted her back, and there was a slight tenderness in his magnetic voice.

Wen Yanchu didn't say anything, but Cheng Ke felt like he could hear the sound of liquid pouring out of her eyes. He gently raised his hand to touch her face, and there were warm tears in his hand.

"Why are you crying? What's the point of being sad for such a person?" Cheng Ke's voice was still low and soft. Yan Chu sniffed and raised his eyes, looking at him so closely.

There was a bag of snot in her nose, and her breathing was sparse, which sounded uncomfortable. She shook her head, "I'm not sad because of Gu Yang..."

After saying this, there was another snoring sound, and there was a nasal sound in the voice. He just said in a low voice, "I'm just a little touched."

She was indeed moved because of Cheng Ke's words and because of Cheng Ke's kindness. Moreover, she had no intention of concealing her feelings.

Cheng Ke smiled softly, his eyebrows curved, and his eyes fell on her face. He seemed to feel better because of her words. He stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, and then let go of her.

He turned around and took out a tissue from the side, then pinched her nose directly.

"I'm a good girl. Do you feel uncomfortable when you talk so loudly? Blow your nose quickly." There was a smile in Cheng Ke's voice, but the content of his words made Yan Chu feel a little embarrassed and he quickly took the tissue.

, and blew his nose clean.

"Cheng Ke, is it really impossible not to be hospitalized? It's fine for me to be raised at home. I can take care of myself." Yanchu still wanted to struggle. She really didn't want to be hospitalized. She had never been sick since she was a child.

, she doesn’t have a good impression of the hospital.

Cheng Ke just glanced at her, and then said very decisively, "There's no need to talk about it. You must listen to me on this. From now on, I will make the final decision on our family's affairs."

Wen Yanchu was a little speechless for a moment. The word 'our family' in his words gave her a full sense of belonging. She blinked her eyes and just muttered in a low voice, "How old are you?"

It’s something…”

Cheng Ke still glanced at her sideways, "The environment in the VIP ward is similar to that at home. You won't have any discomfort. Don't be nagging, I have the final say."

Wen Yanchu's eyes widened, Hey! This guy...

But even as the words came to his lips, it seemed that he couldn't resist his strength, and finally slumped like a defeated rooster.

Ou Weisheng knocked on the door and walked in. The expression on his face was still neither sad nor happy. Yan Chu looked at his face and thought... Jiahe is really awesome. Thinking of the special assistant Shao Qing last time, seeing him again

The expression on this man's face is exactly the same!

It's simply incredible. It feels like an office machine produced in a factory. Not only the expressions but also the tone of voice are very similar.

"Mr. Cheng, my wife's admission procedures have been completed. The ward is in the VIP ward, and the nursing staff will send my wife there."

Behind Ou Weisheng stood two female caregivers in green uniforms, pushing a gurney and waiting at the door.

The two nurses also knew that the patient here was of high status, so they could only stand at the door without taking any action without permission.

Cheng Ke nodded and they walked in. The gurney was pushed next to the hospital bed. The nurses propped up the infusion stand on the gurney and were about to reach out to help Wen Yanchu over.

The tall man standing beside the bed had already bent down, reached out and gently picked her up.

It was impossible for the bruises all over his body not to hurt, but Cheng Ke had been very careful with his movements, so Yan Chu just frowned slightly, subconsciously put his arms around his neck, and he gently put him on the wheel.

bed.

Seeing Wen Yanchu's slight frown, he frowned and glanced at the bed in the observation room with displeasure.

What a crappy ward...the bed doesn't have rollers and the bed has to be replaced.

This was the thought that came to Cheng Ke's mind. The nurse pushed the gurney towards the VIP ward. They walked in front, and Cheng Ke followed behind.

Ou Weisheng walked beside him respectfully, "Mr. Cheng, how do you plan to deal with the perpetrator's matter?"

"When will the confession be delivered? Shaohua has already passed, right?" Cheng Ke whispered, and Ou Weisheng responded, "Lawyer Shao has passed. The confession should be available today. You plan to hand it over to the police station.

Or is it private?"

If you leave it to the police station, it will be a hit-and-run, and if the victim's injuries are not serious, it won't be a big deal.

But if it's private, it's different. Everyone knows this.

After Cheng Ke heard this, his eyes only flickered slightly and he said, "Of course it's private."

Ou Weisheng nodded to express his understanding. Cheng Ke's next words had already been spoken, "The Gu family and I now have a score to settle."

…

When he arrived at the VIP ward, Yan Chu truly felt what Cheng Ke meant when he said that the VIP ward environment was similar to home.

It is indeed similar. This ward feels much more upscale than my own home. The decoration is very nice, the hospital bed is very spacious, and the furniture is all available. The ward also has a small kitchen and bathroom, and there is also a room for accompanying the bed.

.

The area was probably no smaller than her rented house in Jingyuan. In this kind of environment, it was not difficult for Wen Yanchu to imagine how much a day's rent would cost, maybe... it would be comparable to her own monthly rent.

After changing the hospital bed, Yanchu stopped moving. She was really tired.

"If you're tired, sleep for a while. I'll watch over you." Cheng Ke sat on the single sofa beside the bed, stretched out his hand to gently touch her fingers, and pulled the quilt up for her, "Be obedient and sleep quickly.

"

Yanchu didn't want to talk anymore, he was really tired, his eyelids fluttered and he soon fell into sleep.

After watching her sleep, Cheng Ke took out his laptop, pulled out various files and started working. The ward was so quiet that he could only hear her gentle breathing and his occasional typing on the keyboard.

…

When the phone rang, Gu Yang was drinking tea. He had just met with people from the Mo family of Mingyuan Group and talked about the marriage. Before he could take a break when he got home, his phone vibrated.

The number above was an unfamiliar landline number in the city. Gu Yang frowned, and when he answered the call, his tone was a little unhappy, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Gu Yang?" The voice on the other end was businesslike.

Gu Yang frowned and made a um syllable through his nose, "What's the matter? Who are you?"

The person on the other end said, "Hello, I'm from the Eastern District Bureau here. Here's the thing. A black Mercedes-Benz sedan with license plate c0777 in your name is suspected of hit-and-run. The perpetrator has surrendered. As the owner of the car, please come to
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