strictlysupreme Chapter 61 Two people visit the sick, a chill runs down their spine.
Chapter 61 Two people visit the sick, a chill runs down their spine.
Generally speaking, this is a compliment to Ning Yao. Her human skin mask was made based on big data analysis of Asian facial features. It was compared with several ordinary and unremarkable facial feature models, which can achieve a certain degree of being overlooked.
Ning Yao didn't have much of an opinion about the nurses' chatter, except for their praise of Wen Tingye, which she disagreed with.
She glanced at Wen Tingye standing to the side, who was calmly watching the doctors perform a physical examination on her, as if the shameless scoundrel from earlier had nothing to do with him.
After a thorough examination, Hu Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wen Tingye, "Miss Ning is fine, so you can relax."
"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that you, known in the martial arts world as the Iron Monk, would one day fall for a beautiful woman." Hu Mingyu then teased Wen Tingye a few more times, his sly smile making him look incredibly irritating.
Iron Monk?
This nickname seems a bit out of place on Wen Tingye, doesn't it?
Ning Yao listened to Hu Mingyu's words and chuckled, but accidentally aggravated her wound. She frowned, her expression shifting between laughter and discomfort, as strange as could be.
"The Wen Group's medical sites in Africa have always been short-staffed. Since you, as the director, have nothing to do, I wonder if you would be interested in spending a few years in Africa and contributing to the team?" Wen Tingye said calmly, his expression serious, without the slightest hint of joking.
Hu Mingyu has been extremely busy lately. Whenever Wen Tingye calls, he has to rush over to check on his little lover's health. Now, he's being exiled to the frontier just for teasing Wen Tingye a couple of times. This cunning man has no humanity whatsoever!
Hu Mingyu knew that Wen Tingye was not someone to be trifled with, so he only needed to say a few words to him to vent his anger. He knew the importance of knowing when to stop.
After giving Ning Yao a few instructions, Hu Mingyu led his doctors and nurses out of the ward.
Lian Qiran and Yang Dongcha met at the elevator entrance and started arguing back and forth, bumping right into Hu Mingyu who was walking towards them.
"Your brother is no good either. How many times has he harmed my best friend? Is he a plague god reincarnated? Does he always bring misfortune to my best friend the moment he appears? A car going out of control is something that happens only once in a thousand or eight hundred years, and yet my best friend was caught in it. It's outrageous!" Yang Dongcha was really angry when she thought about the series of unpleasant things Ning Yao had recently encountered.
"What does this have to do with Tingye? He arranged the most luxurious VIP ward for your best friend. She stayed in the hospital for a few days, and he stayed with her for the same few days. Don't you have any conscience?" Lian Qiran frowned in displeasure. This was the first time he had encountered such an unreasonable woman who immediately launched into a tirade of accusations without distinguishing right from wrong.
"What, you think you're in the right to harm people?"
"It wasn't Tingye who arranged for the car to be crashed; the victim was his mother. What do you mean by 'harming someone'? Explain yourself clearly!"
Yang Dongcha and Lian Qiran walked into the ward, cursing all the way. Before they even entered the room, Ning Yao and Wen Tingye had already heard the commotion. They exchanged a glance and understood what was going on.
Yang Dongcha entered the ward before Lian Qiran. When she saw Ning Yao sitting on the bed, she noticed that Ning Yao's face was still pale. Her heart ached, and she rushed over to comfort her, "Yao Yao, are you alright? You were hospitalized, such a big thing, and you didn't tell me?"
"Why are you here?" Ning Yao shook her head to indicate that she was fine. She was quite curious as to how Yang Dongcha had gotten wind of her hospitalization, since neither Chen Ma nor Chen Xuezong knew about it.
"I only found out you were hospitalized from Lian Qiran," Yang Dongcha said, glancing at Lian Qiran.
Even Qi Ran glared back at her without any politeness. Both of them snorted coldly and turned their heads away, neither willing to pay attention to the other.
"How did you end up talking to Lian Qiran?" Ning Yao had never heard Yang Dongcha mention any connection between her and Lian Qiran. At least before she was admitted to the hospital, Yang Dongcha and Lian Qiran were like two parallel lines that never intersected.
"It's a long story, all business-related troubles. You don't need to worry about it. Just focus on recovering from your injury."
Yang Dongcha sat down on the edge of the bed, her concern evident on her face. A moment later, she got up and poured Ning Yao a glass of warm water.
Ning Yao took the warm water, took a small sip, and then looked up at Yang Dongcha.
"Now that you're here, could you please tell Aunt Chen the hospital address for me?"
Wen Tingye is such a cunning man; he might find another opportunity to flirt with her. She needs to break free from his clutches as soon as possible.
“You don’t need to tell me. I already notified Chen Ma and Xue Zong before I came. They should be on their way,” Yang Dongcha replied.
Hearing Yang Dongcha's words, Ning Yao turned her gaze to Wen Tingye with a hint of smugness. Her bright, dark eyes seemed to say: So what if you don't give me a phone? I have my best friend!
Yang Dongcha felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were being stared at by some wild beast. She suddenly hugged her arms and shivered, turning her head sharply to look suspiciously at Wen Tingye and Lian Qiran. However, neither of them was looking at her; they were chatting face to face.
Was it just her imagination?
I clearly felt a chilling killing intent just now, how strange.
Yang Dongcha escaped a disaster, but Lian Qiran wished he could bury his head in the ground and silently become an inconspicuous male quail.
The way Wen Tingye was looking at him was terrifying. He hadn't intentionally leaked the information to Yang Dongcha...
He didn't know at the time that Yang Dongcha was their company's business partner. Coincidentally, she came to the company and overheard his conversation with his friend.
These are all coincidences, absolutely not intentional!
Forget it, Wen Tingye has always been self-centered and is simply a tyrant who is blinded by lust and will not listen to any explanations, so he is sentenced to death!
Lian Qiran knew that he was going to have a rough time soon, so he wore a long face and couldn't muster any energy.
Ning Yao needed to rest, while Yang Dongcha and Lian Qiran were arguing back and forth, making everyone's head ache.
Seeing that Ning Yao's face was slowly losing color, clearly affected by the noisy environment, Wen Tingye turned around and said coldly to Lian Qiran, "Take her away the way you brought her."
The person in question was Yang Dongcha. Lian Qiran understood and grabbed Yang Dongcha's arm, leading her out of the ward.
"Why are you pulling me?" Yang Dongcha asked angrily, glaring at Lian Qiran.
“Let your best friend rest properly. She’s a patient. How can she rest if we’re making a racket in the ward?” Lian Qiran released Yang Dongcha, looking disgusted.
Can't she see how sour Wen Tingye's face is?