Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

"It seems that this time I'm being forced to go back to Wen's house to investigate." Wen Ruosheng stared straight ahead.

Seeing that Wen Ruosheng's waist was still oozing blood, Qiu Wen asked worriedly, "I think, should you treat your wound? Have you had anti-inflammatory injections?"

Because of these things at hand, Wen Ruosheng even forgot that she was still injured.

If it is not handled properly this time, sequelae may be left.

At that time, let alone confronting the Wen family, if there are any bad consequences, even your life will be lost.

"In my opinion, you don't have to do this. You know, you have capital in your hands." Qiu Wen pulled Wen Ruosheng into the room, took out a professional medicine box, and picked it up. Wen Ruosheng's clothes.

Wen Ruosheng wanted to refuse, but was pulled over by Qiu Wen: "Don't forget your mission, your life is gone, and you still want to fight for property?"

As soon as the words finished, Wen Ruosheng didn't say anything, just sat there quietly, letting Qiuwen wipe her wounds.

"The wound festers seriously, and anti-inflammatory injections are still needed. Don't underestimate these, it may kill you." Qiu Wen said seriously.

Judging from this posture, it looks like that.

"I can't tell, you know everything." Wen Ruosheng said with a smile.

"It's a good thing you can still laugh, you are a woman, with so many scars, which man would like you?" Qiu Wen rolled her eyes at Wen Ruosheng.

Wen Ruosheng smiled awkwardly: "Anyway, it's already like this, and the worst is nothing more than this."

"However, I'm a little curious. With so much capital in your hands, you won't become so passive if you just buy a little bit of Wen's Group shares. Why do you need to find a dead end here?" Qiu Wen asked.

Speaking of the capital in his hand, Wen Ruosheng took an extra chance to check the bank card in his hand, and there were more than ten balances in it.

This is wealth that many people cannot possess, but as Gong Peng said, he gave himself the money, and if he wants to get it, he has to pay more.

What's more, what Wen Ruosheng is fighting for now is what originally belonged to her.

When discussing the marriage with the Cheng family back then, 20.00% of the shares had been assigned to Wen Ruosheng's name, but because of that accident, she completely lost everything she originally owned, including the assets in her hands.

"That's different. What I want to get now are those that belonged to me. Will you just watch things being taken away by others?" Wen Ruosheng asked.

Qiu Wen thought for a while: "That's true, but I'm not very clear about your business matters. It's just that your future life should not be easy."

Wen Ruosheng's expression was a little dignified: "That's right, but I won't give up easily. Since I have to go back to find things, I'll just live in Wen's house. No matter what they think, I will get the will and the previous share transfer agreement."

Seeing Wen Ruosheng's firm expression, Qiu Wen couldn't say anything: "Since you have already made up your mind, I won't stop you, but you have to think clearly, this matter is not that simple."

"Of course, it can be regarded as entering and exiting the tiger's den, but it's nothing. Those people will pay a heavy price for doing bad things." Wen Ruosheng said, slamming his fist on the table hard.

The cup made a crisp sound due to the sudden impact. Qiu Wen glanced at it: "You really have no strength to use."

After wiping the wound on his body, Wen Ruosheng fell into deep thought again.

Seeing Wen Ruosheng's sad face, Qiuwen asked helplessly, "What's the matter?"

"I wonder if it's convenient for you to take me in for a night?" Wen Ruosheng leaned closer and asked with a smile.

"What?" Qiu Wen was astonished.

"Yes, you heard me right, I have no place to live, can you take me in for a night?"

Anyway, I don't want to go back to the hospital now, let alone Han Jingting's villa. Before I figured out how to solve the problem, Wen Ruosheng didn't think about getting married to the Wen family, so now it's natural to live on the street.

"Don't you have a place to sleep?" Qiuwen asked helplessly.

"Well, so to speak."

Qiuwen has never seen such an upright person: "I can take you in, but only here. It is impossible to go home. I am used to living alone."

Wen Ruosheng looked around here a little disappointed, and finally agreed helplessly: "That's fine."

It would be nice to have a place to live, she couldn't ask for that much now.

"You live here?" Qiuwen pointed to the environment in front of her.

"I don't choose, as long as there is a place for me to rest, I will leave at dawn tomorrow." Wen Ruosheng said with a smile.

Qiuwen also has nothing to do with Wen Ruosheng, since she doesn't dislike this place, she doesn't force anything.

"Okay, then you can take a good rest here. Also, your wound needs anti-inflammatory injections, otherwise disinfection alone won't change anything." Qiu Wen instructed.

Wen Ruosheng nodded: "Don't worry."

After Han Jingting got off work, when the car drove into the ramp of Han's old house, he slammed on the brakes and stopped.

Having been busy with work all day, he tried not to distract himself as much as possible, but when he thought of Wen Ruosheng, he still couldn't help but think about it for a while.

This woman is really lingering, even if she is sent away, she is still worried.

Han Jingting didn't know what was the reason, so he turned the car around and drove towards the hospital.

Looking at the time, he didn't know if Wen Ruosheng had dinner, so he even bought something to eat.

When paying the money, Han Jingting felt that he had become unreasonable now, it was simply absurd.

"Sir, a total of one hundred and twelve." The waiter said politely.

Only then did Han Jingting come back to his senses, and took out two pieces of cash from his wallet: "There's no need to look for it."

After speaking, he carried his things and walked towards the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Han Jingting frowned at the scene in front of him, looking at the empty bed, his expression was a little uncomfortable.

The nurse on the side passed by, and Han Jingting hurriedly stopped her: "Where are the people here?"

"Is Wen Ruosheng right?" The nurse took out the medical record in her hand and asked corresponding to the bed number.

"Ah."

"I haven't seen anyone all day, and I haven't even had an anti-inflammatory injection." The nurse frowned as she looked at the above content.

This is the first time she has seen this kind of patient, who didn't even get an injection, what kind of hospitalization is it?

"Are you the patient's family member? She is not in a good condition. She can't run around, let alone refuse an injection. It might be dangerous." The nurse glanced at Han Jingting. Because of his good looks, she couldn't help it. I said a few more words.

"Okay, I see." Han Jingting politely agreed, causing the heart of the female nurse in front of her to thump, and she almost jumped away.

Han Jingting snorted and put the bag in his hand beside the table.