The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

After the two finished their conversation, Zhou Yian asked Li Li to go back to the dormitory to rest. She had been worried about his affairs these past few days, and Zhou Yian felt bad about it.

The next morning.

Zhou Yian sat beside the hospital bed, looking at his mother Zhou lying on the bed. He thought of the past days and felt sad. How happy he was in the past was how sad he was now.

The warm and happy days are gone forever. If mom hadn’t had the accident, if she hadn’t gone to Xu’s, would they still be happy now?

Zhou Yian was immersed in her own world, worrying alone, when the chaotic sounds of footsteps and voices outside the ward interrupted her thoughts.

"Look, it's right here, push the person over here..."

"Hey, be careful, don't move so much."

As the sound of talking came out from the door, a group of people filed out, and the originally quiet ward suddenly became noisy.

A man walked in front and called on several medical staff behind him to push a bed into the ward. Behind the bed followed several men and women, who should be the patient's family members.

The ward, which originally had only two people in it, suddenly became lively.

When the medical staff came in, they transferred the patient on the bed to the bed in the ward.

"I really don't understand. Brother Gao is being treated well in the hospital over there, so why did sister-in-law suddenly say she wanted to transfer to another hospital? It's really troublesome..."

"Stop talking. You've been saying this all the time. My sister-in-law must have her reasons for doing this." The woman on the side interrupted him, not wanting to hear him continue nagging.

"That's right. It was cured over there, but they had to mess it up. I have to run up and down to do this and that. It's so annoying."

The man kept complaining and it seemed that he had a lot of objections to the transfer to another hospital.

Zhou Yian had no intention of watching the fun, but the man's voice sounded familiar to her, so she raised her head and looked at the man carefully.

This sight scared her. Wasn’t that man Boss Gao’s caregiver? And wasn’t that person lying on the hospital bed Boss Gao?

Although she was wearing a mask and a hat yesterday, she quickly turned her face away, fearing that the other party would recognize her.

The other party didn't seem to notice Zhou Yian. After settling the patient, they left one after another, leaving only a man and a woman in the ward to take care of him.

Zhou Yian's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect to meet Boss Gao here. Since this incident, Gao Jing avoided any contact between her and Boss Gao's family, fearing unnecessary trouble. So she was the one who negotiated with him.

But now Boss Gao suddenly appeared in the same ward, which made her feel very uneasy.

She quickly lowered her head and pretended to be interested in the content on the phone screen to hide her panic. At the same time, she secretly prayed that Boss Gao's escort would not notice her. Fortunately, the other party did not seem to recognize her.

The ward gradually became quiet, with only the slight breathing of Boss Gao and the whispered conversation of the accompanying staff. Zhou Yian tried to keep her breathing steady and not pay attention to what was happening in the ward. She told herself that this was just a coincidence, and she would ask to change the ward tomorrow to avoid meeting Boss Gao in close proximity again.

However, Boss Gao's existence was like a time bomb, and she didn't know when it would explode. She couldn't calm down. She recalled Boss Gao's ugly face that night, and those complicated emotions were like a huge rock pressing on her heart.

She didn't know how to face all this and could only pray silently that this encounter would not cause even greater waves.

In the afternoon, a middle-aged woman with gorgeous and fashionable clothes came into the room.

When she entered the room, Zhou Yian was carrying the lunch box with Zhou's mother's leftovers and preparing to go out. When the two passed each other, the woman saw the lunch box with leftovers in her hand, covered her nose in disgust, quickened her pace, and her eyes showed unconcealed contempt.

"Hey, sister-in-law, why are you here?" The man who had been complaining in the morning smiled flatteringly when he saw the middle-aged woman coming.

"How is your brother? Did the doctor say anything?" The woman ignored the man's flattery, walked to the bedside, looked at the person lying on the bed, then looked up and looked around.

"The doctor said he has passed the critical period, but we don't know how long it will take for him to wake up."

The woman nodded, covered her nose and asked nonchalantly: "Are there no single wards here? How did you get here? It's full of smoke and all kinds of weird smells."

"Oh, sister-in-law, I had to beg for help to get this bed. There are too many patients in the hospital recently, and many of them are lying in the corridors."

"Well, then remember to tell the doctor to use the best drugs for all treatments. Don't let that woman get away with it. You'll have to make her bleed."

When she said this, Zhou Yian just came in from outside. She tried hard to control her emotions so as not to let the other party notice that something was wrong with her.

Fortunately, the woman did not stay for too long. After a while, she asked the caregiver to take good care of her husband and call her if anything happened. Then she left.

After seeing this scene, Zhou Yian felt even more uneasy. If that woman knew that she was the one who beat her husband, she would definitely not let her go easily. It would not matter if she was alone, but Mother Zhou could not stand any more trouble.

After thinking it over again and again, she ran to the attending physician to ask if she could change the ward. However, the doctor told her that the hospital beds were very tight and if she did not sleep in the ward, she could only move to the corridor.

When Zhou Yian thought about the constant noise and the constant coming and going of people in the corridor 24 hours a day, he decided that this environment would not only be detrimental to Zhou's mother's recovery, but he wouldn't even be able to spread out a folding bed to accompany her. So he gave up the idea of ​​changing wards.

"Did your family also suffer from brain damage?" The man started talking to Zhou Yian as soon as she returned to the ward and sat down.

"Yes, I fell and hit my head."

"Tsk, it looks quite serious. Has he become a semi-vegetative state?" The man came closer to take a look at Mother Zhou, frowning and looking regretful.

"It's not that serious, it's just hemiplegia." Zhou Yian had something hidden in his mind and didn't want to talk to him, but he couldn't stand his constant questioning.

"That's almost the same. It's worse than being in a vegetative state. I can't live without someone by my side..."

"Okay, you're a grown man, why are you so talkative? We just need to keep an eye on Brother Gao. Why are you asking so many questions? Are you investigating the household registration?" The woman on the side saw that the man kept asking questions and couldn't help but stop him.

"Oh, I'm just bored and want to chat. Oh, no, no, no, you're always bothering me."

She looked at Zhou Yian again, and said with an apologetic smile: "Little sister, I'm sorry, my man is just a chatterbox and he doesn't know how to talk, he doesn't mean any harm, don't take it to heart."

Zhou Yian looked back and nodded slightly, but did not continue talking. He sat quietly, staring at the phone number without a name on it, wondering what he was thinking.