Chapter 1532: The Waves Behind the Yangtze River Push the Waves Ahead

Jian Yixin kept watch by her son's bed for a day and a night. Her husband said with concern, "Go back. Even a person made of iron couldn't handle watching like this."

"Besides, aren't there bodyguards? What are you worried about?"

Jian Yixin was also frank: "I'm worried about you. I'm afraid you'll let him go."

"That's easy to solve. Take me with you."

That was a good idea.

So Jian Yixin took her husband away. She felt that as long as her husband went back with her, her son definitely wouldn't be able to run away, but she had overlooked one thing.

About ten minutes after the two left the Hospital Ward, a doctor wearing a white coat, a mask, and a cap pushed a cart over.

"What are you here for?" the bodyguard questioned.

This person said, "The Chairman gave instructions to give the Eldest Young Master a nutritional IV drip; he hasn't eaten all day."

"Wait a moment, let me ask." The bodyguard was very cautious and called Jian Yixin to verify.

But the Chairman's phone was off, so he called Sheng Zerong and only let him in after getting a definite answer.

This person walked into the Hospital Ward, closed the door, and whispered in Moli's ear, "It's me."

Moli jumped up immediately, pleasantly surprised but slightly complaining: "Why did you only just come?"

"How can you say that? If I'd come earlier, would I have been able to get in?"

"Hehe, that's true."

"Alright, stop with the nonsense, hurry up and change clothes."

"What will you do after I leave?"

"Are you mentally challenged? Once you're gone, why would they keep me? What's the use? As for what I'll do, I'm obviously going back to school."

Seeing that Zichen had misunderstood his meaning, Moli explained further: "That's not what I meant. I didn't mean they would keep you; you'll be blamed and they'll take their anger out on you. I've implicated you after all..."

"Stop being such a nag. If people outside find out, you won't be able to leave. Be quick, change your clothes."

Moli and Zichen swapped clothes and walked out swaggeringly.

In truth, he was terrified inside, forcing himself to look as natural as possible.

It was already the middle of the night, and the bodyguards were exhausted and sleepy after a day of work. Although they glanced at him, they didn't think much of it; after all, they had just confirmed it over the phone, so who would suspect a problem?

Moli left the hospital and immediately hailed a taxi to return to school.

Zichen wore the hospital gown, lay on the hospital bed, and had a wonderful sleep, even snoring.

Dawn broke.

The caregiver delivered breakfast and discovered the inner door was locked from the inside. A note was stuck to the door: Leave the food at the door, don't bother me if there's nothing important, annoying!

So the caregiver placed the food at the door and knocked quietly: "Young Master, breakfast is here."

"Got it, go away. Don't come over unless you're delivering food." The voice was Moli's voice, but it was a recording being played.

Zichen was impersonating Moli in the Hospital Ward, studying and reading without delay, but whenever there was movement outside, he would throw things!

Everyone knew the Young Master had a bad temper and didn't dare to provoke him. Anyway, as long as the person was still there, it was fine. As long as the Young Master hadn't run away, what did throwing things matter?

A small matter.

Noon.

Jian Yixin only just woke up from her sleep.

"Heavens, how did I sleep until this time?"

She hurriedly finished washing up and, without even eating, prepared to go to the hospital.

Sheng Zerong said, "Aren't you having a meeting today? That meeting this afternoon is very important; you have to go."

"Yes, I do have to have the meeting, but whether this meeting is held or not isn't that important. My son is more important."

"A shareholders' meeting isn't important? You really have put your son in first place, but your son isn't other people's son. If you do this, the shareholders will have opinions."

Jian Yixin asked her husband: "How about you attend this shareholders' meeting on my behalf?"

Sheng Zerong said, "I might agree, but the shareholders wouldn't. This is a major matter; you should go to the meeting. The son is fine, isn't he? There are still bodyguards watching at the hospital, you don't need to worry."

"If you can't let it go, I can go to the hospital to see our son for you. I'll give him a good talking-to."

Jian Yixin was uneasy: "I'm afraid you'll let the child go."

Sheng Zerong: "Rest assured, even if I had the heart, I wouldn't have the guts. If there's a problem, the bodyguards will tell you. What are you worried about?"

Her husband made sense.

So Jian Yixin went to work, and Sheng Zerong ate slowly at home and watched the news for a while.

Not until his wife called a third time to urge him did he finally leave home, preparing to go to the hospital.

Sheng Zerong was driving when he saw a car stopped on the side of the road, the driver rushing to a nearby convenience store to buy something.

He muttered to himself: "Sorry, buddy. I'll pay for your car repairs, insurance, and lost wages—double compensation—but you need to do me a favor right now..."

"Bang!"

A rear-end collision.

Sheng Zerong called his wife, but she was in a meeting, and her phone wasn't with her.

The Secretary answered.

The Secretary asked: "Are you in a hurry? Do you need me to interrupt the meeting?"

Sheng Zerong said: "No rush. You can tell Yixin after she finishes the meeting; that will be fine. Just tell her I'm at the traffic police detachment handling an issue right now, I had a car accident, and I'll go to the hospital after I'm done."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Very well, Chairman Sheng."

Hanging up the phone, Sheng Zerong revealed a knowing smile.

Today's meeting was indeed very important, and it was quite long as well.

Jian Yixin had just walked out of the conference room when the Secretary told her, "Your husband called this afternoon, saying he was in a rear-end collision and is at the traffic police station."

"Why didn't you tell me about something like this?"

The Secretary felt very aggrieved: "It was your husband who said not to disturb you, and that I should just tell you after you finished your meeting."

"I see you're getting smarter and smarter, to the point where you can't even distinguish what is important and what is not."

Jian Yixin was very angry, and even more anxious.

She immediately called her husband, and the first thing she asked was, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just a bit of scraped skin, I'm getting bandaged at the hospital. I'll go home once I'm done, you go see our son first."

Jian Yixin asked, "Which hospital are you at? I'm coming over right away."

It seems that between herself and their son, at a critical moment, she is still the more important one.

Sheng Zerong felt very warm inside, and also a little guilty.

But guilt is guilt, he still had to continue the act.

"Jiangzhou First Hospital."

The First Hospital is very far from the Jian Family Hospital, and even further from Jian Yixin's company; it takes over an hour to drive there.

"Drive slowly, and pay attention to safety on the road."

"I know."

Jian Yixin was already halfway there when she received another call from her husband: "Yixin, where are you?"

"Halfway there."

"Oh, then don't come to the hospital, come to the traffic police station instead, and bring my ID card to me while you're at it."

"What were you doing earlier? You didn't bring your ID card, have the bodyguards bring it to you."

"They don't know where I keep my ID card, you go back and get it, it's in the Study, I need it urgently."

Jian Yixin had no choice but to go home to get it, but she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked.

She had to call her husband to ask.

"It's not there? Look carefully, how could it not be there? I remember I put it in the leftmost drawer in the Study."

Jian Yixin stated firmly, "It's not there, I've already searched three times."