Before Su Jinning could react, the nurse spoke first: "Hello, are you Mr. Su?"
Su Jinning was taken aback. Wait a minute, even if her family was indeed a little wealthy, surely they knew every nurse at the hospital? What, were they going to give her a free meal?
He nodded, still looking confused.
As soon as the nurse realized she hadn't mistaken him for someone else, she quickly bowed slightly with great respect and said, "It's like this, all of your husband Mr. Shen's hospital expenses have been paid by a Mr. Zheng, and he has selected a VIP ward on the fifth floor for you, room number 303. Here is the key, please take it."
The nurse's swift and decisive actions nearly scared Su Jinning into the operating room. He stood there, stunned, his face twitching slightly. "You, you mean Zheng..." He swallowed the word "Fan" that was about to come out. He continued incredulously, "Mr. Zheng?"
"Uh, yes, Mr. Su." The nurse didn't understand why Su Jinning was confused, but she still answered the question politely.
Su Jinning sighed, feeling increasingly confused by this police "uncle." This was clearly just a brawl that didn't even qualify as a criminal case, so why was he going to all this trouble to help them?
He turned around, sighed, and asked, "Did he leave his contact information?" Anyway, I still have to thank him.
“No, sir. He… I need to tell you…” The nurse hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing instantly. It seemed she found it difficult to say.
"What?" Su Jinning asked curiously.
The nurse paused for a moment, then leaned close to his ear with a reckless expression: "Mr. Zheng told me to tell you, if you... if you don't make him cry, I'll look down on you."
“…” Su Jinning.
He stood there dumbfounded, watching the nurse flee in panic.
This is ridiculous! They even made the nurse speak in the first person?!
He closed his eyes.
I have no other thoughts, I just really want to call the demolition company and have someone tear down their police station.
——
He had stayed in the VIP room of this hospital twice, but it was a long time ago, and he couldn't remember the general layout.
He opened the door, and a warm breeze wafted in. It seemed quite nice. The single room, over sixty square meters, had a private bathroom and plenty of space, and was much cleaner than the other rooms. The bed was large, and the blankets were all made of goose down.
There was a TV and WiFi directly in front of the hospital bed, and two sets of clean hospital gowns were placed in the cabinet. There were two pots of roses by the French windows, blooming beautifully, and their fragrance could be smelled when a breeze blew by.
Su Jinning looked around at the environment and nodded in satisfaction, thinking that Shen Moyu would probably like it.
Su Jinning gently closed the door, and the ward suddenly fell silent. He walked to the stool by the bed and sat down, carefully looking at Shen Moyu on the plain white sheets. He was still asleep, his even breathing very real. His cheeks were rosy from sleep, making him look rather cute.
Su Jinning smiled and tiptoed to take his right hand, which was resting on his abdomen.
Those hands were slender, just like their owner's. They were fair and long, and felt smoother than mine. The knuckles were also clearly defined; if you gripped them tightly, they might even feel a little rough.
However, Su Jinning likes it.
He gently brushed aside the stray hairs stuck to Shen Moyu's forehead, and smiled as he pressed his cheek against Shen Moyu's hand.
Shen Moyu is handsome when he's quiet, but he prefers him when he's smiling.
Su Jinning turned her head and gently kissed Shen Moyu's fingertips, then kissed the back of his hand.
His delicate, elegant kisses were like waking a sleeping prince.
After a long two hours, Shen Moyu finally opened her eyes.
He hadn't figured out what was going on, so he could only roll his eyes and look around in confusion.
"You're awake?" Su Jinning was a little excited, but afraid that her voice would frighten him, she tried to keep her voice down.
Shen Moyu swallowed hard and nodded groggily.
Su Jinning smiled happily and quickly bent down to ask, "How are you? Does anything feel uncomfortable? Does it still hurt? Do you need anything?"
His flustered and clumsy question amused Shen Moyu. She couldn't help but want to call him an idiot. Still feeling sleepy, he simply closed his eyes slightly and said, "I'm thirsty."
Upon hearing the answer, Su Jinning quickly jumped up to pour him water. She looked as busy as a newly hired nanny.
The water in the VIP ward was already boiled, and Su Jinning frantically operated the automatic water heater, afraid that Shen Moyu would be thirsty for even a second longer. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the water gushing out.
Su Jinning gently blew on the hot water to cool it down a bit. He then took a straw, put it in the cup, and handed it over.
"I want to sit up," Shen Moyu pleaded in a childish voice, blinking her still-drowsy eyes at him, leaving Su Jinning somewhat at a loss.
“No way.” Su Jinning refused resolutely: “Your incision is on your waist, and you won’t be able to sit up for another two days.”
Upon hearing this, Shen Moyu dared not complain. She pursed her lips with a wronged expression and reluctantly accepted the water glass.
Su Jinning felt a pang of heartache. She reached out and touched his hair, speaking softly as if coaxing a child, "Shall I feed you?"
Shen Moyu glanced at him, then at the water glass in her hand, but she was too lazy to move anyway. He nodded and obediently tilted his head.
After drinking a glass of warm water, Shen Moyu felt energized. He smiled contentedly at Su Jinning, revealing a touch of childlike innocence.
Su Jinning smiled and placed the water glass on the bedside table. She then turned around and tucked the blanket around him, afraid that he would catch a cold.
"I'm not cold..." Shen Moyu frowned and pushed his hand away, as if complaining that Su Jinning was covering himself up.
Su Jinning sighed helplessly, tucked the blanket back in, and said solemnly, "No, you're very fragile right now and very prone to catching a cold. Cover yourself up properly."
"..." Shen Moyu resignedly lowered her eyes, not wanting to pay attention to him.
It was seven o'clock, and it wasn't dark yet. The setting sun hid behind the distant high-rise buildings, veiled by a layer of clouds like a light gauze, beautifully sculpted on the horizon.
Shen Moyu loved looking at the scenery, and now she was looking through the floor-to-ceiling window at the setting sun behind the distant building.
"I just called Auntie and told her you're staying at my house tonight," Su Jinning said as she put away her phone and walked in, looking at Shen Moyu, who was staring blankly out the window from the hospital bed.
Shen Moyu was stunned for a moment, then asked helplessly, "Then, what should I do if I still need to be hospitalized?"
He didn't want Xia Wei to know about this absurd thing; he was afraid his mother would worry, and he was also afraid she would be disappointed in him.
Su Jinning was also stumped by the question, scratching the back of her head, clearly at a loss for what to do.
After a moment, he said, as if giving in, "How about... we tell the truth?"
"No!" In her anxiety, Shen Moyu's body trembled violently, aggravating the incision and turning her rosy face deathly pale with pain.
"Ah, I won't say, I won't say!" Su Jinning quickly stepped over to comfort Shen Moyu.
He sat down, thought seriously for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands, his eyes lighting up: "Hey! I remember now, in the third year of junior high, I secretly went to Beijing with Chen Hang and Song Wenmiao. We went for more than half a month, and I told them that I had been selected to participate in a math competition and that I had to go to a training class for half a month. That's how I got away with it!" He smiled, and even his two little tiger teeth revealed his sincerity.
Shen Moyu looked at Su Jinning's expectant expression with a speechless expression, and rolled her eyes at him: "Shut up."