Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 432: Moving Friendship

Chapter 432: Chapter 432: Moving Friendship

Just as he was about to write an email to Fu Han, Lao Zhou’s voice suddenly came from not far off, "Young Master, why are you here?"

He Xing turned around, his handsome face resuming its usual expressionless look. He cleared his throat and said in his calm voice, "I stepped out for some fresh air. How is Grandpa doing?"

"The old master is recovering well. The doctor said he would conduct a comprehensive checkup tomorrow, and if there’s no problem, he can be discharged." As he spoke, Lao Zhou’s smile was especially sincere. His weather-beaten, bronze face lit up with life, "Speaking of which, we can thank the old master’s strong constitution. Otherwise, how could he have recovered so quickly?"

He Xing’s expression softened a bit, his eyes like cold stars shining with a calm light, "That’s also thanks to you for taking such good care of Grandpa. You’ve really helped me out a lot."

"Young Master, you flatter me too much." Overwhelmed by emotion, Lao Zhou’s bronze face turned a shade of purple. His callused hands waved about, and his eyes squinted into slits as he laughed, "If it weren’t for the old master, I would have been dead long ago. How could I be where I am now? It’s only right that I work like an ox and horse for the He Family."

A glint of light flashed in He Xing’s eyes.

It is often said that there are as many personalities as there are people, and it couldn’t be more true.

In this world, some repay even the smallest kindness with a wellspring of gratitude. Others are insatiable, not knowing when to advance or retreat. There are those who handle things with grace, and some who only take never knowing satisfaction.

He let out a barely discernible sigh, lifting his hand to pat Lao Zhou’s shoulder, "Uncle Zhou, you’ve been working yourself to the bone for the He Family for so many years – you should’ve taken a good rest by now. But without you by Grandpa’s side, I feel uneasy. I can only continue to count on you."

"Young Master, what are you talking about? It’s my pleasure to take care of the old master." Lao Zhou’s eyes reddened, and his perpetually stooped back bent even more as if he was about to cry.

He Xing keenly noticed the emotional shift and patted Lao Zhou’s shoulder again, "Just take care of yourself. If you find someone suitable, promote them to be by Grandpa’s side. That way, you can spend more time with your grandson."

When his grandson was mentioned, Lao Zhou’s expression softened, but soon he shook his head vigorously, "Grandma can take care of my grandson. My task is to look after the old master."

Similar conversations had occurred many times over the years. Each time, the talks led nowhere, because Lao Zhou would absolutely not leave the old master’s side.

This was known to Lao Zhou, and it was known to He Xing too.

So, what He Xing could do for Lao Zhou was to arrange a very decent position within the He Group for his son and daughter-in-law. As for Lao Zhou’s grandson, he had directly secured him a spot at the best aristocratic school.

He Xing let out a sigh and spoke again, "Uncle Zhou, pay attention to your health too. If you need anything, just let me know. Now, shall we go see Grandpa?"

...

A certain private hospital in City A’s Inpatient Department.

Although this hospital located in the city center has a long history, the reason it has survived for so many years is not due to the exquisite skills of its doctors but because of its low prices. Moreover, if you’re willing to pay, it can provide some under-the-table services that legitimate hospitals would not offer.

The hospital had been ordered to rectify several times, but firstly, it had strong backers, and secondly, whenever there was an incident, the hospital would push the doctors to take the fall. As a result, despite its poor reputation, the hospital remained busy every day.

The not-so-large Inpatient Department was overwhelmed with patients, with extra beds set up along the corridors. This made the already cramped corridors even more narrow, requiring careful walking to avoid bumping into the patients lying on the beds.

Qin Nuan was lying on one of the beds in the corridor, unfortunately not only without a ward to stay in but also near a public restroom, with an unpleasant smell lingering around her.

Her complexion was terrible, but she still tried to put on a pitiful look as she stared at the man standing in front of her bed. Reaching out, she pulled at the hem of his clothing, "Lixing, have you found a ward for me?"

"No." Yi Lixing did not even glance at Qin Nuan. He simply slapped her hand away, "Stop whining. I’m busy with something important right now."

Qin Nuan immediately retracted her hand, looking down at the back of her hand wrapped in a bandage. The wound on her hand had already stopped bleeding, but Yi Lixing’s rough action had caused the blood to seep through the bandage, the redness reappearing.

She felt aggrieved, tears already starting to gather in her eyes. Yet just the act of sniffing caused her facial wounds to pull painfully, making her grimace.

On the other side, Yi Lixing made several calls before a plump nurse finally came to push Qin Nuan’s bed, while not forgetting to flatter Yi Lixing, "Mr. Yi, our director just instructed us. He said a patient was just discharged, and the vacant bed is reserved for your... your... oh right, what’s your relationship with her?"

A blush appeared on Qin Nuan’s face. She looked at Yi Lixing with shy anticipation, hoping he would say something.

Yi Lixing frowned deeply as if he wished to squash a fly between his eyebrows. He swept his gaze over Qin Nuan’s face and then quickly averted his eyes, speaking with an indifferent tone as if it were none of his business, "We are just ordinary friends, that’s all."

"That’s good, that’s good," the plump nurse said with a squinty-eyed smile, her eyes almost disappearing. "I thought so. A man like Mr. Yi must be upstanding. How could he be involved with such a woman?"

Yi Lixing’s multiple dismissals already had Qin Nuan feeling extremely hurt. His recent disavowal only added to her anger, and the nurse’s words acted like a fuse.

Ignoring the pain that made her feel like her body was falling apart, she propped herself up on the bed and glared at the nurse, "Who are you to speak about me like that? Look in the mirror before you speak about others. With your looks, you’d have to pay people to take you!"

The nurses in this kind of hospital were not as professional as those in regular hospitals. The plump nurse had a short fuse and retorted with her chubby hands on her hips, "What did you say? Say it again if you dare. You harlot, don’t think I don’t know why you’re in the hospital. If you hadn’t been promiscuous, would you have ended up with this retribution?"

Ten minutes later, facing the bed Yi Lixing had finally found for Qin Nuan, he towered over her, his usually cultured face now seeming slightly ferocious, "What the hell are you doing? Do you have any idea how many people I’ve had to ask for help because of your mess?"

He spoke loudly, showing no regard for the other people in the ward or for Qin Nuan’s dignity.