Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

The pure black card had a heavy, weighty feel under the hospital's stark white lights.

The young nurse looked at the card, somewhat bewildered, and didn't dare to reach out to take it.

The doctor next to him frowned, scrutinizing Zhou Cheng from head to toe with a look of distrust and suspicion. "Who are you? The family hasn't signed the surgical consent form yet, and the money isn't urgent."

Zhou Cheng ignored him and simply shoved the card into the nurse's hand.

"What are you daydreaming about? Go do your homework." His tone wasn't harsh, but it carried a kind of pressure that made people afraid to argue.

The nurse looked at him, shuddered, grabbed her card, and ran to the payment counter.

Before the doctor could say anything more, Zhou Cheng's gaze drifted over.

"Are you the director here?"

"I...I'm the attending physician." The doctor felt uneasy under his gaze.

"Then go find your director," Zhou Cheng said in a calm tone, "or I can call your dean."

As he spoke, he actually pulled out his phone.

When the doctor saw this, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately backed down.

In a place like Jiangcheng, someone who can casually mention calling the dean is someone you can't afford to mess with.

"No...no need!" He quickly waved his hand, his expression changing rapidly as he forced a smile. "Sir, please rest assured, we will definitely use the best solution and hire the best experts!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the young nurse came running back like a gust of wind, carrying a stack of forms, her face filled with disbelief.

"Dr. Liu!" She handed over a POS slip, her voice trembling, "It's...it's showing up! His...his card..."

The doctor took the form.

With just that one glance, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The POS receipt clearly states: Transaction amount: 500,000.00 yuan.

The line below shows the available balance, followed by a long string of 9s, too many to count at a glance.

What the hell is this card?

The doctor's hand trembled as he held the thin piece of paper. When he looked at Zhou Cheng again, his eyes held nothing but awe.

"Sir, please rest assured! We'll arrange the surgery right away! Right away!" He kept nodding and bowing, his attitude completely different from before.

The Lin family members around, including the eldest aunt and Lin Qiang, were all stunned.

They watched helplessly as the doctor, who had been so arrogant just moments before, became like a lapdog before its master in front of Zhou Cheng.

They watched helplessly as this man casually resolved the 500,000 yuan that had brought their family despair with a single card.

Is this the power of money?

Auntie got up from the ground and rushed to Zhou Cheng, so excited that she could hardly speak.

"Mr. Zhou! Thank you! Thank you so much! You are our family's great benefactor!" she said, her legs went weak and she was about to kneel down.

Zhou Cheng reached out and supported her. "Auntie, you don't need to do that."

He glanced at Lin Jianguo, who had already been wheeled into the operating room, and said to Lin's parents, "Uncle, Aunt, please stay with me for now. I'm going out to make a phone call."

After saying that, he walked to the end of the corridor.

Lin Wanwan watched his retreating figure, her heart pounding like a boiling pot.

She knew Zhou Cheng was rich, but she had never seen him spend money so directly.

That calmness, that composure, that attitude of treating money like dirt gave her a sense of security she had never felt before.

But what followed was even greater panic.

She felt the gap between him was widening. He was high in the clouds, while she, and her entire family, were just a speck of dust lying in the mud, gazing up at him.

This feeling made her extremely anxious.

The surgery lasted six hours.

The Lin family members stood anxiously outside the operating room.

The way Auntie and Lin Qiang treated Zhou Cheng was completely different. They poured him water and greeted him warmly, treating him with such obsequiousness that they practically worshipped him as a living ancestor.

Lin's parents saw this and felt a mix of emotions.

Finally, the operating room lights went out.

The surgeon came out looking tired, but he had finally brought good news.

"The surgery was successful, and the person is out of danger."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

My aunt burst into tears.

"but……"

The doctor then changed the subject.

"The patient's condition is still very serious. He must be observed in the intensive care unit for at least a week after the surgery. He can only be transferred to a regular ward once his condition stabilizes."

"Doctor, how much does it cost to stay in the ICU for a day?" Lin Qiang asked in a low voice.

"Our hospital's ICU, including equipment and medicine, costs about 20,000 yuan a day."

Twenty thousand a day!

The sky, which had just cleared up, has turned cloudy again.

Lin's mother's face paled again. "A week's stay costs over ten thousand yuan? And after we're transferred to a regular ward, it'll cost even more... when will this ever end?"

"That's right." The doctor nodded and spoke frankly, "His condition will require a huge amount of money for rehabilitation, physical therapy, and nutrition. You, his family, should be prepared; it's a bottomless pit."

A bottomless pit.

These three words made everyone's hearts sink.

The tears that Auntie had just stopped started flowing again.

Lin's parents were also extremely worried. Zhou Cheng could help, but they couldn't rely on him forever, could they? They were incurring too great a debt of gratitude.

Just as the family was feeling gloomy and even began to consider transferring to a cheaper ward, Zhou Cheng spoke up.

"doctor."

All eyes turned to them.

"How long he stays in the ICU is up to you. Once his condition stabilizes, he can be transferred directly to the best intensive care unit."

"Also, hire the best rehabilitation therapist and the best nutritionist in the entire city. Put all the expenses on my tab."

His voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet corridor, every word seemed to hit the floor.

The doctor was stunned; he hadn't expected this young man to make such a decision without even blinking.

The best VIP ward costs five thousand a day. The best physical therapists cost several thousand an hour.

This isn't treating an illness, it's just burning money!

"Sir, are you sure? This cost could be very high," the doctor couldn't help but remind him.

"Just do as I tell you to arrange," Zhou Cheng said, his tone already showing signs of impatience. "The money is none of your business."

After he finished speaking, he took out his phone and dialed Qin Yue's number in front of everyone.

"Qin Yue, immediately transfer two million to the Third Municipal Hospital. The funds are specifically designated for Lin Jianguo's subsequent treatment and rehabilitation."

"Refund if overpayment, additional payment if underpayment."

The phone call ended, and the world went silent.

Two million!

Everyone in the Lin family, including the doctors and nurses, seemed frozen in place.

The way they looked at Zhou Cheng was as if he were a monster.

Lin Wanwan stood in the crowd, looking at the man who remained calm throughout, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

The immense gratitude weighed heavily on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

She knew that from this day forward, she, and her entire family, had been completely bought out by this man with money.

There is no turning back.

By the time everything was finished, it was completely dark.

Zhou Cheng had the driver take Lin's parents home first, while he drove his Ferrari with Lin Wanwan in tow.

No one spoke in the car the whole way.

As they approached Mirror Lake, Zhou Cheng suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Don't overthink it.

Lin Wanwan's body trembled slightly. She turned her head and looked at the man's well-defined profile, her eyes reddening.

"Mr. Zhou, I..." She wanted to say thank you, but felt that those two words were too inadequate.

Zhou Cheng parked the car on the side of the road, turned around, and looked at her very seriously.

He reached out and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes.

"From now on, don't call me Mr. Zhou anymore."

Call me Zhou Cheng.

He paused, his voice low and gentle, carrying a captivating tenderness.

"Or, like them, call me...son-in-law."

Lin Wanwan's heart was in complete turmoil.