Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

In the Qian family mansion in Repulse Bay, Ah Cheng practically rushed into the living room.

Before the servant could announce his arrival, he had already rushed through the hallway with his briefcase, slipped, and nearly fell to the ground.

Qian Weimin was leaning back on a leather sofa reading the Hong Kong Island Morning Post.

Several newspapers were spread out on the coffee table, front page, financial section, entertainment section, everywhere was full of GGs about Eastern culture.

He watched with great interest, his large gold chain swaying with it.

"Are you seeing a ghost?"

Qian Weimin was so frightened that he shook the newspaper and looked up to curse.

"Are there cops chasing you?"

Ah Cheng leaned against the back of the sofa, panting heavily, his face deathly pale.

"Boss, something terrible has happened!"

Qian Weimin's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

He suddenly stood up and walked over to Acheng in a few steps.

"What happened? Is Smith playing a trick on us? Or is Liu Wensen up to something?"

Ah Cheng shook his head while panting.

"No...it wasn't those foreigners, it was Miss Jiang! Miss Jiang is in trouble!"

Qian Weimin's mind went blank for a moment.

"What's wrong, Dr. Jiang? Speak clearly!"

Ah Cheng swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"I went to the villa on the hillside to invite Mr. Lu as you instructed, but the maid said that Mr. Lu and Miss Jiang went to the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital."

"When I arrived at the hospital entrance, I just saw them coming out."

Qian Weimin's heart tightened.

"Hospital?"

"right!"

Acheng was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh.

"Mr. Lu carried Miss Jiang out!"

Qian Weimin's eyes widened in surprise.

"Were you carried out?"

"Why carry her? Can't she walk by herself?"

Ah Cheng's mind flashed back to the scene at the hospital entrance.

Lu Ting's face was terribly grim.

Jiang Mian nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed and her whole body limp.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

"Miss Jiang looks completely exhausted, and her face is very red."

"Mr. Lu's face was frighteningly dark."

"I didn't even have time to shout before their car drove away!"

Qian Weimin took half a step back and slumped onto the armrest of the sofa.

It’s over.

Doctor Jiang is such a mysterious and powerful person. He didn't even blink when facing so many celebrities and tycoons at the Peninsula Hotel.

How come you're so weak after just one trip to the hospital that you can't even walk?

Could it be that all this work lately, from holding press conferences to dealing with those foreigners, has taken a toll on his health?

There are many situations in this world where doctors cannot heal themselves, what if...

Qian Weimin became increasingly frightened the more he thought about it.

Doctor Jiang is not just his partner.

He had long regarded Doctor Jiang as his great benefactor and lucky star.

If something were to happen to him, he would never be able to get over it.

"Go, go, go quickly and call Dr. Charlie over!"

Qian Weimin sprang up as if his butt was on fire and shouted at Ahai outside.

"Ah Hai! Go to my underground storeroom and find that century-old ginseng!"

"And what about top-grade bird's nest, wild cordyceps—bring me everything that's highly nourishing!"

Ah Hai had just run to the door when he heard this series of instructions and panicked.

"Boss, Dr. Charlie is off today."

"Rest my ass! Tell him I'll pay ten times the call-out fee, and he needs to be waiting for me in the car with a full set of emergency equipment within five minutes!"

Qian Weimin was so anxious that he kept pacing around in circles.

"Also, call Attorney Huang immediately and tell him to bring his checkbook to see me."

"Go get another million in cash from the safe and put it there!"

Ah Hai broke out in a cold sweat. "Boss, I understand carrying cash, but why call a lawyer?"

Qian Weimin slapped Ah Hai on the back of the head.

"Don't you understand the saying 'better safe than sorry'?"

"In case we need to charter a plane to the US for surgery, or sign some kind of emergency overseas medical liability waiver, no matter how much money we have to spend today, we cannot let anything happen to Dr. Jiang!"

"Go and make the arrangements right away!"

In less than ten minutes, a convoy of three black cars sped off towards the hillside villa.

……

the other side.

Inside the villa on the hillside at this time.

Lu Tinggang came out of the kitchen, carrying a newly bought constant-temperature ceramic cup.

The water temperature in the cup is just right.

He tried it again and again to make sure it wasn't too hot before heading to the living room.

Jiang Mian was half-lying on the sofa.

There were three soft pillows behind her, a thin blanket covering her legs, and a small plate of cut fruit in front of her.

She looked at the living room layout, tried to hold back her laughter, but couldn't help it.

The corners of the coffee table were covered with soft cloth, and the edges of the cabinet were wrapped with thick towels.

Lu Ting even fixed the legs of the low stool leading to the stairs.

The entire living room looked like it had just been cleaned up.

"husband."

Jiang Mian tilted her head to look at him.

"If you keep taking on these places, I'll hardly recognize my own home anymore."

Lu Ting held the cup to her lips.

"Have a drink of water."

Jiang Mian obediently drank half a sip before Lu Ting finally answered her.

"The doctor said we need to be careful during the first three months."

Jiang Mian blinked.

"The doctor also said I'm in very good health."

Lu Ting looked down at her, his tone steady.

Even if you're in good health, you still need to be careful.

Jiang Mian was speechless, choked by the quilt.

After returning from the hospital, the man was like a taut bow.

Don't let her walk fast, don't let her bend over.

He even complained that too many people would disturb her when the maids came into the living room.

Jiang Mian felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but she still deliberately teased him.

"Now I want to eat a grape."

Lu Ting immediately picked up the fruit plate.

Peel the grapes, remove the seeds, and bring them to her lips.

Just as Jiang Mian opened her mouth, a sudden screech of brakes rang out from outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the car doors slammed shut one after another.

The next second, the villa gate was pushed open.

Qian Weimin led Charlie, a foreign doctor carrying a medical kit, at the front.

Behind him followed Ah Hai carrying a safe, and Lawyer Huang, sweating profusely and clutching a briefcase.

A whole group of people rushed into the living room.

Qian Weimin immediately noticed that Jiang Mian was "extremely weak" and half-paralyzed on the sofa, with all the surrounding furniture covered with protective cloth.

What's worse, Lu Ting was holding a water glass, standing guard beside her with a tense expression.

The sight nearly scared Qian Weimin out of his wits.

"Dr. Jiang!"

Qian Weimin let out a loud howl, his voice so shrill it almost cracked.

Lu Ting's eyebrows instantly furrowed.

"stop!"

This low shout startled Qian Weimin, causing him to brake abruptly.

Dr. Charlie and Ah Hai, who were behind them, couldn't dodge in time, and the group of people collided with each other three meters away from the sofa.

"Who let you in?"

Lu Ting placed the water glass steadily on the table next to him, his tall figure blocking the view in front of the sofa.

His sharp gaze swept over the group of uninvited guests.

This is only the first three months; we can't let these people make a racket in the house.

Qian Weimin didn't even have time to be afraid; his eyes were red with anxiety.

"Brother Lu, what time is it? Why are you still keeping this from me!"

"Ah Cheng saw everything at the hospital entrance!"