Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

Back in the ward, Xu Mingkai began to carefully report the information Han Yue had gathered.

"Young Master Ji, your behavior this morning should have left a good impression on the young mistress."

Upon hearing this, the man on the bed glared at him, the warning clear, before changing the subject, "How's the cleanup going?"

Xu Mingkai knew that Ji Shao was a little embarrassed, after all, he had made a good impression. "Well, the family that came this morning is in the renovation business. They've made some money in the last few years and started to get arrogant. Before, they were just an average family, but relatively better off than the family of the injured pregnant woman. Maybe they've become rich and look down on others. The woman cheated on him and committed domestic violence more than once during her pregnancy. The main reason is that they found out early that she was having a girl, so the family started to treat her even worse. I've stopped all of their business. They'll go bankrupt in less than two days. I'll let them experience what it's like to be on the high and low."

"Okay, also hire a lawyer for that woman so her husband can be sent to jail for rehabilitation. Take the documents to the company. Did you deliver the flowers this morning?"

"It's been delivered. I've already instructed the delivery guy to deliver the flowers at the same time every day."

"Okay, go ahead."

Su Xue, arm in arm with her best friend, arrived at her office. The first thing she saw was a striking bouquet of yellow roses on the desk. She walked over, picked up the bouquet, and pulled out a card. "An apology for the next day. I'm sorry."

Su Xue examined the card over and over. Tang Junyao knew what she was looking for. "Don't look anymore, it's not signed. I should thank him."

Others might not understand what she was saying, but Su Xue did. She pulled up a stool and sat down beside her, whispering, "So, Ji Shao gave you these flowers the next day? Is he serious?"

Tang Junyao was a little tired, and looked at Su Xue with her chin on her hand. "Who knows? Give me some advice. This is already two bouquets, and I haven't figured out what to do with them." If she sent them every day, her office would become a garden, and she wouldn't be able to go to work. Since she couldn't pay them back, she had to find a way to get rid of them.

Su Xue thought for a moment, "Why don't we open a flower shop together? He can give it to us to sell. It's not bad to make money out of thin air."

Tang Junyao rolled her eyes at her. "Have you ever seen a flower shop that specializes in selling yellow roses? Why don't you give them to the cleaning lady?" The point is, these roses are yellow; even if someone takes them to sell, no one will want them.

It's a bit overwhelming to expect men and women to apologize all over the streets.

Su Xue, on the other hand, looked on with amusement. "It's quite a rare sight to see Young Master Ji pursuing someone. Yao Yao, don't be afraid. Just keep going. If you return the flowers, that means you're paying attention to him. We should just ignore him. Like just now, even if he helped you, you don't need to say thank you. Just ignore him and make him angry."

Tang Junyao smiled and said, "Alright, hurry up and get to work. You didn't have surgery this morning."

Upon checking the time, Su Xue quickly stood up. "I'm off. There are really two newborn babies arriving this morning. A wonderful day is about to begin. Bye-bye."

During a break, a few nurses and doctors came in. "Dr. Tang, do you know Master Ji from 1314? I think he was helping you this morning."

Tang Junyao didn't want to talk about this topic and said indifferently, "I don't know him. I must have disturbed his rest."

A nurse noticed the flowers on Tang Junyao's desk and asked with some envy, "Dr. Tang, did your boyfriend give you these flowers? They're so beautiful." She even picked them up and smelled them. Tang Junyao could tell she loved them, and generously said, "They're yours."

"Really? Thank you." With that, she took the bouquet and went outside, humming a little tune as she fiddled with the flower buds, in a particularly cheerful mood.

As luck would have it, Ji Hancheng was about to go out for a smoke, but only he knew exactly what he was really doing there. He caught a glimpse of the bouquet in the nurse's hand, his eyes darkened, and he returned to the ward with the cigarette between his long, slender fingers, without lighting it.

He sat on the sofa, picked up a lighter, lit it, took a deep drag of the cigarette, exhaled slowly, and squinted, using nicotine to relieve the irritation of being ignored.

They actually gave away his flowers so casually! It seems they don't care about him at all.

When Tang Junyao pushed open the door and came in, the man was leisurely reclining on the sofa, smoking. His handsome brows were slightly furrowed. He went straight to the point, "You can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Hearing this, he hurriedly stubbed out his cigarette. "Am I... am I done?"

Instead of answering, Tang Junyao asked, "Aren't you ready yet?" Doesn't she know whether she's ready or not?

Ji Hancheng guiltily touched the bridge of his nose, looked at her cautiously, and said, "Um, could you please not give the flowers I gave you to someone else?"

After listening, she figured he must have seen the flowers in the nurse's hand, so she didn't agree to his request and replied indifferently, "You don't have to give them to me. There's no need to waste your time on me."

Ji Hancheng sat while Tang Junyao stood. He looked up at her face with tender eyes, his gaze full of affection, and smiled gently. "Then what you gave her can't be considered a gift from me."

Tang Junyao stood there with her hands in her pockets, watching his cautious movements. She thought he would get angry and say something rude, like, "Don't send me flowers anymore. My office is too small to accommodate your flowers." That was what she wanted to say, but he was still in the hospital, and if she angered him, it would be troublesome if others found out about their relationship. So she could only keep the rest of her words to herself.

Ji Hancheng's eyes were filled with an undisguised love, which Tang Junyao found burning hot. She looked away, as if she had come to inform this Buddha that he could be discharged from the hospital, or perhaps without even needing to go through the discharge procedures.

But the dean has to go through this process when making a phone call.

"Okay, if you remove me from your blacklist, I won't send you flowers anymore." Apologizing to her on WeChat is much better than sending flowers.

"Are you even energetic? Can't you stay away from me?" Like a leech.

Looking at the angry woman, he was intrigued and smiled broadly. "No, for the rest of my life, wherever you are, I will be there too, until you forgive me. Either I'll send you flowers or I'll blacklist you."

She finally agreed with what Su Xue said that day: explaining things to Ji Hancheng was like talking to a brick wall, because it was impossible to understand.

"If you like living here, then stay. Stay as long as you want." It's not like she's spending her money; she's just wasting her time.

Knowing her thoughts, the man immediately spoke up, his attitude completely changing. Just a second ago he wouldn't compromise on his condition of not leaving the hospital, but the next second he said, "I'll leave the hospital as you say."

She took a deep breath and refrained from beating him up. She turned and left the ward without looking back or giving the man even a second glance.

If the hospital director hadn't called, would he have needed to personally go and inform him of his discharge?

He watched her retreating figure with a satisfied smile on his lips, took out a cigarette and lit it, unlocked his phone with one hand, and dialed a number, "Come pick me up."

Xu Mingkai, who had just arrived at the company, asked dejectedly, "Oh, Young Master Ji, have you been discharged from the hospital?"

"Okay. Dr. Tang is letting me be discharged. He personally examined me, so hurry up."

Xu Mingkai cursed, "Young Master Ji is just showing off. It's just that the young mistress let him be discharged from the hospital. He's acting all excited about being cured of a terminal illness."

Despite the scolding, he still had to go pick him up. About 40 minutes later, Xu Mingkai arrived at the Imperial Capital Hospital again in his black Maybach, pushed open the door of room 1314, and said, "Young Master Ji, I'm going to handle the discharge procedures."

He said with a hint of smugness, "Yes, get Dr. Tang to sign."

Xu Mingkai's inner monologue: Dude, you've only just started chasing your wife, you haven't even taken off yet, don't think Dr. Tang is yours.

Xu Mingkai took the form to Tang Junyao's office to get her signature. "Dr. Tang, please sign this so I can process Young Master Ji's discharge."

After saying that, Tang Junyao neatly signed her name on the paper.

"Thank you." Tang Junyao simply nodded.

After completing the discharge procedures and getting into the car, Ji Hancheng glanced at the back of Xu Mingkai's head and said, "Give me the paperwork."

Xu Mingkai didn't think there was anything wrong with the form and handed it to the man in the back seat. He took the form and his gaze fell on the signature on the last line. The flamboyant handwriting made him smile. He carefully put the form into his wallet.

Xu Mingkai: "............" Is the discharge certificate worth keeping?