Because she was addicted

When I went out in the morning, Lu Chenyan was already gone.

Wen Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

She took a taxi to the hospital. Early this morning, she cooked Wen Zhao a smooth and soft white porridge.

When they arrived at the ward, they found the hospital cleaning staff tidying up the room. Wen Zhao's bed was empty; she was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is the person in bed 35?"

Her heart was in her throat, and she grabbed the cleaning lady and asked.

The cleaning lady gave her a strange look. "I don't know. Why don't you go ask at the nurses' station?"

Wen Jia rushed to the nurses' station. The nurse, seeing it was her, said:

"Ms. Wen, don't worry, your brother is alright. Your ex-boyfriend has upgraded him to a VIP room upstairs."

Wen Jia followed the nurse's directions and found Wen Zhao.

The environment upstairs is much better than downstairs.

All of them are private suites, which are fully equipped with a hospital bed, sofa, table, and even a kitchen for cooking.

Even the nurses have become much prettier.

Wen Zhao lay on the bed, completely absorbed in his pleasure.

The male caregiver was not there. Lu Chenyan was sitting on the edge of the bed talking to Wen Zhao in a gentle and pleasant manner, a stark contrast to his attitude just two days ago.

For some reason, Wen Zhao was so excited that he didn't even notice Wen Jia coming in.

"Why did you touch my brother without my permission?"

Wen Jia walked into the room and questioned Lu Chenyan.

Lu Chenyan stood up from the sofa. His face was still as pale as yesterday, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

He spoke, his voice slightly hoarse:

"There are too many people downstairs, it's too noisy, and it's inconvenient for Ah Zhao to rest."

Ah Zhao?

They called her that so affectionately.

Wen Jia said coldly, "That's what you think. Ah Zhao is doing quite well in a regular ward."

"Sis, this place is great. The beds here are so much more comfortable, and the nurses outside are so gentle, with such sweet and lovely voices... I..."

"Shut up!"

"oh."

Wen Zhao pursed his lips; he wouldn't dare do that in front of Wen Jia.

"Jiajia, I'm sorry, it was my oversight not to discuss it with you beforehand. But I was only doing it for Azhao's own good. If Azhao rests well and recovers quickly, you can worry less, right?"

Lu Chenyan hurriedly explained.

That's the logic.

Wen Jia simply cannot afford the VIP ward.

Wen Zhao's hospital surgery was paid for in advance by lawyer Zhang Qiran, and she transferred the money to him yesterday. The remaining treatment costs, the long recovery period, her daytime work, and the need for a caregiver to stay with her day and night all add up to a lot of money.

After transferring the surgery fees yesterday, the balance on my card was almost gone.

It wasn't that she didn't want Wen Zhao to have a better environment; it was simply that her wallet couldn't afford it. Moreover, she didn't want to have any connection with Lu Chenyan and incur his favors for no reason.

Wen Jiaguang gets a headache just thinking about it.

She turned and left the ward, finding the nurses' station.

"Hello, could you please transfer me back to a regular ward?"

The pretty nurse blinked. "Huh? Didn't we just transfer here last night? Why are we going back?"

"Excuse me, please complete the formalities." Wen Jia said patiently.

The nurse glanced up at Lu Chenyan behind her, looking troubled:

"Mr. Lu, what do you think of this?"

Lu Chenyan pulled Wen Jia aside.

"Jiajia, you don't need to worry about the cost. I will take full responsibility for Azhao's treatment."

"and then?"

Wen Jia looked up at him, but only glanced at him before not daring to look again.

Lu Chenyan's face, so perfect, was incredibly deceptive. She was afraid that if she looked at him too much, she would fall into his carefully laid trap again.

She turned her head away.

"And then you expect me to be incredibly grateful to you? To feel like I wouldn't exist without you? So you can take advantage of that and make me soften my heart, forgive you, and accept you back together?"

Wen Jia hardened her heart.

"Lu Chenyan, don't try to take a roundabout approach. I won't fall for it again. And don't try to use your favors to give to me; I don't need them."

"Jiajia, I swear I really didn't think that way. Jiajia..."

Lu Chenyan chased after Wen Jia, demanding an explanation.

But Wen Jia had already turned back to the nurses' station.

"Please process my paperwork quickly, I need to get to work in a hurry."

The nurse glanced at Lu Chenyan, and seeing him nod, she lowered her head to begin processing the paperwork.

Wen Zhao slept in the VIP ward for one night, then was moved around and sent back to bed 35.

After settling in, Wen Jia said to Lu Chenyan:

"I'll find another caregiver myself. Take your person back with you. Don't come to the hospital anymore; I don't want to see you."

"But I want to see you."

Lu Chenyan calmly went mad.

Seeing that he wouldn't let go, Wen Jia grabbed her bag and left, saying, "Your legs are your own, do as you please."

She left the room and went to the doctor's office to find Ji Ningyu.

Ji Ningyu was no longer there. She placed a box of pastries from her bag on his desk and said to the doctor next to him:

"Please thank Dr. Ji for me. He's been taking care of my brother these past few days."

"Okay, okay."

The doctors in the office all looked up at Wen Jia.

As soon as Wen Jia left, they began to whisper among themselves, "...She really is quite pretty, Dr. Ji has good taste..."

"But I heard she has a boyfriend, and he's always sticking to her like glue."

"I heard her say it herself that day, we broke up."

"I just don't understand young people these days."

The whispers reached Lu Chenyan, who was standing at the door, and his face instantly darkened several shades.

He was afraid that Wen Jia would use the same trick again, and suddenly one day she would wave her hand on the roadside and a boyfriend would appear out of nowhere.

After all, that's how he got here in the first place.

He had previously mistakenly thought Wen Jia was going to nightclubs to pick up guys, and that Wen Zhao was a young punk. But it turned out to be just a misunderstanding.

But Ji Ningyu was a real threat in front of him.

In terms of looks and career, he felt that Wen Jia would be just right.

He must take some measures.

……

Lu Chenyan came out of the hospital.

A Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of him, the rear window rolling down to reveal Tang Ning's exquisite makeup. She smiled and said to Lu Chenyan:

"Ayan, I want to talk to you."

Lu Chenyan was exhausted. He frowned, turned around, and left.

"I don't have much to talk to you about."

Tang Ning raised her voice, "It's about Ah Shen and the company, don't you want to hear about it?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Lu Chenyan stopped and slowly turned around.

Tang Ning breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his tone had softened. She bent down to open the car door, moved inside herself, and patted the seat with her right hand, gesturing for Lu Chenyan to get in.

"Get in the car."

Wen Jia came out of the hospital carrying her bag and looked up to see Lu Chenyan bending down to get into Tang Ning's car.

The car door slammed shut in front of her.

Inside the car, Tang Ning smiled sweetly, looking at Lu Chenyan with gentle eyes, her lips slightly raised as if she were saying something.

Lu Chenyan lowered his eyes and responded.

This scene, like the rising sun on the horizon, instantly stung Wen Jia's eyes.