Chapter 226: Chapter 226
Chen Xue’er was crying fiercely, even three million was a challenge for someone from a moderately affluent family in Jiang City.
If she told her father about this, he would be furious, wouldn’t he?
A tall figure walked over and sat in front of her.
Chen Xue’er looked up, and her already teary eyes became even redder.
The person who came was none other than her arranged date, Wang Bo, a small-time actor living in Yanjing, or perhaps... an internet celebrity.
After all, he didn’t have any noteworthy works to speak of right now.
Wang Bo pulled out a bank card, pushed it in front of Chen Xue’er, and said, "I know about the Painting God’s ’Spring Day Painting.’ Here’s exactly three million, which is my saved salary from working hard in Yanjing for three years, take it."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xue’er was stunned.
Could it be that she’s really that attractive?
In an instant, Chen Xue’er started to see this internet celebrity date, whom she didn’t initially think much of, in a new light...
During the past few days of travel, they have been staying in Feng Huaijin’s South Garden.
The butler mentioned that many from the Feng Family have come under various pretenses to snoop around, but none dared to really step inside and investigate.
Su Li walked in and saw Xiao Mian yawning while making sachets; curious, she asked, "Xiao Mian, what are you doing?"
Xiao Mian showed a kind smile and said, "I have nothing else to give them, so I thought I’d make some small sachets to help with sleep."
Sleeping is quite an extensive field of knowledge, and Xiao Mian, who has dealt with sleep from a young age, was quite adept at it.
These small sachets were surprisingly effective.
Xiao Mian was making them for the villa’s butler and servants.
Su Li didn’t pay much attention to them, as she didn’t have any sleep issues, so she wasn’t interested in Xiao Mian’s sachets.
Tomorrow, she planned to visit Feng Huaijin, who had "collapsed from exhaustion" in Yanjing Hospital, but she didn’t know what to bring as a gift.
After considering for a while, she decided to go with the traditional choice of buying a basket of carnations.
Yanjing Hospital was huge, occupying a vast area.
Upon entering, she saw patients and their families from all over the country anxiously waiting.
Su Li carried her flower basket to the guide station and asked, "How can I get to room 302 in the north wing?"
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Su Li couldn’t distinguish north, south, east, and west.
The nurse at the guide station heard this term and looked at Su Li with some suspicion, "Room 302 in the north wing? Who are you visiting?"
Su Li scratched her head and said, "Mr. Qi."
The nurse was even more suspicious, "Room 302? Mr. Qi? Did you get it wrong? Is it... is it for a young person?"
Su Li immediately nodded, yes, yes, Feng Huaijin is of course a young person.
The nurse smiled and said, "We have many wards here. The room with the young member of the Feng Family you mentioned should be room 302 in the west wing, right?"
Su Li was quite confused, unable to distinguish or remember which direction Feng Huaijin had mentioned.
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Su Li, guided by the nurse, headed towards the west wing, climbing the stairs to the third floor.
The patient ward was very quiet, with a strong smell of disinfectant in the air.
Su Li walked up to the third floor and saw the direction sign, feeling somewhat bewildered.
This was the ward for patients with neurological diseases...
Feng Huaijin collapsed and was admitted to the hospital, how could it be related to the brain?
Su Li couldn’t quite understand and carried the flower basket to the door of room 302.
The door was ajar, and through the glass, a faint glimpse of the person lying on the hospital bed could be seen.