After Song Ge finished speaking, both of them fell silent. Yan Xi didn't want to say anything more either. She glanced at her brother, looking a bit tired.
Yan Junling caught his sister's pleading look and coughed. "In that case, Song Ge, you should rest well. Yan Xi and I will go back first. We'll come to see you when we're free."
Song Ge nodded, looking reluctant.
Yan Xi waved goodbye to Song Ge. The siblings quickly disappeared from the ward.
Song Ge sighed, feeling inexplicably down. Qu Cheng slowly approached the bedside. Song Ge was lying in bed and could only see his chiseled jaw. His eyes seemed to be looking nowhere in particular. He lazily lifted his eyes. "How are you? Are you okay?"
Song Ge let out a soft hum and replied, "I'm used to it."
"That's good." Qu Cheng chatted casually. It was obvious that his mind wasn't on himself, but Song Ge didn't really care.
"Since you're okay, you should rest well. I'll go out first."
Hearing this, Song Ge couldn't help but burst out laughing. She covered her mouth and looked at Qu Cheng with a half - smile.
Qu Cheng raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Ge curiously. "What are you laughing at?"
Song Ge waved her hand. "It's nothing. Yan Xi and the others just said the same thing."
"They are them, and I am me. Even if you don't listen to them, you have to listen to me." Qu Cheng turned around and said domineeringly.
"Got it, got it." Song Ge stuck out her tongue. This man always had a strong sense of possessiveness in strange areas.
With a click, the door was locked. Looking at Song Ge lying in bed, Qu Cheng let out a sigh. He took out his phone, checked the time, then walked downstairs and stood against the wall.
"Boss." The assistant's eyes flickered.
"What's up?" Qu Cheng was a very observant person. He was good at noticing the reactions of people around him. Even though the assistant had been with him for a long time and had learned to hide his emotions, the fleeting hesitation was still caught by Qu Cheng.
The assistant shook his head vigorously and pursed his lips, trying to prove that he was really okay.
"If you have something to say, just say it. You've been with me for so long. Don't you know my temper?" Qu Cheng said impatiently.
The assistant relaxed his lips. "I was thinking that it's not a good idea for Madam to keep coming to the hospital like this. And you can't always be by Madam's side, Boss."
The assistant paused for a moment and continued, "Fainting all the time is not a solution. Maybe we should figure out a way to dispel Madam's concerns. Maybe she'll get better."
After hearing this, Qu Cheng let out a heavy breath. He had thought about all these things. "I've actually thought about it."
He looked up at the assistant. "Well, I'll give you a sum of money. You take it to Madam An and let her go abroad for recuperation. And arrange a special person to take care of her."
"Is that all?" the assistant asked weakly.
"Of course not." Qu Cheng rubbed his neck, glanced at the plan he had written down on his phone a few days ago, and continued, "There's also my mother, but there's no need to worry about her at all. I've already talked to her. As for Ji Qingyun, there's no need to worry about him either. He and Leng Jing went on a trip. They won't be back for a while."
Qu Cheng squinted his eyes, as if trying to recall something. "In this way, only Ji Qingyun's younger brother is left. There's even less need to worry about him. Song Ge has met him before. It's okay, so there's no need to worry."
"Also!" Qu Cheng continued to add, "You should tell the servants in the villa not to talk nonsense to Song Ge and not to mention the past."
The assistant held a small notebook. He wrote down every word Qu Cheng said very carefully. After Qu Cheng finished speaking, he closed the notebook and said with a smile, "Okay, Boss. I've written it all down. Don't worry. I guarantee I'll handle it properly."
"Go." Qu Cheng was in a good mood seeing his serious attitude. And since all the matters had been taken care of, he felt relieved.
After the assistant left, Qu Cheng went upstairs and quietly walked into Song Ge's bedroom. She was already asleep, with her eyes closed and her sleeping face peaceful. Suddenly, his heart felt a pang of tenderness. Qu Cheng bent down to tuck the quilt for Song Ge, stared at her for a while, and then left.
After coming out of Song Ge's room, he went to the study and started to deal with company matters.
Song Ge was really tired. This sleep seemed to last for a long time. When she woke up, her whole body was sore and she had no strength. It seemed that sleeping for too long could really make a person feel useless. She mocked herself in her heart and propped herself up with difficulty. She rubbed her neck and felt something was strange.
Right, where was Qu Cheng? The huge bedroom was empty as far as the eye could see. There was no sign of Qu Cheng. She looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was already midnight. It was so late. Where had he gone if he wasn't sleeping?
Song Ge got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked to the study. She found that the study door wasn't closed properly and there was a small crack. Song Ge tiptoed in and found that the light in the study was still on.
Was Qu Cheng inside? He was really hard - working! Song Ge curled the corner of her mouth and smiled, then pushed the door open and walked in.
Qu Cheng was reading very attentively and didn't even notice that she had pushed the door open. It was only when Song Ge coughed that Qu Cheng looked up dazedly. "Song Ge, why are you awake?"
Song Ge said with a smile, "I came to see you! Why are you still working so late?"
Qu Cheng rubbed his eyes and put away the file bag. "These were left behind before. If I don't deal with them, I really won't have time."
"I finally managed to spare some time, so I thought I'd finish dealing with them as soon as possible. Then I'll have more time to accompany you in the future, right?" Qu Cheng looked very tired and said this listlessly.
"You can't ignore your own health! Look how tired you are. Take a break. You're not made of iron." Song Ge said with concern.
Qu Cheng rubbed his forehead and looked at Song Ge affectionately. "It's okay. I'm almost done reading. From now on, all my time will be yours."
"But I'm afraid that if you work so hard like this, you might collapse after I get better."
This sentence somehow hit Qu Cheng's funny bone. He chuckled softly. "Your imagination is quite rich. Don't worry. Although I'm not made of iron, I'm not an ordinary person either. I'm in good health. Besides, it's just staying up late. It's not a big deal. I promise you, I'll go to sleep right after I finish reading, okay?" Qu Cheng's tone was like he was coaxing a kindergarten kid.
Song Ge didn't say a word. Qu Cheng continued talking to himself, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you've agreed. Then you also have to promise me that you'll go back to sleep right now, okay?" His tone was gentle, and everything he said showed his concern for Song Ge.
"I..." Song Ge didn't know what to say.