The hospital ward was empty again, leaving only Tian Danni alone.
She sobbed softly, scolding herself for being weak in her heart.
Why couldn't she summon up the courage to confess just once? Why, when the opportunity was right in front of her, did she turn a blind eye and let it slip through her fingers?
Su Minghan actually didn't go far. He leaned his back against the door beside it. Pain and entanglement welled up in his heart, making his mood extremely complicated at this moment.
He couldn't just abandon Xiao Shujing now.
He liked her, loved her.
So he could only leave the cruelty and hurt for Tian Danni to bear alone.
It was cruel, but it had to be endured.
"I'm sorry. Consider it a debt I owe you in this lifetime. I'll surely repay you in the next one," Su Minghan murmured to himself. Then he left.
At Qiuming Hotel, Bo Siming and Xiao Zhenguo were chatting quite merrily.
"Master Bo, it's really a blessing I've accumulated over several lifetimes to get to know someone like you! Come, let's have another drink," Xiao Zhenguo said.
"No, no, no. A little drink for pleasure, just a little," Bo Siming refused with a smile.
"Alright then. Since you've said so, I won't insist anymore," Xiao Zhenguo replied.
Putting down his wine glass, Xiao Zhenguo's lust flared up.
"Master Bo, what has Miss Shen Shiyu been up to lately? It's been many days, and I haven't seen you bring her out," he asked.
How could Bo Siming not know what he was thinking?
It was nothing more than those amorous affairs.
"She won't serve you anymore," Bo Siming said.
"Why?!" Xiao Zhenguo was extremely disappointed.
Bo Siming took a sip of his wine, unable to hide his smugness.
"Didn't you watch the live broadcast of the Ahaorui new product launch that day? My Shiyu and General Manager Wen are bosom friends with a deep bond. Her status has soared overnight. How could she still serve you?"
Bo Siming glanced at him. "But I can help you find other women with similar figures and looks. There are plenty in Yancheng."
"… Well, it's really a pity," Xiao Zhenguo said regretfully, shaking his head. "She was the most satisfying woman for me. She never cried or made a fuss in bed, and her skills were great."
Bo Siming didn't want to hear his vulgar words at all. He got up and was about to leave.
"General Manager Xiao, I still have to go back to the company to handle some work. Let's make an appointment another time," he said.
Sitting in the car, Bo Siming wearily tugged at his tie.
"Master Bo, shall we go back to the company now?" Assistant Zhuang asked.
"Yes. Drive slowly," Bo Siming replied.
Halfway through the journey, Bo Siming received a call from Team Leader Xiaokang.
"Speak," he said.
"Master Bo, there's something I must report to you! Hao Zhibin has been coming to the police station every day lately to have long conversations with the chief. I don't know what he's up to," Xiaokang whispered while hiding in the toilet, listening to the movements outside.
"He's just an unemployed country bumpkin. What kind of trouble can he stir up? Ignore it," Bo Siming said.
Just as Bo Siming was about to hang up, Xiaokang quickly added,
"But he's here as an employee of the Bo Group!"
Bo Siming's eyes instantly sharpened. "What did you say?"
Xiaokang was relieved to finally hear the vigilant tone in his voice.
"I heard from my colleagues that Hao Zhibin is currently working under the Second Young Master. In the past, he had no status or influence, and we could stop him from entering the police station. But now... Going against him is like going against the Second Young Master," he said.
"Master Bo, you have to help me!"
Xiaokang didn't want to give up his hard - won position as team leader at all.
"You immediately set a meeting place. We'll discuss it in person," Bo Siming said.
"Okay!"
Just a few minutes after hanging up, Xiaokang sent the location.
Bo Siming frowned and said coldly to Assistant Zhuang,
"Turn around."
Xiaokang was extremely anxious, constantly looking towards the door.
When he saw the long - awaited figure, he immediately got up to greet him.
"Master Bo!"
Bo Siming walked in, threw his briefcase on the table, and plopped down on a chair.
"What on earth is going on?" he asked.
"Hao Zhibin had already booked his ticket back to his hometown. Later, for some unknown reason, he canceled it. I didn't pay much attention and just forgot about it. Who would have thought that he came back a week later!"
"He's been so blatant about coming in and out of the police station. It must be the Second Young Master's order. His purpose is to investigate you!" Xiaokang said.
Bo Siming gritted his back teeth, his expression solemn.
"Investigate me? Heh, that scumbag has the nerve!"
Xiaokang wiped the sweat from his brow. "If Hao Zhibin finds out that Xiao Zhenguo is still alive, your position will be in great danger, Master Bo!"
Although he said this, he was actually thinking about himself.
He didn't want to work for Bo Siming for the rest of his life. He would surely find a suitable opportunity to retreat and live a comfortable life with power and wealth.
Bo Siming looked at him indifferently, finding it extremely laughable.
A small fry was just a small fry, with such a limited vision.
Just one Hao Zhibin had made him so timid. How could Bo Siming trust him in the future? It seemed redundant just thinking about it.
"I've been in open and covert struggles with Bo Jingyu for so many years, and we've never really decided a winner. Do you think it's a bit too deliberate for me to step in personally at this moment?"
Xiaokang looked at him blankly, mumbling,
"Do you mean... you want me to handle it?"
Bo Siming smiled easily. "This is a great opportunity for you to make contributions."
"But I'm just a team leader now. I don't have the power to handle this. Moreover, Hao Zhibin's status has changed. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have the guts!"
"What are you worried about with me as your backer?"
Bo Siming narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.
"Or do you think I'm not as good as my younger brother?"
Xiaokang shook his head like a rattle.
"You've misunderstood me. How could I think that? Then... I'll give it a try. I'll surely give you an answer within a week."
Bo Siming's eyes were cold. "That's too long. Within three days."
"Three days?!"
There was a flicker of anger in Bo Siming's eyes. "Do you have any objections?"
Xiaokang bit his lip nervously. "Three days it is. I'll do it as soon as possible."
"How long does it take to get from here to Yancheng Hospital?" Bo Siming asked.
"Half an hour," Xiaokang replied.
"Take me to the hospital first," Bo Siming said.
Bo Siming didn't dare to delay for a single moment now. He was especially afraid that Bo Yanhai would wake up midway and tell Qian Li what had happened on the day of the cooperation meeting. If that happened, all his elaborate plans would go to waste.
Outside the ward, Qian Li was reporting to Bo Jingming.
"Sir, not only the nurse but also I have seen it once."
Hearing the noise, Bo Siming immediately found a corner and eavesdropped secretly.
"Don't tell anyone about this for now," Bo Jingming said with a solemn face, his hands behind his back, looking hesitant.
"Sir, maybe what I'm about to say won't please you, but... I think you can consider not transferring the old master for the time being," Qian Li advised earnestly.
"These days, the signs of the old master waking up have become more and more obvious. Doesn't this mean that he's getting better?"
Signs of awakening?
Hearing this, Bo Siming broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
"I don't trust the domestic medical technology," Bo Jingming still insisted stubbornly.