Soon, the down payment reached five million.
Jiang Nan Fang glanced at her phone, satisfied, then went to the bathroom to wash up. After changing her clothes, she emerged and told Zhan Bei Jue, "Okay, I'm not leaving. That's all for today, goodnight."
"I'm going to sleep now. Call me if you need anything."
Zhan Bei Jue leaned against the headboard, watching her in her cute coral fleece pajamas. "Going to sleep already? Where will you sleep?"
"The sofa."
Jiang Nan Fang felt like rolling her eyes. There was only one hospital bed, and he was occupying it. It was as if there were other places for her to sleep besides the hospital bed.
Zhan Bei Jue disagreed with her sleeping on the sofa. "No. Go ask the nurse for a bed. I want you to sleep next to me."
"What if I feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night and you're so far away? What if I can't call you?"
Was it that serious? His leg was injured, not his heart, so why was he afraid of her suddenly dying in her sleep?
Jiang Nan Fang retorted coldly, "I already said I'm the boss. Minutes after my words were spoken, you're already trying to take charge again?"
Zhan Bei Jue replied, "It's not that I want to take charge, it's that I'm worried that if I suddenly die in my sleep, you won't be able to explain yourself, even if you're innocent."
"With me like this, what can you do even if you lie next to me? Do you need to be so guarded?"
Jiang Nan Fang thought about it. He was already half incapacitated. What difference would it make if they shared the same blanket? If he really died in the middle of the night, wouldn't she be the prime suspect?
She went to ask the nurse for a folding bed, placed it next to Zhan Bei Jue's bed, spread the blankets, turned off the light, and they lay down side by side.
Although they didn't say a word, by the faint light from outside, Jiang Nan Fang could see her calm expression as she lay beside him. Feeling her breath enveloping him, Zhan Bei Jue was already very satisfied. Moreover, Jiang Nan Fang possessed a magical quality that was more effective than sleeping pills. No matter when she lay beside Zhan Bei Jue, regardless of how severe his insomnia was, he could fall asleep quickly. Watching her like this, Zhan Bei Jue soon fell into a deep sleep. Strangely, Jiang Nan Fang also slept very soundly that night. Perhaps it was because she had drunk too much the previous two days and her mind hadn't caught up yet. Jiang Nan Fang couldn't think of any other reason.
They slept until past eight in the morning, oblivious to the nurse who came to check on them midway.
Hearing that her son was in low spirits and had spilled the chicken soup the previous day, Madam Zhan arrived at the hospital early that morning with the soup she had personally prepared. To her surprise, when she pushed open the ward door, her son was not alone in the room. Two beds were pushed together, two heads were close, and her son was sleeping soundly. The ward was quiet, with a rare, reassuring atmosphere.
Seeing that her son had finally calmed down, Madam Zhan, carrying the thermos, tiptoed to the bedside. Peering in, she was almost angered to death. The person accompanying him was not Ah Zhong. The one who could make Zhan Bei Jue so quiet was none other than Jiang Nan Fang, that damned slut she had just cursed a couple of days ago! She had already told everyone in front of them that she would never let her enter the Zhan family, yet she still came to pester Zhan Bei Jue! Not only did she pester him, but she also slept here at night. How shameless could this woman be?
Unable to contain her anger, Madam Zhan slammed the thermos onto the ground and yanked Jiang Nan Fang's blanket off. "Slut, who told you to come here?!"
"I've told you countless times not to get close to my son. You wouldn't even let him be when he's hospitalized. How can you be so shameless?"
Feeling a sudden chill, she heard a shrill scream. Jiang Nan Fang jolted awake, her eyes met Madam Zhan's face, contorted with rage. She knew she would encounter her at the hospital and that this scene would play out again. She had already prepared herself mentally, so she wasn't surprised. She glanced at the woman and then cast a measured look towards Zhan Bei Jue.
Zhan Bei Jue had indeed been woken by Madam Zhan's sudden scream. He frowned, ran a hand through his slightly messy hair, and said to Madam Zhan, "Didn't I tell you I didn't want to see you again and asked you not to come here? Why are you here again?"
"Please speak politely. Jiang Nan Fang was invited by me. She is my guest. You had better not speak disrespectfully to my guest."
"What? You invited her? She's your guest? And you're saying I'm speaking disrespectfully to her?" Madam Zhan never expected her son to speak to her like this in front of this woman.
Seeing her fuming, Jiang Nan Fang felt that Zhan Bei Jue still had a sliver of humanity. A woman like this, like a tigress, needed to be dealt with by someone! Jiang Nan Fang had argued with her enough and was tired of it. She had no intention of arguing with Madam Zhan any further. Seeing that Zhan Bei Jue had taken over the conversation and the blanket had been thrown to the floor, she simply got up. With a blank expression, she got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and headed for the bathroom.
Madam Zhan grabbed her hand. "Where are you going? I haven't finished speaking. Where are you going?"
"Jiang Nan Fang, you don't care no matter how I scold you. You've decided that your life's goal is..."
Before Jiang Nan Fang could push her hand away, Zhan Bei Jue sat up, his face grim, propping himself up with his arm. "Let her go. Please speak with some respect."
"After all, you're an educated intellectual woman, Ms. Zhou. Can you please stop shouting in my ward?"
"..."
Madam Zhan's words were cut short again by her son. Jiang Nan Fang enjoyed seeing these scenes the most. She sneered, pushed Madam Zhan's hand away, and deliberately hummed as she walked towards the bathroom. Behind her, the mother and son began to argue back and forth. However, their voices gradually lowered, and Jiang Nan Fang couldn't hear them once she turned on the faucet. Of course, it was also possible that she deliberately didn't want to hear them.
Zhan Bei Jue said to Madam Zhan, "Don't try to be good to me in this self-righteous way. I don't need it."
"Are you so crazy now that you'd kill or set fire for me?"
"Don't think I don't know what you've been doing behind my back."
"Do you know why I'm lying here right now? If I hadn't done this, you would be the one lying here!"
"If I hadn't stabbed myself that day and deliberately let them go, do you think your actions would never be exposed?"
"Do you think you're so great that you can disregard human lives? When did you become like this? Or have you always been like this, and I just didn't notice?"
"This twisted maternal love frightens me. I don't want to argue with you about these things anymore. Leave."
"Go back to Northern Europe. Let's live our own lives, and maybe we can still maintain our mother-son relationship. If this continues, I'm afraid we won't be able to be mother and son anymore."
What did he mean? He knew what she had done to Jiang Nan Fang? The incident that day, it was all deliberate on his part? Madam Zhan felt a little panicked but maintained a calm facade. "What do you mean? You want to sever our mother-son relationship? You've really grown up, your wings are strong, and you dare to dislike your mother?"
"I am already thirty years old. Even if I were only three, I couldn't recognize a terrifying mother like you."