Chapter 407 - I’m Just Talking Bullsh*t

He frowned.

It was time to settle the matter of Jiang Wan once and for all.

…

Inside the ward, Jiang Wan was still fast asleep.

As night fell, Rong Qi came over with some takeaway.

Jiang Chenglang and Jiang Yu sat and ate at the small side table. Rong Qi sat on the small sofa at the other side of the ward, waiting for Jiang Chenglang’s instructions.

As soon as they finished eating and Rong Qi was about to clean up, a low moan came from behind Jiang Chenglang.

Jiang Wan was awake.

Jiang Wan’s injuries weren’t serious. She had a few wounds on her knees and elbows which were already cleaned and bandaged.

Fortunately, the car had stopped in time. If it hadn’t managed to slow down and had knocked into Jiang Wan at full force, she would still be in the emergency room.

The doctor’s diagnosis was that the patient had suffered a blow to the head and had a concussion. He would have to wait for the patient to wake up and make a judgment based on the patient’s reaction.

Jiang Wan groaned and held her head. She muttered, “I feel so dizzy…”

Jiang Chenglang stood up and walked to Jiang Wan’s side. He asked, “How do you feel?”

“I feel a little dizzy,” Jiang Wan said weakly. “It seems that I have a lot of fate with the hospital recently. I had left not too long ago, and now I’m back here again…”

Jiang Chenglang asked, “Apart from feeling dizzy, do you feel anything else?”

“I’m okay.” Jiang Wan pressed her temples. “Big Brother, I can’t feel any strength in my body. Can you help me sit up please?”

Jiang Chenglang called out, “Rong Qi.”

Rong Qi, who had been waiting by the side for a long time, finally felt useful. He immediately responded and understood why Jiang Chenglang had called him. He looked at Jiang Wan and said politely, “Miss Jiang Wan, let me help you sit up.”

Jiang Wan frowned slightly.

Rong Qi stood at the end of the bed and fiddled with the bed lever. The head of the bed slowly raised up.

Rong Qi didn’t forget to ask Jiang Wan if she was comfortable, “Miss Jiang Wan, is this height okay?”

Jiang Wan: “… Yes. Thank you, Brother Rong.”

Jiang Yu didn’t walk over. Her head was lowered, immersed in her phone.

She was very busy. She was busy replying to messages in The Strongest Team in the Universe chatroom.

Ding Jiaxu: “Boss, the interview notice has been sent out. Now, we just have to wait.”

Jiang Yu: “Okay.”

Zhong Jun’ai: “When Uncle finds out that he’s being offered the company’s chairman position, will he be very surprised?”

Jiang Yu: “Act well.”

Geng Hanyan: “Boss, don’t worry. We’ll definitely use our lifetime of acting skills for this play!”

Zhong Jun’ai: “Three? Your face gets red whenever you lie. How are you gonna pull this off? At most, you’ll just be an extra. The main actors will be me and One.”

Geng Hanyan: “What about Two?”

Zhong Jun’ai: “Forget that! Two doesn’t give a sh*t! Hey Boss, that video of your performance, we had all been praising your singing to your face, right? Two is different. He saved it and extracted the audio from the video. He made it into a soundtrack and listens to it on his phone every day!”

Suddenly, a [message deleted] popped up on the WeChat group.

A few seconds later: [Zhong Jun’ai has left the group.]

[Ding Jiaxu has invited Zhong Jun’ai to join the group chat.]

As soon as Zhong Jun’ai entered, he immediately sent another message. “Boss! You have to stand up for me! Two, this unkind and sneaky guy, hacked my phone and used my account to kick me out of the group! He’s so evil!”

The WeChat group showed another [message deleted].

Then, Zhong Jun’ai sent a message: “I’m just talking bullsh*t.”