Chapter 80 The Eightieth Day of Not Running Away The eightieth day of not running away...

Chapter 80 The Eightieth Day of Not Running Away The eightieth day of not running away...

"Sister Wen, what did you just say to Miss Zhang? She seems very unhappy."

After seeing Zhang Yurong out, Jiang Zihan looked at Wen Chan with some concern.

After all, Wen Chan is about to undergo surgery, and they are all dependent on others. If they offend Zhang Yurong, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Wen Chan said, "It's right that she's unhappy. If she were happy, then we'd be in big trouble."

Jiang Zihan exclaimed, finding Wen Chan's words difficult to understand.

To be honest, Wen Chan was also surprised. She didn't expect Zhang Yurong to be so naive. She asked Sun Xiaojun to check the documents and information, thinking that Sun Xiaojun was arranged by Zhang Yurong and would at least inform Zhang Yurong.

In this way, Zhang Yurong will be able to follow the clues and find out what she is looking for.

But looking at Zhang Yurong's appearance, she was completely unaware of the situation.

So, she really didn't tell Sun Xiaojun to be a spy.

While Wen Chan was moved, she couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

It's a shame I went to the trouble of arranging all the materials so that I could guide Zhang Yurong to look at them herself; it turns out I was just throwing a flirtatious glance at a blind person.

“Miss Zhang, what Miss Wen said is just her guess. Perhaps she is overthinking it.”

Seeing that Zhang Yurong in the back seat was restless, Mi Lin spoke up to comfort her.

She didn't take Wen Chan's words seriously.

Wen Chan is in the hospital and preparing for surgery. How much information could she possibly know, or even more than she does?

Even they themselves couldn't see that Zhang Zhaozhong and his group harbored ulterior motives, so how could Wen Chan have?

Mi Lin said that Zhang Zhaozhong might have hit Wen Chan's weak spot, which is why Wen Chan turned the tables on him.

"Be quiet, I need to think this through."

Zhang Yurong was in a bad mood and had no interest in listening to what Mi Lin was saying.

Mi Lin had no choice but to shut his mouth and turn away awkwardly.

The more Zhang Yurong thought about hearing the cicadas, the more she felt that their words made sense.

One of the reasons she was angry with her father was that he had gone to court with her uncle over a small amount of money. Although the case was eventually dropped, her uncle's family was implicated and practically relegated to the sidelines within the company.

But what if what the uncle did was more than just lining his own pocket?

She thought for a moment, then took out her car phone and made a call to find someone; she had to find out the truth about this.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yurong called Chen Bozheng again: "Mr. Chen, it's good that the passport has arrived. I look forward to your arrival. Wen Chan will be very happy."

The surgery is imminent.

Wen Chan felt increasingly nervous, but she refused to show it on the surface.

Whether it's Fatty or Jiang Zihan, letting them know they're nervous will only make them more nervous.

However, the feeling of tension cannot be eliminated simply by ignoring it.

The day before the surgery, she could barely eat anything.

Most of the Chinese food that Zhang Yurong had sent over was eaten by Fatty and Sun Xiaojun.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Zihan said with concern, "Sister Wen, you can't go hungry. Is there anything you want to eat? There's a Chinatown in New York. We can go out and buy it for you."

Wen Chan was pleased and said, "No need, I'm really not hungry."

"How about some sandwiches?" the fat man said. "There's a Western restaurant around here that makes pretty good sandwiches. Mike and the others recommended it."

Seeing everyone's concern, Wen Chan had no choice but to say, "Then a sandwich will do, and please get me a fruit salad too."

The fat man and the others agreed, cleared the dinner from the coffee table, and ran out to buy her dinner.

Wen Chan turned on the TV, which was playing a melodramatic romance drama. The handsome men and beautiful women made the plot seem old-fashioned, but the ratings were still quite high.

But she wasn't really thinking about that; her hand instinctively went to her chest.

Even though Zhuo Lai's successful cases were right in front of her, she knew that the success rate of heart bypass surgery was very high, and tomorrow's surgery could be said to be foolproof.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but feel afraid, and her fingers trembled slightly.

"Knock knock—"

A knock came at the door.

Wen Chan assumed that Jiang Zihan and the others had come back to retrieve something they had left behind, and replied, "Come in."

The person unlocked the door and came in.

Footsteps were right behind her.

Wen Chan heard footsteps but didn't move for a while. She looked up in confusion, but couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Chen Bozheng dropped his luggage and hugged Wen Chan tightly.

His stubble prickled Wen Chan's cheek, causing her some pain. Wen Chan buried herself in his arms, the man carrying a faint scent of laundry detergent.

"How...how did you get here?" It took Wen Chan a while to lift her head from Chen Bozheng's embrace and look up at him.

Chen Bo touched her face and pulled her to sit down. "Please ask Miss Zhang to take care of the passport. I think you need to have surgery, and I have to come and be with you no matter what."

"What's going on at the auto repair shop?" Wen Chan asked, her initial surprise fading with worry.

Chen Bozheng said, "It's alright. I've taken a week off. I'll go back after you've finished your surgery and settled down. The auto repair shop is basically up and running now, so it's fine even if I'm not there."

Chen Bozheng was clearly just trying to fool people when he said that.

Wen Chan knew perfectly well that the auto repair shop was booming and extremely busy, so it was impossible for it to be unimportant.

I'm afraid Chen Bozheng was working overtime to finish the work and arrange everything before coming over.

She knew it in her heart, but she didn't say it. Some things are better left unsaid.

"Have you eaten? Fatty and the others went out to buy me sandwiches, we can eat together later," Wen Chan said.

Chen Bozheng laughed and said, "It's good to have a wife, otherwise who would care about me so much?"

When Fatty and the others saw Chen Bozheng coming over, they were startled, but then they were overjoyed.

Fatty quickly placed the sandwiches, salad, and pizza on the table, saying, "Luckily, Xiao Jiang said he was worried that his wife wouldn't like sandwiches, so we bought an extra pizza. This is just right, so both Zheng and his wife can have something to eat."

Jiang Zihan also thought it was a coincidence.

But she was sensible and asked Wen Chan, "Sister, where will Zheng Ge sleep when he comes over? Or should I ask the nurse for a bed? Zheng Ge can share a room with Fatty and the others for the next few nights."

"Okay, let's do it that way."

Wen Chan said.

Fortunately, this ward has two bedrooms and a living room, so there are enough rooms and one more person won't cause any problems.

Jiang Zihan asked Sun Xiaojun to come and help, and they got a cot for her.

at night.

Chen Bozheng went to Wen Chan's room first to talk to her.

Wen Chan invited him to bed. The two leaned against each other on the pillows, holding hands, and neither of them spoke for a long time.

The fat man strained his ears in the next room to listen to what was happening, but he couldn't hear a single sound.

As Jiang Zihan passed by, she glared at the fat man and said, "Fatty, you..."

The fat man gestured to Jiang Zihan as if he were killing a chicken and slitting its throat, but it was too late; Jiang Zihan's voice had already reached Wen Chan's ward.

Hearing the rustling footsteps outside, Wen Chan couldn't help but chuckle, turning her head to look at Chen Bozheng, "They probably think we're doing something shady here."

Chen Bo raised an eyebrow: "You're having surgery tomorrow. If I do that kind of thing now, wouldn't I be inhuman?"

Wen Chan curled her lips, looked him up and down, and her eyes were full of provocation.

Chen Bozheng sighed helplessly and squeezed her hand tightly. "Don't be silly and make fun of me. Once you're better, you can do whatever you want with me."

Seeing his expression, Wen Chan became more obedient and leaned against him. After a while, she suddenly asked, "Do you think I should ask the doctor how long after heart bypass surgery I can have sex?"

"Cough cough cough." Chen Bo choked suddenly, and then bit Wen Chan's hand.

"Oh dear, you were born in the Year of the Dog."

Wen Chan chirped once.

Chen Bozheng said, "That's right, like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart. I was thinking of keeping you company and saying a few words to cheer you up because I was worried you wouldn't be able to sleep, but you're making fun of me instead."

Wen Chan couldn't help but laugh, so hard she couldn't lift her head. "Then would you like me to make fun of you?"

Chen Bo sighed and put his arm around her shoulder. "What can we do? Our Chen family's tradition is that men have to be more tolerant. Even if their wives are mean-spirited, they have to put up with it. That's called the Three Obediences and Four Virtues."

Wen Chan laughed so hard her shoulders shook, then clutched her chest and said, "No, Chen Bozheng, you're not allowed to make me laugh anymore, or I'll have a nervous breakdown."

She was joking, but Chen Bozheng was quite frightened. He raised his hand to press the bell, but Wen Chan quickly grabbed his hand. "What are you doing??"

Chen Bozheng said, "Aren't you feeling unwell?"

Wen Chan was speechless for a moment, then rolled her eyes at him, "I was exaggerating, just exaggerating."

She had barely finished speaking when she saw Chen Bozheng wearing a mocking expression.

Wen Chan realized at this point that Chen Bozheng had tricked her, and she raised her hand and punched Chen Bozheng a few times, saying, "Fine, you lied to me."

Chen Bo laughed heartily and didn't flinch: "This is called reciprocity!"

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and when it was almost ten o'clock, Chen Bozheng stopped Wen Chan from talking and pressed her down to lie down and sleep.

Wen Chan originally thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but who knew that this was the best sleep she had had since coming to the United States.

She slept soundly through the night, waking up around eight in the morning. The New York morning sun was bright and warm, and the white curtains billowed in the wind, as if countless pigeons were fluttering their wings inside.

Smoke and dust rose and fell in the air, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers carried on the wind.

As I opened the door and stepped out, I saw a vase of vibrant roses on the coffee table in the living room.

"Sis, Zheng went out to buy it early this morning."

Jiang Zihan ran over to tell on them.

Wen Chan looked at the flowers, a smile unconsciously playing on her lips. She went over to touch them and asked, "Where is he?"

"Just went out, I don't know where he went."

As soon as Jiang Zihan finished speaking, Chen Bozheng and Fatty and the others came in from outside.

Chen Bozheng saw Wen Chan, his eyes fell on her, and he walked over, took a box out of his pocket and handed it to her: "I went out to take care of some things just now, this is for you."

Wen Chan opened it and glanced at it, then looked at Chen Bozheng, "Isn't this the jade pendant you always carry with you?"

“My grandfather said this jade pendant can protect people from bad luck,” Chen Bozheng said. “I have encountered many things since I was a child, but I have always been able to get away with it safely. I am giving you this jade pendant, and it will definitely help you have a successful surgery today.”

Some things can be said, and some things don't need to be said.

Wen Chan looked at Chen Bozheng but said nothing.

As she was being wheeled into the operating room, Chen Bozheng was by her side. Wen Chan held his hand and said, "When I come out, propose to me again. Let's register our marriage in the United States. I only want a ring, nothing else."

Neither the nurses nor the doctors knew what they were talking about.

Jiang Zihan and the others didn't understand either.

But Chen Bo looked at her and nodded: "Okay, I'll buy the biggest diamond ring."

Wen Chan curled her lips into a smile, called him an idiot, but did not stop him.

She certainly knew that diamond rings were the least valuable collectibles in the world, but would she really sell her diamond ring?

Sometimes, the meaning of something is more important than its value.