The down payment quickly reached five million.
Jiang Nan Fang checked her phone, satisfied, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes, and said to Zhan Bei Jue.
"Alright, I'm not leaving. That's all for today. Goodnight."
"I'm going to sleep. 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 wanted to roll her eyes at him.
There was only one hospital bed, and he was occupying it.
It was as if there was somewhere else 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 unwell in the middle of the night? If you're so far away, how will you hear me if I call you?"
Was it that serious?
It was just a leg injury, not a heart condition, was he afraid she would suddenly die in the night?
Jiang Nan Fang retorted coldly.
"I said I'm the boss. You've only just finished speaking and you're already trying to take charge again?"
Zhan Bei Jue: "It's not that I want to take charge, it's that I'm worried if I suddenly die in the middle of the night, you won't be able to explain yourself even if you're innocent."
"Given my current state, you can't do anything even if you lie next to me. Why the strict precautions?"
Jiang Nan Fang thought about it.
He was half a cripple now. What could happen even if they shared the same blanket?
If something happened to him in the middle of the night and he died, wouldn't she be the prime suspect?
She went to ask the nurse for a folding bed again, placed it next to Zhan Bei Jue's bed, spread the blankets, turned off the lights, and they lay down side by side.
Although not a word was spoken, in the faint light from outside, Jiang Nan Fang could be seen lying calmly beside him.
Feeling her presence enveloping him, Zhan Bei Jue was already very satisfied.
Moreover, Jiang Nan Fang had this magical power that was more effective than sleeping pills.
No matter when she lay beside Zhan Bei Jue, no matter how severe his insomnia was before, 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 in the past two days, and her mind hadn't caught up yet.
Jiang Nan Fang couldn't think of any other reason.
They slept through the night until past eight in the morning, not even noticing when the nurse came to check on them.
Hearing that her son was in a bad mood and had spilled the chicken soup the day before, Mrs. Zhan arrived at the hospital early in the morning with soup she had personally prepared.
Unexpectedly, when the ward door was pushed open, her son was not the only one in the room.
Two beds were pushed together, two heads were close to each other, and her son was sleeping soundly.
The ward was quiet, and the atmosphere was unusually peaceful.
Seeing that her son had finally calmed down, Mrs. Zhan tiptoed to the hospital bed with the thermos.
She peeked inside and was almost angered to death.
The person accompanying him was not Ah Zhong.
The one who could make Zhan Bei Jue so quiet was actually Jiang Nan Fang, that damned slut she had just scolded a couple of days ago!
She had already said in front of everyone that it was impossible to let her enter the Zhan family, yet she still came to harass Zhan Bei Jue!
Not only harassing him, but sleeping here at night, how shameless could this woman be?
Unable to contain her anger, Mrs. Zhan placed the thermos on the ground and yanked off Jiang Nan Fang's blanket.
"Bitch, who told you to come here?!"
"I've told you many times not to go near my son, yet you won't let him rest even when he's hospitalized. How can you be so shameless?"
Feeling a sudden chill on her body, she heard a scream.
Jiang Nan Fang's eyes snapped open with a jolt. The first thing she saw was Mrs. Zhan's face contorted with excessive anger.
She knew she would encounter her at the hospital, and she knew this scene would play out again.
She had already prepared herself mentally, so she wasn't surprised.
She glanced at the woman and calmly turned her gaze towards Zhan Bei Jue, contemplating how to handle the situation.
Zhan Bei Jue was naturally woken up by Mrs. Zhan's sudden scream.
He frowned, rubbed his slightly messy hair, and looked at Mrs. Zhan.
"Didn't I tell you I didn't want to see you again and that you shouldn't come here? Why are you here again?"
"Please speak more politely. Jiang Nan Fang was invited by me. She is my guest. You'd better not speak rudely to my guest."
"What? You invited her? She's your guest? And you're saying I'm speaking rudely to her?"
Mrs. Zhan never expected her son to speak to her like this in front of this woman.
Seeing her about to explode with anger, Jiang Nan Fang felt that Zhan Bei Jue still had a sliver of humanity.
A woman like this, a tigress, deserved to be dealt with!
Jiang Nan Fang had argued with her enough and was tired of it. She had no intention of arguing with Mrs. Zhan anymore.
Seeing that Zhan Bei Jue had taken over the conversation and the blanket had been thrown to the ground, she simply got up.
She got out of bed expressionlessly, slipped on her slippers, and headed for the bathroom.
Mrs. Zhan grabbed her hand.
"Where are you going? I haven't finished speaking, where are you going?"
"Jiang Nan Fang, you don't care how much I scold you. You've decided that you want to do this for the rest of your life..."
Before Jiang Nan Fang could push her hand away, Zhan Bei Jue sat up, his expression cold, supporting himself with his arm.
"Let go of her. Please speak with some respect."
"You are, after all, an educated intellectual woman, Ms. Zhou. Can you please stop shouting in my hospital room?"
"..."
Before Mrs. Zhan could finish speaking, she was cut off by her son again.
Jiang Nan Fang loved to see such scenes. She sneered, pushed her hand away, and deliberately hummed a tune as she walked towards the bathroom.
Behind her, the mother and son started arguing.
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 Mrs. Zhan.
"Don't treat me with this kind of self-righteous kindness. I don't need it."
"Are you so insane 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 now? If I hadn't done this, you would be 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 kind of twisted maternal love frightens me. I don't want to waste any more words with you about these matters. You should leave."
"Go back to Northern Europe. We'll live our own lives, and perhaps we can 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?
That day, when the incident happened, it was his own deliberate act?
Mrs. Zhan felt a little flustered, but she maintained her composure.
"What do you mean? You want to sever our mother-son relationship? You've really grown up and become independent, daring to dislike your mother?"
"I'm already thirty years old. Even if I were only three, I couldn't acknowledge a terrifying mother like you."