In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Yang Chen's wounds had already scabbed over and were almost healed.
Seeing that Yang Chen was alright, Ye Xin started to get busy again. After all, the attempted murder was no small matter and had to be thoroughly investigated.
Yang Chen sat idly in the small garden outside, resting and watching the incoming patients and their accompanying family members, feeling at peace.
At this moment, a young man in a white shirt and dress pants walked over, looking irritable. He sat on the bench next to Yang Chen and lit a cigarette.
Yang Chen was a bit troubled. He had already decided to quit smoking, but this guy was tempting him right beside him.
Yang Chen shook his head and prepared to get up, deciding out of sight, out of mind.
Just then, Chen Siyan jogged over with a lunchbox in her hand.
Looking at Chen Siyan's appearance, Yang Chen couldn't help but remember her as a child. The little girl was still as clumsy as ever, acting like a child.
As she arrived, Chen Siyan said to Yang Chen, "Brother, I brought dumplings I made for you. Eat them while they're hot!"
The young man in dress pants glanced over and couldn't help but take a couple more looks at Chen Siyan. Though she was still young, she was quite developed, with short hair and a delicate face, very pretty indeed.
However, the clothes she wore looked a bit shabby — an outdated lettered T-shirt, denim shorts, and cheap canvas shoes.
Initially, the young man in dress pants was interested in Chen Siyan's appearance, but seeing her clothes, he sneered dismissively and turned his head to continue smoking.
Yang Chen didn't think much of it, finding Chen Siyan quite lovely today.
"Did you make these dumplings yourself?" Yang Chen was pleased. "Let me taste them."
As he spoke, Yang Chen opened the box, picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, tasted it, and praised, "Delicious! Impressive! You can make dumplings yourself now, and they taste so good!"
"Hehe!" Chen Siyan was a bit bashful from the compliment, laughing, "The director taught me."
"Not bad! Tasty indeed! You won't have to worry about food at your in-laws in the future," Yang Chen joked.
"Hmph!" Chen Siyan replied in annoyance, "You speak as though women must cook or they'll starve. Can't men cook too?"
"They can!" Yang Chen quickly said, "Of course, they can! I do the cooking at home, as long as you can find a man willing to cook for you, it's no problem!"
"That sounds better!" Chen Siyan smiled victoriously.
Yang Chen continued to happily eat his dumplings.
"Don't just eat the dumplings; there's soup underneath, have some," Chen Siyan reminded him.
Yang Chen nodded, opened the upper layer, and took a sip of the soup.
Watching Yang Chen eat, Chen Siyan said, "Brother, the holidays are coming soon. When will you take me on a trip?"
Yang Chen thought for a moment and said, "In the next few days. Once I find the time, I'll take you."
Chen Siyan was excited, "Then shall we go to Tian Nan?"
"Sure, let's go to Tian Nan to see the sea of flowers!"
"Great!" Chen Siyan was thrilled.
"By the way, brother, didn't you say you'd let me drive the Mini Cooper? When will you teach me to drive?" Chen Siyan asked again.
Yang Chen laughed, "Want to learn to drive, do you? No problem. I'll call your sister-in-law later to bring the car over, and I'll teach you."
"Really?" Chen Siyan was delighted.
"Of course!" Anyway, Yang Chen had plenty of time at the hospital now; doing nothing was a waste, and there was a vast open space at the back of the hospital.
After finishing the last drop of soup, Yang Chen smiled and said, "Once you've learned and get your license, I'll buy you a car. Whatever you like, I'll get it for you."
"I like Xueqing's Maserati. Can you buy that for me?" Chen Siyan joked.
"Whoa!" Yang Chen was startled by her words, surprised, "You dare to ask for that!"
Chen Siyan laughed, "What? You can't bear to buy it for me?"
"Buy! Of course, I can! If you want it, I'll get it for you!" Yang Chen laughed.
He had only one sister; a Maserati was nothing.
It wasn't like when he first returned, alone. Now that Feike Jewelry and Zika Red Wine had entered the Ningchuan market, buying a Maserati wasn't a big deal.
Hearing this, Chen Siyan was satisfied, smiling, "Alright, I was kidding. How could I ask for such an expensive car? Just get me something like a Polo. You pay the down payment, and I'll pay the installment myself."
Yang Chen shook his head, "No need. I promised you a Maserati Quattroporte, and that's what you'll get. On the day you get your license, I'll buy it for you!"
The young man in dress pants couldn't take it any longer. He threw away the cigarette butt and said, "Damn! Will you die without bragging? Are you two serious? I'm the only one here, and you're flaunting in front of me. Is that fun? A Maserati, huh, look at how shabby you two look; you probably can't even afford a Hongguang minivan!"
"How can you speak like that! My brother and I are chatting here—what business is it of yours!" Chen Siyan was furious.
Yang Chen frowned, staring at the man, his face growing sterner.
"Is this talking? Is this chatting? It sounds like pure showing off, like I can't tell. Idiots!" The man in dress pants cursed.
Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Yang Chen's eagle eyes as he suddenly stood up.
Yang Chen, nearly six foot three, with solid muscles and a fierce aura, stood like a charging lion, scaring the man in dress pants into taking two steps back, his hands subconsciously guarding in front of him, "W-What do you want! Can't I even comment on your bragging!"
Yang Chen approached the man in dress pants step by step, his voice growing smaller and more timid.
"I…I just said it casually. What are you going to do!" The man in dress pants was almost shaking in fear.
"What do you think I want to do?" Yang Chen looked down at the barely five-six man in dress pants and asked.
"I…I don't know…I don't know what you want to do…"
Yang Chen coldly smiled, raised his hand, and said, "I want to hit you. Is that okay?"
The man in dress pants was terrified, covering his head, "No hitting here! There's security. If you hit me, I'll call them!"
Yang Chen sneered, grabbed the man's shirt collar, and shouted, "I WILL hit you! Go ahead, call for security!"
Then, he raised his hand and slapped the man in dress pants across the face, knocking him to the ground.
The man in dress pants covered his face, nearly in tears.
Yang Chen pointed at him and said, "What I say here is none of your business! Even if I blow a hole in the sky, it's none of your concern! Don't ask for trouble. Get lost!"
Hearing the word "get lost," the man in dress pants acted like he'd been granted amnesty, quickly getting up and running out, all the while pointing at Yang Chen and shouting, "Don't leave if you have the guts! Don't leave if you dare!"