21 – This Man is Too Unruly
“Ning Dai, I am your attending physician. I need to know your current condition,” Zuo Ye said sternly, putting away his smile.
From the onset of Ning Dai’s illness until now, his attending physician had transitioned from Zuo Ye’s father to Zuo Ye himself, and there had never been such a significant change during this period.
Tang Qianluo had influenced Ning Dai—she could even sway his decisions!
“I’m fine.”
Not just fine—he was exceptionally well. He had bound her to him!
“Ning Dai, your nerves are fragile. I’ve emphasized this countless times. Do you want what happened ten years ago to occur again?” Zuo Ye frowned deeply, his voice tinged with displeasure.
“Zuo Ye!” Ning Dai growled in a low voice, the coldness in his eyes startling.
That incident was a forbidden topic—no one dared to mention it, and no one wanted to.
When Tang Qianluo returned, she noticed the awkward atmosphere in the room. She shuffled over to the two men and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
Zuo Ye laughed heartily and said, “It’s nothing. Our President Ning just isn’t cooperating because he’s afraid of the pain.”
“Is it very painful?” Tang Qianluo furrowed her brow and reached out to gently touch Ning Dai’s injured area, but she trembled and withdrew her hand, afraid of hurting him.
Ning Dai shook his head. In his illness, he was uncharacteristically gentle.
“Hospitalization is unavoidable. You’ll need to stay for three days for observation. If there are no issues, we’ll discuss further treatment,” Zuo Ye instructed, handing over a sheet of paper filled with precautions. “Your right hand must not bear any weight again, or it will become very troublesome.”
Tang Qianluo took the note and looked at the long list of precautions. She had reason to believe Zuo Ye was messing with her.
“I understand the situation,” Ning Dai said to Zuo Ye.
The implication was clear: you can leave now.
Zuo Ye felt he would eventually be driven to an early grave by Ning Dai—sooner or later!
Ning Dai was staying in the most luxurious VIP ward at Capital University, which was no different from an ordinary home—it even had a kitchenette.
After reviewing the precautions and confirming there were no dietary restrictions, Tang Qianluo cooked some vegetable porridge for Ning Dai.
“Eat something, or your stomach will hurt.”
Tang Qianluo felt that since getting married, if nothing else, her porridge-making skills had definitely improved. She fed him spoonful by spoonful, but after just one bite, Ning Dai shook his head and refused to eat more.
“Are you feeling unwell?” She hadn’t cooked much, and he usually could finish it without a problem.
“Yes, nauseous.”
A side effect of the concussion. Tang Qianluo frowned and sat by the bed, massaging his temples.
Ning Dai let out a low moan of comfort, causing Tang Qianluo to blush.
This man was too seductive!
Ning Dai shifted, resting his head on Tang Qianluo’s lap, enjoying her massage and inhaling her pleasant scent.
“Do you really like peach-scented body wash?” Ning Dai asked softly.
Tang Qianluo paused for a moment before nodding. “Yes.”
“There was someone who also liked it very much. Whether it was body wash, shampoo, or even laundry detergent, she preferred peach scent, just like you.”
“Who was she?”
Instead of an answer, Tang Qianluo was met with Ning Dai’s steady, heavy breathing as he fell asleep.
Over the next three days, Tang Qianluo fully experienced what it meant to live like a servant—fetching tea, pouring water, and being at his beck and call.
If Ning Dai didn’t recover soon, she might be the next one hospitalized!Due to his hospitalization, Ning Dai had no choice but to bring his work to the hospital. Despite his injury, his kingly demeanor when facing work could not be concealed.
“Is this your proposal?” Ning Dai lowered his gaze, scrutinizing the folder in his hand.
The manager trembled as he replied with his head bowed, “Yes, yes.”
Ji Xianyang looked at Ning Dai’s expressionless face and silently lit a candle of sympathy for the marketing manager in his heart.
“Ning Dai.” Suddenly, Tang Qianluo’s voice rang out as she approached them carrying a fruit platter. “It’s time for fruit.”
Ji Xianyang stared at Tang Qianluo in horror. Everyone in the capital knew how much Ning Dai hated being interrupted during work!
A second candle was already lit.
“Have you eaten?” Ning Dai asked in return.
Ji Xianyang almost doubted his ears. Seriously, boss? You’re not angry?
Tang Qianluo shook her head and said, “You eat first. You need to take medicine afterward. Don’t just focus on work—balance work with rest.”
“Mm, that’s enough for today. We’ll handle the follow-up matters when I return to the company.”
The marketing manager fled as if relieved of a heavy burden. He couldn’t stand another minute in that hospital room.
Ji Xianyang suddenly seemed to understand something. It looked like all future proposals should be submitted only when the CEO’s wife was present!
“Mo Qi was here earlier and brought a formal suit. Is there some important event?” Tang Qianluo asked as she sat down beside Ning Dai.
“Yes, tomorrow is the old master’s birthday.”
Tang Qianluo’s eyes widened. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
Was he planning to surprise her by telling her tomorrow? Such a big event, and she hadn’t prepared anything!
Ning Dai noticed Tang Qianluo’s surprise. He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, saying, “I’ve prepared the gift. You can just give it to the old master directly.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a chess set. The old master enjoys playing chess, so I had one custom-made from jade for him.”
At that moment, Tang Qianluo felt like she could almost kneel and thank Ning Dai. A chess set made from jade—with her financial situation, just one chess piece would probably bankrupt her!
In the evening, Tang Qianluo went to the floor-to-ceiling window to plan her live-streaming schedule. She had been too lax recently, and if this continued, she wouldn’t just fail to strike it rich—she’d struggle to support herself.
“What are you doing?” Ning Dai’s deep voice sounded.
Tang Qianluo turned to answer but found herself face-to-face with Ning Dai’s lean, bare upper body.
His hair was still dripping, water droplets sliding down his jawline, past his Adam’s apple, and along his abs. He held a towel in one hand, drying his hair, his movements slightly clumsy due to the inconvenience.
Ning Dai was unintentionally seductive, completely unaware that Tang Qianluo was already secretly swallowing hard.
“Hmm?” The husky tone carried a hint of amusement, and Tang Qianluo nearly drowned in that single syllable.
“Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” Tang Qianluo asked, turning her head away with a blush.
“Have you ever seen anyone take a shower with clothes on?” Ning Dai replied as he sat down beside her.
Perhaps because he had just showered, his warm presence, mingled with the moisture, enveloped Tang Qianluo.
Instantly, Tang Qianluo flushed crimson from her neck to the tips of her ears.
Damn! That’s so unfair!
“Tomorrow, many people from the Ning Family will be here. I might be stretched thin, so you’ll need to take care of yourself.”Ning Dai spoke with a tenderness Tang Qianluo had never experienced before. She couldn’t understand how a mere car accident could cause such a dramatic change in Ning Dai.
Had his brain completely malfunctioned?
“I’m going to sleep!” Tang Qianluo abruptly snapped her laptop shut and dashed back to her bedroom like the wind.
Watching the little white rabbit flee in panic, Ning Dai’s lips curled into a meaningful, enigmatic smile.
This is much more interesting, my little rabbit.