Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Jiang Jinsang seemed to see a white fog before his eyes. Having had his eyes closed for too long and remained in the dark, it seemed he was still unable to adjust to the brightness in front of him. He could hear voices, but everything in front of him appeared as a blur.

”Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou—” Tang Wan, who usually maintained her composure, was now clutching a towel as she pushed open Zhou Zhongqing’s office door.

Zhou Zhongqing was not scheduled for surgery tonight and was wearing the neck massager she had gifted him, preparing to rest when she startled him nearly causing him to fall off the chair.

”What’s wrong!” He thought something had happened to Jiang Jinsang.

”He’s awake, he’s awake!”

...

Zhou Zhongqing hurriedly ran to the hospital room, and because of Tang Wan’s shout, everyone on the floor knew that Jiang Jinsang had awoken. Fortunately, this ward had few people and it wasn’t too late, but it still disturbed others’ rest. On her way back, Tang Wan, if encountering any patients or family members who poked their heads out, kept apologizing profusely.

The news of Jiang Jinsang’s awakening quickly spread, and by then it was nearly nine in the evening. The old lady had already gone to bed but dressed again to personally visit the hospital.

Smiling, she kept muttering,

”This boy, always causing trouble since he was little, worrying people. I didn’t expect he’d still be the same grown up. How nice it would have been if he woke up during the day, but he had to wait until it was dark, and everyone was asleep. It tires out my old bones...”

After regaining consciousness, Jiang Jinsang was quickly surrounded by some medical staff. His mouth was too dry and his throat too hoarse to talk, his body lacked strength, and he could only manage to make a gesture of lifting his arm.

Tang Wan stood by, biting her lip, her eyes welling up with tears.

These past few days, everyone kept saying that surgery wasn’t the hardest part; the first step was a successful surgery, and what followed would be even harder...

Every time she heard that, he had not awakened yet. Watching him just lying there, how could she not be anxious?

Finally, he had awakened...

”Xiaowu, lift your right hand,” Zhou Zhongqing said excitedly as well.

Jiang Jinsang heard him, blinked, raised his hand, stretched his leg...

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tang Wan taking sharp breaths as if she wanted to cry, looking thinner too, which naturally pained his heart. He raised his hand, wanting to touch her...

Just as he lifted it, Zhou Zhongqing pressed it down again, ”Now lift your right leg.”

Jiang Jinsang frowned, continued to reach out his hand; his throat hurt too much to speak, so he could only try to reach Tang Wan...

After several attempts to lift it, Zhou Zhongqing pressed it down again: ”Can’t you hear my instructions? I said leg, not hand... Why do you keep lifting your hand?”

Tang Wan also noticed his continuous hand-reaching, yet she didn’t quite grasp what he was trying to do.

Still foolishly looking at Zhou Zhongqing, she asked a question that almost made Jiang Jinsang vomit blood:

”Did Brother Five damage his brain?”

Is this something one’s own wife should say?

Jiang Jinsang sighed heavily, put down his arm, and per Zhou Zhongqing’s instructions, stretched his arms, kicked his legs...

”It’s fine now, next is just to recuperate well.” Zhou Zhongqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, turning to Tang Wan, ”Don’t worry, his brain should be fine.”

Although it was already very late, still quite a few people trickled in...

Qi Zeyan, who had been working overtime at the company, also ran over to take a look.

As he was leaving, Tang Wan walked him out, he frowned slightly, ”I feel like the way he was looking at me was a bit strange.”

”Uncle Zhou said, he could hear and probably remember what we said, so...” Tang Wan smiled, these past days he had ”scolded” the harshest.

Qi Zeyan felt a chill blow over, his back of the neck felt chilly, and he fled the hospital like escaping.