Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 191: 147 Fifth Master: All the Firsts Are for You (3 More Updates)_2 In recent years, conflicts between hospitals and patients have becincreasingly prominent; before understanding the ins and outs, people would first curse at the hospital and doctors.

"Tang Wan, didn't the police get involved? Was there no result?" Tang Wan asked, as the issue had been going on for days and the police had cseveral times.

"It's hard to mediate." After chatting for a while longer, the old man fell asleep. Tang Wan walked over to Jiang Jinsang and whispered, "Why don't you go hand sleep tonight?" There was only one foldable small bed for the person staying with the patient, which couldn't accommodate two people. Every night, Jiang Jinsang almost always slept leaning in a chair; it really was uncomfortable for him. "Don't you wantto stay with you?" he whispered back, his voice gentle, deep, and magnetic.

The eyelids of the old man lying in bed twitched.

"It's really not comfortable to rest here at the hospital...' "Do you wantto stay with you?" Jiang Jinsang seemed to completely ignore what she had said, put down the book he was holding, and stood up to walk closer to her.

"I wasn't talking about that; I can take care of it alone." "Then do you wantto stay with you?" he leaned in closer, his voice almost pressed against her ear, “Hmm? Say something." As night fell and the air grew slightly cooler, the hospital beceven quieter. Tang Wan felt her heartbeat and breathing beside her ear, utterly flustered.

"If you don't speak, it must mean you want to, right?" Jiang Jinsang chuckled softly, leaning in closer.

"What are you doing, Grandpa is still here." "We'll be quiet..." Old Mr. Tang's eyelids twitched violently.

When had they progressed to this stage? Despite his age, he couldn't contain his wildly beating, gossip-hungry heart, but given the situation, he couldn't open his eyes, his heart pounding furiously.

He felt he might really be on the verge of a heart attack! Tang Wan was both embarrassed and flustered. What was she expected to do with him? And quietly? "Feeling embarrassed?" Jiang Jinsang was truly bold, completely unconcerned that there was another person in the room.

Before Tang Wan could speak, the old man heard the sound of the curtain sliding gently; there were curtains around the hospital bed for privacy during examinations or when undressing.

He then knew that the curtains by his bed had been drawn, and even if he wanted to sneak a peek, there was no way.

"It's okay now." Jiang Jinsang pulled the curtain shut again and looked back at Tang Wan.

Tang Wan was torn between laughing and crying; this act was like revealing a poorly kept secret - her Grandpa was still there.

"Did I go too far that night a few days ago? Is that why you've been avoidinglately?" Lately, Tang Wan had been running between the hospital and home, so they hadn't had much opportunity to talk.

That night a few days ago! Old Mr. Tang breathed heavily, excited! His great-grandson, was he settling down? His hands trembled with excitement.

"No." The reason Tang Wan was embarrassed to face him was her own.

"Really not?" Jiang Jinsang moved closer to her.

As soon as she nodded, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"You..." "Shh-" Jiang Jinsang pointed towards the curtained-off hospital bed, making a silencing gesture at her, which frustrated Tang Wan and reddened her face; yet he tilted his head to touch her mouth corner again.

Tang Wan held her breath and felt suffocated, her face flushed crimson, spreading even to her ears and neck. "Have you really never had a girlfriend before?" Tang Wan felt he was too skillful.

"Why do you ask that?" "It doesn't feel like it's your first time.” Discussing ex-partners when in a relationship was a taboo; if you were truly in love, it brought out possessive and oddly jealous traits.

"Jealous?" "No." Tang Wan sat on the chair, picked up the book Jiang Jinsang was halfway through, and pretended to be indifferent.

Jiang Jinsang stood in front of her. Tang Wan frowned, looking up at him, "You're blocking my light." But he suddenly leaned forward, his hands resting on the armrests of the chair, trapping her beneath him, lowering himself closer, his breath brushing past her, Tang Wan's fingers tightly clutching the book.

"What are you doing?" "All my first times were for you." He spoke with absolute certainty, seriously looked at her, and spoke earnestly, which made Tang Wan somewhat at a loss. She coughed softly, lowering her voice, "I know." The old man lay on the hospital bed, pretending to sleep while straining his ears to listen to the gossip, exhausted. Yet he hadn't caught a word of what the two people behind had been whispering.

It made his breathing uneasy.

He closed his eyes, losing all sense of time, only aware that someone had left, and then the curtain by his bed was pulled open, and a voice suddenly cto his ear.

"Wanwan has left. You must be feeling quite uncomfortable, your face has turned red." Old Tang suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him fiercely.

This little scoundrel! Isn't this because of you? ** The next morning Around seven o'clock, Fan Mingyu specifically made breakfast and brought it over.

"Auntie, actually the hospital cafeteria has everything, you really don't have to cover every day." The Jiang family was too polite; Tang Wan felt this kindness might never be repaid.

"It's no trouble." Her second son finally had a girl he liked, so she would, no matter what, keep Tang Wan here.

"You seem especially happy today." Jiang Jinsang knew his mother well.

“Last night, I tricked your brother; he's going to have a blind date in a couple of days," Fan Mingyu smiled, "This isn't just any girl; it's from that family..." If Jiang Yanting took a liking, it meant the lifelong matters of his two sons would be settled this year, and Fan Mingyu was undoubtedly happy.

"Tricked him? And he believed it?" "He agreed anyway." "Do you think he'll really go?" Jiang Yanting had abandoned things halfway through before.

"So this time, I and Zeyan's mother have agreed that there would be two girls from that family, to avoid the awkwardness of just meeting one. With both of them going, they can keep each other company and supervise each other as well." Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow, "Zeyan probably won't go, either."

"They don't get to decide this time." Fan Mingyu spoke with certainty, evidently having settled the matter, "I don't expect them to actually fall for En: each other and get married immediately. Even making friends is good; who knows, they might be suitable." Tang Wan almost couldn't help but laugh aloud. What sin had Qi Zeyan committed to know these people and subsequently suffer this type of ordeal? And at this moment, Qi Zeyan received a message that Jiang Yanting was going on a blind date. He feared that he would abandon it halfway and asked him to supervise. Jiang Yanting received the smessage about him.

Both went with the principle of supervising while enjoying the show, without prior negotiation. Since Jiang Jinsang knew Jiang Yanting had been tricked into going, he kept silent, following the principle of just watching the unfold.

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Around eight in the morning, the doctor began his rounds. Zhou Zhongqing, responsible for very few patients, mostly handled complicated cases. When he entered the ward to inquire about Old Tang's condition, there was turmoil on the sfloor. It sounded like reporters were involved.

"...Why can't you cure her? Call Zhou Zhongqing from your hospital; he can definitely cure her!" "You calling Dr. Zhou won't help, he can't treat your grandmother's illness..." the nurse patiently explained.

Zhou Zhongqing was an authority in a certain field but couldn't treat everything!

"It's not that he can't treat her, it's that he doesn't want to! Experts only treat the privileged, don't think I don't know about the old man living on that side, who comes from a wealthy and influential family, so you give him a green channel! You ignore our life and death...” Zhou Zhongqing was examining the old man when he heard this; the two of them exchanged glances.

Due to the hospital security stopping them, neither the reporters nor the patient's family members could cover. Instead, the subsequent reports about this healthcare dispute were completely skewed... Previously, everyone was discussing who was right or wrong between the hospital and the patient, but now they unanimously condemned: [Does the hospital provide a green channel for rich people!] Suddenly, the public opinion uproar began again.