Chapter 149 Make Him Feel Bad
“You…” The man that was being stepped on the ground couldn’t speak from the pain. He did not expect that Qin Muchen would actually beat him right there on the street.
Other drivers were getting down from their cars and coming over as well. Some of them had started to defend the man, but they all fell silent under Qin Muchen’s stare.
Qin Muchen lifted his foot off the man and turned back to the car. He wrote a cheque, flung it at the man and drove off.
The guy Qin Muchen stepped on was on the verge of saying something in his embarrassment when he was struck dumb by the number of zeros on the cheque. As if nothing had happened, he brushed the dirt off his clothes and went back to his car.
No one in the crowd had thought of calling the police.
Beating up the guy did not do anything to quell Qin Muchen’s anger. He was still fuming when he stopped by a bar, though he did not forget to bring Beef with him when he went in.
The car-sick Beef tottered after Qin Muchen.
Unsurprisingly, Qin Muchen and his puppy were stopped at the door by the doorman.
Qin Muchen merely glanced at the doorman and he went straight in. He flicked a card onto the counter. “A private room.”
The receptionist saw the limited edition Black Card and immediately arranged a private box for him.
No one dared to utter a word as Qin Muchen led Beef into the room.
He ordered the whole row of wine on the menu as Beef sat down looking at him from the side.
Qin Muchen sipped his wine and turned to look at his dog. He grabbed a wine glass and poured Beef some wine.
Beef curiously lapped up some of the wine, then everything seemed to sway around it. It wanted to come close to rub against Qin Muchen, but it fell after a few unsteady steps. The puppy tried to get up again.
Qin Muchen watched Beef for a while, then carried it up onto the sofa. There was a rare gentleness in his eyes as he whispered somewhat amusedly, “So this is what she meant when she talked about getting a dog.”
At least dogs don’t betray you, he thought. As long as you’re good to a dog, it will never leave you for anyone else. Unlike that heartless woman. At this thought, his eyes darkened. He opened another bottle of wine, threw back his head and drank.
Beef whine uncomfortably. It wriggled its way across the sofa to snuggle up against Qin Muchen.
When Su Ziyue woke up, all she could see was a sea of white.
In a daze, she smelled the scent of disinfectant. She turned her head and saw medical equipment. She realized that she was in the hospital.
Oh right, Qin Muchen. She remembered him.
Su Ziyue struggled to sit up on the bed. She saw that there was no one else in the room and that she was wearing a hospital gown.
She plucked out the needle from the back of her hand. Just as she was getting out of bed barefooted, a nurse walked in.
“Ah, you’re awake!” the young nurse said when she saw Su Ziyue getting up.
“Hello, where’s my phone?” Su Ziyue asked the nurse. She desperately wanted to call Qin Muchen.
“It’s in the bedside drawer, but the battery’s flat now. There was a call earlier and I answered it for you. He should be on his way here now. You don’t mind, do you?” the nurse added apologetically. The call came when this beautiful lady was unconscious. The caller sounded anxious when he was told the patient was involved in a car accident. Thinking perhaps he was a good friend of the patient, the nurse gave him the hospital location. Then the phone battery suddenly went flat after that.
Su Ziyue shook her head. “No problem. Thanks.” She turned around, pulled open the bedside drawer and found her phone.
The phone battery really was dead; she couldn’t turn it on at all.
She was barefoot and out of bed, so the nurse hurriedly said, “You’d better lie down. Since you’re awake now, I’ll get the doctor in to see you.”
Su Ziyue fruitlessly tried the phone again, then defeatedly turned to the nurse. “Sorry, what’s the time now?”
“Now? It’s around midnight.” The nurse lowered the now nearly empty IV bag to a hook beside the bed and replaced it with a new one before she added, “Come and lie down. We need to give you some more fluids.”
Already around midnight…
Su Ziyue didn’t hear the nurse’s instruction; her heart was all in a panic. “Can you lend me a phone charger?”
“Sure! Wait a moment.” The nurse promptly turned and left. She had just started her internship here and was eager to please.
Before long, she came back with a doctor and a phone charger.
“No big issues. The wound on your forehead isn’t deep, so it should heal in a few days. You’ll be discharged tomorrow.” With that, the doctor and nurse left.
Su Ziyue charged her phone and turned it on—there wasn’t even one missed call.
Qin Muchen was mad, but was he this mad? She had not returned home all night, yet he did not even call once. She was dumbfounded.
At that moment, someone came through the door hesitantly. At the sight of Su Ziyue sitting on the bed, he bounded into the room, looking anxious as he quickly asked in a caring tone, “Ziyue, are you alright?”
Su Ziyue looked up. It was Gong Zeyang again.
She was tired of hiding her disgust for Gong Zeyang. “What are you doing here?” She scowled at him.
Gong Zeyang ignored the meanness in her tone and walked to the bed. “I heard that you were in a car accident,” he replied anxiously. “I was so worried.”
Su Ziyue ignored him and continued to dial for Qin Muchen on her phone.
That petty man. I can’t believe he hasn’t called or came looking for me yet. Fine, go ahead and not answer my calls! When I go home tomorrow, I’ll tell him I was in a car crash. That’ll make him feel bad!
Gong Zeyang’s face was expressionless. Su Ziyue was completely ignoring him, and his sharp eyes could still catch who she was trying to call, despite his embarrassment over her frostiness. “Where’s Qin Muchen? Why isn’t he here?” he asked.
“None of your concern,” she snapped, not even lifting her head to look at him; her attention was all on her phone. “Why don’t you just leave? I’m feeling even worse with you around. The doctor said I need more rest.”
He just assumed he must have done something earlier to make her angry and seeing that she was not seriously injured, he decided to leave her for now and visit again tomorrow.
Su Ziyue was familiar with Qin Muchen’s habit. After calling three times and receiving no answer, she stopped trying.
She slept badly all night. Everytime she was on the edge of falling asleep, she’d hear the phone ringing, but as her eyes flew open each time, there was never any phone call; it was all in her head. The night passed slowly in this befuddled manner.
She woke up early the next morning. Only after checking out of the hospital at the counter did she suddenly remember that she had hit someone’s car the night before.
She asked the nurse, “Didn’t I hit someone the day before? What happened to the driver?”
“The driver’s fine. He had to go after sending you here, but he left a phone number.” At this, the nurse passed her the number.
