QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 218 - 8.5

The doctor’s changed opinion of Jiang Jiamian ended the very next day after the plaster cast was removed.

"Ahhhhh!"

In the rehabilitation room, screams that sounded like ghosts howling and wolves wailing echoed through the air.

Even the corridor outside was filled with Jiang Jiamian’s heart-wrenching cries.

His doctor calmly stuffed the cotton ball back into his ear, silently guarding against potential eardrum damage.

He quickly took back everything he had thought yesterday.

This was still the pampered young master, more polite, perhaps, but definitely not calm.

Just from the sound alone, one could tell someone was undergoing leg rehabilitation. But if you didn’t know better, you’d think the hospital had started slaughtering pigs.

In the corridor, Fu Yanchen, being pushed in a wheelchair by the housekeeper, frowned slightly as the howls reached his ears. "Doctor Fang, since when did your hospital start butchering pigs?"

Doctor Fang, who was walking behind him, gave a slightly awkward smile and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Ah, that might be coming from the rehabilitation room. There are quite a few patients with bone injuries doing therapy there, so... loud noises happen sometimes. But as for something this loud, well... cough, this is the first time."

Seeing Fu Yanchen’s brows still tightly knit, Doctor Fang realized he might be irritated by the noise. He hesitated, then asked carefully, "Shall I tell them to take a short break?"

In the rehabilitation room, the system stared blankly at Jiang Jiamian, who was smiling and tearing up at the same time, "Host, did the pain shielding function fail? But according to the system’s calculations, it should last for three days. Today is only the second day."

Jiang Jiamian took a deep breath. "Some things are better left unsaid." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

If everything was going as planned, the fish should’ve noticed the bait by now.

It would bite soon.

The system blinked, half-understanding, "Oh... okay."

"Doctor Xue, excuse me."

Just as Jiang Jiamian’s voice fell in his sea of consciousness, the door to the recovery room opened. A middle-aged man in gold-rimmed glasses stepped in.

"Director Fang!"

The moment he saw who it was, Dr. Xue immediately stopped what he was doing. "Director Fang, do you have any arrangements?"

Director Fang was a well-known figure in the Orthopedics Department, considered a true master in his field. The hospital dean had personally recruited him two years ago. As a fellow doctor in the same department, Dr. Xue held him in high esteem and deep respect.

Director Fang waved his hand and lowered his voice slightly. "Nothing urgent. It’s just that my special patient is here, and as you know, he can’t tolerate noise. If you’re not in a rush, I’d suggest taking a short break and continuing once he leaves."

"Why!"

Before Dr. Xue could respond, Jiang Jiamian spoke up loudly, too loudly. His voice practically echoed into the hallway, "I’ve already been suffering for so long, and now you want to stop halfway? Leave me hanging in pain just to wait around for the second half? No way! If we’re doing it, we’re finishing it in one go! He’s a patient? So am I! Even if God himself walks through that door, you’re finishing my session first!"

Dr. Xue, a little flustered by the outburst, patted Jiang Jiamian’s calf gently. "I just thought it might be good to rest a bit, you look like you’re in a lot of pain. Go back and put on the ice pack and apply it for a while."

Jiang Jiamian flopped back onto the small bed with a look of stubborn defiance. "Fine, I’ll stop. But I’m not leaving. I’m in pain, I can’t move. I’ll just lie here and watch. Once your so-called special patient is done, then I’ll continue. Otherwise, let me go first and let him wait, don’t try to cut in line."

Dr. Xue looked helplessly between Director Fang and the uncooperative Jiang Jiamian. He was clearly caught in the middle. "Director Fang, what do you think we should do?"

"I thought it was someone else."

Just when the atmosphere among them was tense, Fu Yanchen followed Director Fang into the rehabilitation room. His eyes fell on Jiang Jiamian’s face and scanned it, "So, it’s the fiance of my good brother."

It turned out to be that idiot.

He had people monitoring the news over there, how could he not know who Jiang Jiamian was, Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance.

He also knew all about the ridiculous things this fool had been up to lately.

Apparently, after a failed plot against someone, he was pushed down the stairs, injured, and admitted to the hospital.

It seemed to have been half a month ago.

Fu Yanchen knew all this but had no interest in that whole group of fools and clowns, including Fu Xiaoyuan.

Especially not Fu Xiaoyuan. If his legs hadn’t been disabled, how could that idiot have replaced him as heir to the Fu family?

Fu Yanchen never believed the leg injury was just an accident. At first, he even suspected Fu Xiaoyuan.

But after checking into it, he found Fu Xiaoyuan neither had the guts nor the means.

Now, he had a vague suspicion in his heart, but no proof.

If the person he suspected really was behind it, then he wouldn’t hesitate to disregard blood ties.

And as for Fu Xiaoyuan, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Yet today, unexpectedly, he found himself face to face with Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance.

"Oh my, isn’t this my brother-in-law? Who did you think I was?"

Jiang Jiamian pretended to be surprised and sat up from the small bed. "Since we are all family, there is no need to be polite. Please begin your session. I’ll sit here quietly and won’t disturb you."

"Heh."

Fu Yanchen glanced at him coldly, "Your face really looks as stupid as you are."

Jiang Jiamian’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t help but raise his hand to touch the two wounds on his face that had not healed yet, and said speechlessly, "I fell, okay? I don’t want to mention how handsome I was before that."

Fu Yanchen sneered, "That’s why I said you are stupid."

According to the information he got, it seems that this is already a compliment to describe him as stupid.

First, his eyesight must be terrible. He actually likes a waste like Fu Xiaoyuan, even goes toe-to-toe with that Tang Tang for that piece of trash, and turns word stupid into an art form every single day.

What a good show these three people make.

Fu Xiaoyuan clings desperately to his status as heir, trampling his fiance’s feelings while preaching that true love comes first. And let’s not even get started on how greedy he is. Then there’s Tang Tang, if you look closely, he’s far from the innocent saint he pretends to be. He flirts with full awareness that Fu Xiaoyuan is already engaged.

And Jiang Jiamian, the young master of the Jiang family, is even more pathetic. Chosen by the Fu family for his family background, he can’t see past people’s true colors and treats this shaky engagement like a prize, blind to how pointless it is.

Even if Jiang Jiamian somehow marries Fu Xiaoyuan, what future could he hope for with someone who dislikes and doesn’t care for him?

It’s not just stupid, it’s spectacularly stupid.

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