"Mr. Chen, you're awake?" The assistant hurriedly stood up, "How are you feeling?"
"It's nothing, I'm fine." Chen Ziming pulled off the blanket and slipped his feet into the shoes under the bed, "Help me with the discharge paperwork immediately."
As he spoke, he was already standing up, adjusting his shirt with his raised hand.
"After you handle the discharge, help me return the car."
"Mr. Chen, you..."
"Give me the car keys!" Chen Ziming interrupted him coldly, took the car keys from him, grabbed his coat, "Call me when you're done."
Ignoring the assistant, he stepped out of the hospital room, entered the elevator, and after going downstairs, he immediately drove the assistant's car back to his villa. The first thing he did was open the compartment of the liquor cabinet, take out the remaining medication and walked into the bathroom, throwing all the pills into the toilet and flushed them down the drain.
