A soft, large bed swallowed her up immediately. She was still startled, but the man already pulled the quilt over her: "With those dark circles of yours, you haven't been resting well for days, have you? Have a good sleep, don't worry about anything! Goodnight!"
He bent down to look at her, speaking gently. Ji Niandong felt his voice was tender and meticulous, a flower blossoming in her heart, dreamy yet reassuring.
With someone like him, what was there to be afraid of?
The man picked up the remote control, closed the curtains, and turned to leave, quietly closing the door.
Ji Niandong felt as if she was lying on clouds, comfortable, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Beichen sat on the sofa and took out his phone, unable to suppress the smile on his face, his voice still elegant and gentle: "Zhu Yiming, you did well. Do you need me to invest a few billion more to buy your hospital some advanced equipment?"
