Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 64 - Discharged after 64 s

Now, however, her health was excellent; she wasn’t feeling unwell at all. It was just an external injury, and she really didn’t want to be hospitalized.

After listening carefully to the doctor’s words, Song Jinze quietly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing Ye Zhenzhen’s injury was not severe.

Remembering that she had complained about the bed being uncomfortable, he said to the doctor, “Proceed with the discharge.”

He would take her back to Jiangcheng and have a family doctor provide care at home. It would be more comfortable than staying in the hospital.

And she wouldn’t be disturbed by anyone.

The doctor was initially going to advise against it, but seeing Song Jinze’s expression, he could only nod, “That’s fine, but make sure to go to the hospital for the anti-inflammatory injections and to change the dressing after returning home.

Also, watch out for the diet. It has to be light. Avoid spicy and irritating foods, which not only affect the healing of the wound but can also leave scars.”

The doctor actually thought Ye Zhenzhen could be discharged, but seeing the affluent and distinguished people standing in the ward, he couldn’t casually suggest discharge.

Now that they had made the decision themselves, he naturally wouldn’t object. They weren’t some shady private clinic after all.

Ye Zhenzhen smiled faintly, “Okay.”

As long as she didn’t have to sleep on that narrow bed, anything was fine.

The size of the bed wasn’t the issue; what was unbearable was the mattress she slept on—it was different from the others, resulting in a terribly sore back.

Once the ward round doctor left, Secretary Zhang followed to handle the discharge procedures.

On the side, Su Xi pulled Ye Zhenzhen aside and asked, “You’re going to settle here, right? Why not wait until you’re better before returning to Jiangcheng?”

She had even planned to stay in Ancheng for the next few days to keep Ye Zhenzhen company.

Ye Zhenzhen lifted her right hand, “Didn’t the doctor just say, the situation isn’t serious, there’s no need for hospitalization.”

“Then I’ll go with you to Jiangcheng. I’ll take care of you until your wound heals.”

Su Xi’s face beamed with sincerity, but it only made Cheng Zheng anxious, “Wife, the old man is still waiting for us to return. You…”

Give it a rest!

Cheng Zheng paused before letting the unspoken words hang in the air.

They had come from Jincheng, and Cheng Zheng had initially thought that no matter what, he needed to secure an additional six percent from Song Jinze’s deal. But his plans had been completely disrupted by the two women.

And now they were talking about going to Jiangcheng with them?

If this continues, he’ll go crazy before his wife does.

Ye Zhenzhen laughed, “No need, it’s just a minor injury, hardly worth the fuss.”

The thought of being taken care of by Su Xi, a wealthy lady, was really more than she could bear.

Cheng Zheng chimed in, “Exactly, just look, Mrs. Song said it’s nothing serious…” Sensing the glare from his wife, Cheng Zheng immediately shut up.

He no longer lingered beside the two women, but strode over and sat down on the sofa, joining the two little ones in watching TV.

Seeing Cheng Zheng’s afraid-of-wife persona, Song Jinze couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth, “Mrs. Cheng, there’s no need to be so polite. I’ll take care of my wife myself.”

This…

Ye Zhenzhen was shocked once again.

Were these words really coming from her cold and heartless, so-called plastic husband?

Su Xi blinked, looked at the resolute Song Jinze, then cast a glance at Ye Zhenzhen, and laughed with profound meaning, “Oh, then I was being presumptuous.

President Song will naturally take care of her better than I could. Since that’s the case, Zhenzhen, take this card, the password is on the back.”

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly raised her hand to refuse, “No, please don’t, Mrs. Cheng. Doing this really puts me in a difficult position.”

I mean, do wealthy people in novels always just whip out their cards like that?

Considering Ye Zhenzhen had an injury on her hand, Su Xi didn’t continue to insist, placing the card lightly on the dining table, “Zhenzhen, if you consider me, Su Xi, a friend, then take it. I was in the wrong last night, and I won’t feel at ease if you don’t accept it.”

Ye Zhenzhen replied, “Sister Su Xi, if you regard me as a friend, then you should refrain from doing this even more. If I accept it, I won’t feel at ease. Do you really want to see me suffer from both a physical injury and an inner turmoil?”

Su Xi was stunned, then burst into laughter, “Ye Zhenzhen, how are you so good with words!”

Ye Zhenzhen also smiled, “If you can’t win an argument against me, then take it back. We’re friends, after all; no need for such formalities.”

“Fine, you win. Let’s exchange contact information then.”

“Sure.”

As they were leaving, the two little guys, Cheng Jiaming and Song Yuchen, suddenly seemed a bit reluctant to part. Cheng Jiaming took the initiative to say to Song Yuchen, “Song Yuchen, when you have a holiday come to Jincheng to play with me. I’ll take you to see the giant pandas.”

Song Yuchen nodded, “Okay, you can also come to Jiangcheng during your holiday to play with me. I’ll take you on my dad’s cruise ship, and then we can go horse-riding on the grasslands.”

Cheng Jiaming nodded, “Cool, your dad actually owns a cruise ship. My dad only has airplanes and sports cars.”

Ye Zhenzhen: …

Only airplanes and sports cars?

Is this what kids from wealthy families are like?

It seemed like Ye Zhenzhen was still struggling to adapt to this fact; she had really become a wealthy lady!

Song Yuchen: “Airplanes, ah, my dad has those too! And what about sports cars, did your dad buy you an excavator?”

Cheng Jiaming nodded, “We have lots of excavators at home!”

The Cheng Corporation was in real estate development, so having excavators wasn’t anything unusual.

Song Yuchen’s tender white face showed envy, “Then your dad is really amazing!”

“Just so-so. He can’t even drive an excavator.”

Cheng Zheng: …

The cheeky kid!

Su Xi patted Cheng Jiaming on the shoulder, “Alright son, when we have a holiday, let’s invite Xiao Chen and his uncle and auntie to Jincheng for some fun, shall we?”

Cheng Jiaming: “Sure!”

“Zhenzhen, don’t you love spicy food? When we go back to Jincheng, I’ll treat you to hotpot, eat all you want!”

Ye Zhenzhen’s beautiful eyes instantly lit up, “I must go!”

Song Jinze: …

Do you like spicy food that much?

His gaze inadvertently swept over Ye Zhenzhen, recalling the doctor’s advice that she shouldn’t eat any spicy or stimulating foods.