Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining was slightly taken aback, but instantly understood what Zhou Xubai meant.

He cleared things up for her.

She didn't want these people to dirty her eyes.

If you really want to investigate, he's the one who said it, and it has nothing to do with me.

A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Yining's heart.

It was her good fortune to know a friend like Zhou Xubai.

She just didn't want to be as vicious as these people.

Jiang Yining turned back to look at Wen Junshan, her tone calm.

"Dr. Wen, my relationship with the Shen family is our own business, and I will handle it myself."

"Whether to save or not is entirely up to your own conscience; you don't need to consider my feelings."

Wen Junshan smiled and waved to his assistant.

"I won't treat them. I hate people with the surname Shen. Tell them to get lost."

The assistant dared not say anything more and left in response.

"Let's not talk about that now, let me apply the medicine for you first."

Wen Junshan had Jiang Yining lie face down on the physiotherapy bed and then used scissors to cut the gauze stuck to the wound on her lower back.

The moment the gauze was removed, Zhou Xubai's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The dressing that had been properly bandaged was now soaked in blood, the crimson color glaringly obvious.

The bloodstains had stuck the gauze to the skin.

Jiang Yining bit her pillow and didn't make a sound when she tore it open.

Wen Junshan's hands were much more skilled than hers; his movements were quick and steady.

"It's alright." Wen Junshan wrapped the bandage back on.

"It looks like there's a lot of bleeding, but there's actually no damage to the bones or muscles, and the recovery is going well."

Jiang Yining sat up in bed and put on her coat. Zhou Xubai stood at the door, his face grim.

He was about to speak when Jiang Yining spoke first.

"It's nothing, just a minor bump from an accident, don't worry about it."

She deliberately downplayed her injuries, not wanting Zhou Xubai to overthink things.

Although Fu Huaiyan is a man of few words, he is extremely ruthless.

Once someone reaches that position, they can't possibly be a good person.

Zhou Xubai embarrassed him several times; who knows what he might do behind his back?

This is, after all, Jiangcheng.

No one in Jiangcheng can rival the Fu family.

If his injuries escalate the conflict, Zhou Xubai will definitely offend the Fu family completely.

He doesn't need to do this for himself.

Zhou Xubai clearly didn't believe it; he was somewhat fixated on the matter of Jiang Yining's injury.

Seeing this, Wen Junshan stepped in from the side, patted him on the shoulder, and pushed him aside.

"The wound is nothing serious, kid. Don't rush, let Miss Jiang rest first."

Zhou Xubai swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Before leaving, Wen Junshan stopped Jiang Yining, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Ms. Jiang, could you please leave your contact information?"

"I'd like to treat you to a meal another day to properly thank you."

Seeing the old man's restrained and guilty appearance, Jiang Yining felt a lump in her throat and was both amused and exasperated.

"Of course, Dr. Wen. I told you I don't want to dwell on what happened back then."

"You don't need to be so polite. If you need anything, I will help you in any way I can."

She didn't want to recall what happened back then.

Moreover, we now know that Fu Huaiyan was behind it all.

She would be even less likely to hold a grudge against Dr. Wen.

Ultimately, he was implicated by his own actions.

Wen Junshan nodded several times, his eyes red.

"Good child, from now on, you are my own daughter, Wen Junshan's daughter, and I will protect you."

After a few pleasantries, Jiang Yining left the consultation room with Zhou Xubai.

Before leaving, Wen Junshan looked at the two figures walking side by side and spoke meaningfully.

"To get along well, honesty is the most valuable quality."

Jiang Yining didn't think about it in detail.

Zhou Xubai's eyes flickered slightly, clearly indicating that he understood.

The car was parked downstairs at the clinic, but Zhou Xubai did not get out immediately.

He turned to look at Jiang Yining, his gaze deep and heavy, as if he had been holding back words for a long time and was about to pour them out.

"Xu Bai, we're friends, right?"

Jiang Yining was the first to interrupt.

"certainly."

Zhou Xubai responded without hesitation.

Jiang Yining then asked, "If I had a secret to hide from you, would you be sad?"

Zhou Xubai gently shook his head, his eyes tender.

Everyone should have their own thoughts and secrets.

Jiang Yining smiled gently, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

"Then it's the same for you. There's no need to rush things. You'll say them when the time is right."

She could vaguely guess Zhou Xubai's identity.

She simply didn't want to guess.

Who is behind Zhou Xubai has nothing to do with her.

To her, Zhou Xubai was her friend.

She valued his character, nothing more.

A smile spread across Zhou Xubai's eyes.

"Ningning, meeting you is my good fortune."

The two exchanged a smile and went back to their respective offices.

Thanks to the talent introduced by Zhou Xubai.

Jiang Yining's clinic is progressing smoothly.

She quickly finalized the opening date.

It will happen next Monday.

He then notified his friends one by one.

Jiang Yining thought for a moment, then sent another message to Wen Junshan and Wen Ya.

Less than a minute after the message was sent, Wenya called.

"Sister Ningning, so you still remember me!"

"I'll definitely be there on time for your opening and give you a super big red envelope!"

The little girl's voice was still so crisp and clear; you could almost feel her bouncing around through the microphone.

"Ningning, thanks to you, I feel much better now, my sleep is completely restful, and I no longer have to suffer from this chronic illness."

"That's good."

Jiang Yining leaned back in her chair and smiled.

"No need for the big red envelope. Contact me anytime if you feel unwell."

Wenya hummed in agreement, then hesitated for a moment.

"Um, sister, are you free tonight?"

"My dad and I would like to invite you to our house for dinner tonight."

A faint, tense sound came from the other end of the receiver, emanating from Wen Junshan.

Jiang Yining chuckled.

"Today? So soon?"

"My dad said there's no time like the present."

After a moment's thought, she readily agreed, since she had nothing else to do that night.

"Okay, I'll go tonight."

A cheer came from the other side.

After finishing all the chores, it was getting late.

Jiang Yining drove to the Wen family's residence.

Fu Huaiyan's car is not here today.

Jiang Yining felt nothing.

Fu Huaiyan is probably too preoccupied with Shen Tian's affairs to care about her right now.

Just right.

She didn't want to see him either.

Upon arriving at the Wen family home, Wen Ya was already waiting at the door.

As soon as Jiang Yining parked the car, Wen Ya jumped out of the door.

She was wearing loungewear and slippers when she rushed over and hugged her.

"Sister! It's been so long, I've missed you so much!"

Jiang Yining smiled and ruffled her hair.

"I want to be able to send a message or make a phone call anytime."

Wenya blinked her clear eyes and whispered.

"But I was afraid of disturbing my sister's work, so I never dared to contact you casually."

Jiang Yining was stunned for a moment.

Wenya is still that sensitive young girl.

Even though she's mostly recovered, the underlying cautiousness is still there.

Before she could figure out how to respond, Wen Junshan strode out, smiling as he pulled Wen Ya away, feigning helplessness and reproach.

"You silly child, you don't even know how to let people in to talk."

He warmly led Jiang Yining into the room, where a sumptuous feast was already laid out on the table.

Jiang Yining looked at the table full of dishes and smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Wen, a simple meal is fine, there's no need for such a grand affair."

"That won't do."

Wen Junshan pushed the bowl of rice in front of Jiang Yining.

"It's your first time eating at our house, so it must be a lavish meal."

Wenya sat opposite her and winked at her.

The three people were chatting and laughing while eating.

The butler suddenly rushed in.

"Sir, Mr. Fu is requesting an audience outside, along with a Ms. Shen and a child."

"The children seem to be in bad shape. They're waiting at the door, saying they'd like you to come out."