Chapter 12 Get Sick

Zheng Jue fell sick. Because of the high-intensity work and irregular diet for nearly a year and a half, his body finally took revenge on him. The stomach ulcer was so severe that he was hospitalized, so he himself was taken aback.

After knowing his physical condition, Zheng Jue was very cooperative and let himself be admitted to the hospital. He could earn more money, but health could not be bought back.

During the period when Zheng Jue was in the hospital, he basically gave up his work. Only when he made some decisions, would Susie bring some documents from the company to the hospital for Zheng Jue to sign. Besides these, Zheng Jue lived a life of going to bed after eating every day.

At the same time, some discordant sounds appeared, such as from Han Jin's phone call.

He didn't know what happened to Han Jin. Since that cocktail party, he kept inviting him out. Because Zheng Jue is now a celebrity and was sick, this matter should not be revealed to others and be hyped elsewhere, otherwise, the impact on the company would not be good. Therefore, Zheng Jue was admitted to a private hospital with very good confidentiality. Until now, except for a few confidants, no one knows about it, and Han Jin naturally does not know about it, so Zheng Jue feels getting more and more annoyed.

He could neither further anger Han Jin nor really drag his sick body to mess with him, so every time he received a call from Han Jin, it was a test for him.

That afternoon, Zheng Jue was really bored in the ward, so he ran from the downstairs of the hospital to hang out.

The weather is good today. The sun is soft and the temperature is suitable, and the air is filled with a faint scent of grass. Zheng Jue is wearing a hospital gown and a thin knitted sweater outside. He walked aimlessly along the crossroad. His sight was full of all patients or their family members who came out for a walk in a peaceful manner, and there was children's laughter from time to time. In such an environment, Zheng Jue's heart suddenly softened.

It seems that since his rebirth, his eyes are full of the glitz of Hong Kong and the competition in Vanity Fair. He has never experienced such a leisurely day, and he has never even imagined that there will be such a day. Except for socializing every day, all he did was business. There is hardly a chance to breathe, not a moment of free time, like a spinning top that can't stop at all.

Sometimes, he also pondered. As he is now, there is no one he cares about in this world for a long time, whether it is his parents or his lover, he didn't have it. If he dies, who can remember him? Zheng Jue was in a trance for a while. What was he rebirthed for? To this day, he still didn't understand and just walked on step by step, watching his destiny descend into an unknowable future.

Zheng Jue randomly chose a place on the green lawn to sit down, with his legs bent in front of his chest and his arms resting on his knees casually. His eyes were a little confused as he watched the two children playing in the distance. For some reason, a thought was born in his heart. He wanted a family, he wanted a child, and he wanted to succumb to the warmth of reality.

In his life, the first home that gave him warmth passed away ten years ago, and the warmth he thought was just self-deception. However, he finally has a material foundation now, maybe starting a family is a good thing to choose.

Zheng Jue's mind was flying in the sky, but he didn't know that he himself had also become a landscape in the eyes of others.

Han Jin was leaning against a window on the second floor, looking at the figure sitting on the lawn downstairs. For some reason, he didn't know why he felt him to be a little dazzling. The lonely aura of that person made him very upset.

"Vi, what's wrong?" Zhou Chengan walked to the window with some doubts.

When he saw Zheng Jue through the window, the expression on his face became really wonderful.

"Didn't you say he went abroad?" Zhou Chengan looked at Han Jin strangely.

Han Jin looked indifferently at Zheng Jue's profile in the distance. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was a little pale. The curvature of his side profile was very beautiful. With his straight nose and thin lips, the whole person looked a little deserted even though he didn't know why. As soon as he saw this person, Han Jin felt that he couldn't control his gaze, as if the self-control he had always been proud of had been fed to the dog.

"Obviously, he lied to me," Han Jin's voice was slightly cold.

"Ah… It's really unforgivable to have lied to our mighty Young Master Han," Zhou Chengan joked.

Han Jin glanced at Zhou Chengan with a cold face, so Zhou Chengan immediately put on a serious expression. Although he and Han Jin had a good relationship, he didn't dare to really anger the young master.

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Zheng was actually hospitalized. If we hadn't come to see Uncle Liu today, I'm afraid we wouldn't know it, and we wouldn't know if it was serious," Zhou Chengan said with a dry smile.

His words successfully diverted Han Jin's attention. He frowned slightly and glanced at Zheng Jue again. Zhou Chengan understood what he was thinking and immediately smiled, then said, "This is Uncle Liu's hospital. Why don't you ask Uncle Liu?."

Han Jin nodded and then also nodded towards the secretary standing at the door, who immediately understood what Han Jin meant and went out to inquire about the information.

Zheng Jue was completely unaware that the things he had been embarrassed about had been exposed long ago. At this time, he was still sitting on the lawn with a leisurely face, thinking about marriage.

Just thinking about it, he knew that this was impossible. First of all, the problem of Lin Su was inevitable, and Wen Huaan was also a serious threat. If he wanted to get married, he had to get rid of Lin Su and Wen Huaan. Lin Su was easy to say. He just needs to find a good excuse to get rid of her after a few days, but Wen Huaan is not easy to deal with. This old fox set up such a big game for him in his previous life. He didn't believe that it is to simply deal with himself. There was also the possibility that it might also be because of his father, however, he didn't know how much hatred they both had.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered what Wen Huaan had said to him when he first met him. He asked him about his mother, could it be… Zheng Jue's mind instantly made up a bloody plot of a love triangle, but he felt a little bit ridiculous. Wen Huaan is not an emotional person.

Besides, in his memory, his mother and Uncle Wen had almost nothing to do with each other. One was the son of a wealthy family, and the other was from an ordinary middle-class family. If it wasn't for the fortune left by his father, his mother might probably marry someone else from the same middle-class family and be a housewife for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jue finally calmed down in his heart, and then carefully recalled his father's failures in his previous life. His father was a very ambitious man, born as an orphan, and went to a third-rate university with all his might. Then he started to work, first doing odd jobs in a securities company, then climbed to the position of section chief step by step, and later married the daughter of the branch director of the securities company, which is his mother. Later, he suddenly resigned to invest in stocks. In just one year, he became the golden boy of the stock market and became famous in Hong Kong.

In this way, he and his father made their fortune almost the same way, except that his father started from scratch, while he still has the little assets his father left him.

It's just that after his father made his name in the stock market, he did not switch to the industry like him. The stock market had an almost obsessive attraction to him. He stubbornly believed that the financial industry must be the main direction of economic development in the future.

Hence, he resolutely devoted all of his body and mind to the financial industry. Originally, he did a good job. For seven or eight years, although he did not say that he was fighting for gold every day, he did not make a big mistake. However, he would always encounter ghosts when he walked too much at night. In the end, his father eventually encountered a ghost.

He was instigated by Wen Huaan to invest all his family property and real estate in one investment, and then he went bankrupt overnight. He couldn't stand the stimulation and committed suicide by jumping off the building.

It's like a big show, with a moving opening, boring middle, and a vigorous ending. He just pities himself and his mother. Their life in a low-cost rental house isn't really good. His mother died before she reached her forty-fifth birthday, and she totally looked unbelievably in her sixties.

He suddenly remembered that he had just been admitted to a famous private middle school in Hong Kong. His father was very happy and said he would take him out to play the next day. His mother stood by and smiled very tenderly, and there was no wrinkle on her fair and delicate face.

But on the second day, the whole Zheng family's day changed. His father went bankrupt, his mother washed his face in tears, and the creditors came to the door one after another. His sky had completely collapsed and ended with his father committing suicide and selling his property. His life was completely changed.

When Zheng Jue thought of this, the original softness in his heart disappeared in an instant. He and Wen Huaan have now become mortal enemies, so to start a family… It's not the time yet.

Zheng Jue stood up from the lawn, patted the weeds on his pants, turned around, and wanted to go back to the ward even though he didn't want to. Yet as soon as he turned around, he saw Han Jin standing behind him with a dark face. Zheng Jue was stunned for a while.

"Young Master Han…" Zheng Jue really knew what it meant to be restless at this time. He had lied to Han Jin that he went abroad by himself, and now this is the present situation.

"You get sick when you're sick. Why did you lie to me?" Han Jin's face was a little ugly.

Zheng Jue was actually a little embarrassed. The reason why he didn't tell Han Jin that he was sick was that he still didn't trust him. There was nothing wrong with this feeling of mistrust in his opinion, but it was a bit uncomfortable that he was exposed in person.

"It's not a serious illness, and I didn't want to make it known to everyone, so I didn't say it. I will ask Young Master Han to be more considerate."

Han Jin's expression instantly cooled down, and he hooked his lips sarcastically, "So that's the case."

"You don't trust me!"

Han Jin's words were unusually decisive, and for some reason, Zheng Jue felt a little guilty in his heart.

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The author has something to say: Hey, life is worse than death these days. Yesterday, I scoured the outline, and my thoughts finally became smooth. Thank you, little angels, for your support.

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