CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137: USING A BREAKUP AS LEVERAGE

Ningwan raised an eyebrow in surprise and said coldly, "It’s rare for Mr. Zhan to apologize. However, we need to discuss this matter thoroughly; we can’t let Mr. Zhan feel wronged. Doctor, there’s nothing else here, you may leave now!"

What’s going on with Jianan?

Didn’t we agree that as soon as Zhan Hanjue came in, he would leave immediately?

Why is he still standing here?

Waiting for Zhan Hanjue to greet him?

"Alright, you take a good rest, I’ll head out first." It was only when Ningwan reminded him that Jianan seemed to realize and responded briefly before leaving.

At that moment, Ningwan felt a chill in her heart.

She thought to herself, it’s all over.

This idiot, why respond?

Shouldn’t doctors be aloof and just turn around without saying a word?

Sure enough, Zhan Hanjue deepened his gaze, his voice low as he called out, "Doctor, hold on, I have some questions for you."

Ningwan closed her eyes, as expected, he still found out.

Jianan had no choice but to stop and turn around to face Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Hanjue walked up to him.

Ningwan was extremely nervous and could only feign illness, quickly addressing Zhan Hanjue, "Zhan Hanjue, my stomach hurts, come over quickly."

However, Zhan Hanjue ignored her.

He still approached Jianan and snatched off Jianan’s mask.

Jianan bowed his head, revealing a look of embarrassment.

Ningwan sighed.

It’s over, he’s found out.

Zhan Hanjue sneered and punched Jianan in the face.

"Zhan Hanjue."

Ningwan immediately jumped off the bed and rushed to Zhan Hanjue, blocking him.

"Move aside."

Zhan Hanjue shouted angrily.

Ningwan coldly blocked Jianan.

"I know you’re very angry now, I can explain this."

"Explain what? Secret communications?" Zhan Hanjue mocked coldly.

Jianan seemed provoked by Zhan Hanjue’s words as well.

He immediately pushed Ningwan aside and said, "Ningwan, don’t block me. He’s just a hot-tempered person, I’ve told you long ago to leave him, now you see his true colors!"

"You told her to leave me? What right do you have?" Zhan Hanjue coldly questioned.

Jianan replied, "I have no right, but a person like you doesn’t deserve happiness."

"Jianan, shut up. Leave, right now, as fast as you can." Ningwan scolded Jianan.

Jianan looked at her in disbelief, "Ningwan, I’m doing this for your good, and you tell me to leave? Are you that afraid of him? Don’t worry, I’m not afraid, even if it means facing death, I won’t let you repeat the same mistake."

"Someone, seize this fake doctor and hand him over to the police." Zhan Hanjue commanded, calling the security guards at the door in.

His status naturally prevented him from handling Jianan directly.

The punch from earlier was merely because he was too angry to hold back.

The security guards quickly came in and took Jianan away.

The commotion startled other doctors, who came running to see what was going on.

Ningwan anxiously said, "Zhan Hanjue, let him go first, we can discuss this properly."

Sending him to the police would be the end.

If Jianan’s identity is sent to the police and filed, it will affect his career.

Even if it’s his own family’s hospital, it will still be affected.

"Discuss? You still want to continue deceiving me?" Zhan Hanjue asked coldly.

Ningwan looked at his icy eyes without a trace of emotion, her heart sank, her steps faltering.

This time, he is truly angry.

"I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have seen him. But, could you let him go first, I’m begging you. If you send him to the police, it’s over between us."

Ningwan could only threaten him with ending it.

Although she knew it hurt a man’s heart, she had no choice.

She couldn’t just watch Jianan’s future get destroyed.

Sure enough, a strong sense of disappointment emerged in his eyes.

With a bitter smile, he looked at her, heartbreakingly asking, "Why do you protect him like this, even using separation as a threat? Give me an explanation now, if you can convince me, I’ll let him go."

"I..."

Ningwan furrowed her brows.

She knew Zhan Hanjue was giving her a chance, offering her a way out.

She just needed to tell Zhan Hanjue Jianan’s true identity, that he’s her mentor’s son and she promised to take care of him.

But with Jianan still here, she couldn’t say.

Jianan’s background, she couldn’t let him know.

"I’m sorry, I can’t explain to you right now. But, I will..."

"Let him go," Zhan Hanjue coldly ordered the guards.

The guard released Jianan.

Ningwan felt joy in her heart.

Zhan Hanjue also got up to leave.

However, when he reached the door, he didn’t turn around and coldly said, "Ningwan, I give you freedom."

Ningwan: "..."

"Zhan Hanjue."

She went to chase after him but was stopped by Jianan.

"Why are you chasing after him? He agreed to let you go." Jianan said.

Ningwan, angry, turned back and slapped him, "What do you know."

She shook off Jianan and ran out to chase after him.

However, the man was already gone, driving away.

Ningwan stood downstairs, bewildered, watching the man’s car gradually disappear, her heart aching slightly.

She reached out to cover her chest.

Why does her heart ache?

"Ningwan, hurry back inside, you’ll catch a cold."

Jianan chased after her with clothes to wrap around her.

Ningwan suddenly turned and coldly asked Jianan, "Tell me, have you met with Zhan Hanjue behind my back?"

Jianan felt guilty.

But still stubbornly denied, "No."

Ningwan bit her lip, suddenly feeling somewhat powerless.

Looking at Jianan, she didn’t want to say another word to him, waving her hand to send him away, "Just leave! You don’t need to worry about my business. He said he’d let you go, he should soon let you resume your studies, so let’s not meet again."

She couldn’t take care of him.

He’s not a three-year-old child.

The only help she could offer was resolving his immediate trouble.

If he doesn’t meet her again in the future, considering his identity, he shouldn’t encounter any trouble.

"Ningwan, he said he’d let you go, haven’t you thought about leaving him?" Jianan questioned.

Ningwan paused for a moment and answered firmly, "Never thought about it, between husband and wife, arguments end at the bedside, what do you, an outsider, know."

"You’ve been bewitched by Zhan Hanjue, having no ambition," Jianan shouted angrily.

Ningwan ignored him and returned to the hospital room.

Whether she’s bewitched by Zhan Hanjue or has no ambition, what does it matter to him?

Now it’s already dark.

Ningwan felt somewhat exhausted and could only rest in bed for now.

Planning to handle the discharge procedures first thing in the morning, go home, and explain to him, seeking forgiveness.

Given a night to calm down, he should be less angry, right?

When he said he wouldn’t care about her, it should only be out of anger.

Glancing at the milk tea on the bedside table, Ningwan smiled slightly.

This man is just tough on the outside but soft on the inside.