Fu Zhengzheng lies on the bed and closes her eyes for a rest when she is infused. At this moment, the ward door is opened suddenly. Some men enter with a strong smell of alcohol.

Fu Zhengzheng is disturbed. Opening eyes, she sees four men. One man’s leg seems to be hurt. He is lifted by two other men. They all wear thick golden necklaces. Some of them roll their sleeves high and expose the tattoos on arms. Apparently, they are not common guys.

A nurse runs into the ward quickly. She apologizes to Han Siqi and says quietly to the four men, “Sorry, it’s the VIP ward. It has been…”

A man with a scorpion tattoo on his arm pushes the nurse away, looks sideways at her and snaps, “I don’t care whether it’s the VIP ward. So long as it’s a ward, the patient can come in. They are already lucky enough because I don’t drive them out.”

“Doesn’t the hospital serve the patients?” Another man echoes. Meanwhile, he glances at Han Siqi with disdain, “We don’t think it’s crowded. If someone does, look for another ward.”

Finding these guys are so rude, the nurse doesn’t dare to say anything else and just looks at Han Siqi helplessly.

Han Siqi frowns and intends to rise. But Fu Zhengzheng stops him and shakes her head slightly at him.

Their background is unknown. So is what they want to do on earth. Moreover, there is safety in their numbers. If the two sides fight, Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng are at a disadvantage.

Han Siqi has never been bullied like this. He throws off her hand and says coldly to the men, “Please go out. The ward has been reserved by us.”

“Are you driving us out?” The man with the scorpion tattoo snorts coldly and says to Han Siqi with a strong smell of alcohol, “Damn, do you want a beating?”

Han Siqi intends to fight with him, but Fu Zhengzheng holds him tightly.

“Ouch!” The syringe needle is pulled when Fu Zhengzheng moves her hand. It’s so painful that she loosens her grip at once.

Han Siqi pauses immediately, holding her hand with the syringe needle and asks worriedly, “How do you feel?”

The nurse who stands aside runs over, resets the syringe needle for Fu Zhengzheng and tells her quietly, “Don’t move, or the needle needs to be inserted again.”

“All right.” Fu Zhengzheng smiles at the nurse and then stares at Han Siqi.

Han Siqi knows she is worried about him, so he controls his temper, sits by her and takes out his phone to message Lu Song, without looking at Scorpion and other men.

Scorpion sees Han Siqi’s expression and feels complacent, because he thinks Han Siqi is afraid of him.

A man with a buzz cut that heads the men snaps in a low voice, “Scorpion, don’t cause trouble. Make the bed.”

“Oh.” Scorpion goes to make the bed immediately.

Buzz cut raises his head and says to Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng, “The hospital is short of beds. Sorry to bother you.”

Scorpion, who is making the bed, hears the apology of Buzz cut and calls him discontentedly, “Brother Feng!”

“Well, make the bed!” Buzz cut turns around to tell the thin man behind him, “Help Shorty walk here.”

Hearing the order, the thin man standing behind him helps the wounded man walk here and lie down slowly.

Fu Zhengzheng knows there will be a fight after Lu Song comes. But finding Buzz cut is sort of kind, she signs with relief secretly. She turns around and says to Han Siqi, “Anyway, my medicine will run out soon. We will leave soon. Leave them alone.”

Han Siqi doesn’t respond and just nods slightly.

Before it has been quiet for a long time, Scorpion begins to curse, “Damn, Shorty’s foot was knocked so seriously. I’m itching to cut the bastard’s legs.”

Buzz cut glances at Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng and snaps, “Scorpion, don’t cause trouble.”

Scorpion grumbles discontentedly, “Will we tolerate that Shorty was knocked down for nothing?”

Shorty plucks at Scorpion’s clothes corner lightly and says, “Forget it. I was drunk and ran into the car. Don’t cause trouble for Brother Feng.”

Scorpion wants to say more, but seeing the fierce eyes of Buzz cut, he bites his lip.

At this moment, the door is opened again. Lu Song enters. He glances at the men coldly and walks straight to Han Siqi.

Scorpion, who has been furious, is irritated by Lu Song’s eyes and curses, “What the fuck are you looking at?”

Lu Song stops his feet immediately, turns around and looks directly at Scorpion’s eyes with disdain.

Scorpion is about to throw a punch. But Buzz cut stops him and snaps, “Go away!”

“Bother Feng!”

“Get out!”

Finding Buzz cut gets angry, Scorpion withdraws his aggression, goes aside while grumbling and faces the wall silently.

Now that they are speechless, Lu Song turns around, walks to Han Siqi and waits for his instruction with his head lowered.

Fu Zhengzheng drags Han Siqi’s hand lightly and says in a low voice, “Forget it.”

Han Siqi doesn’t say anything. Finding the medicine in the infusion bottle nearly runs out, he presses the bell on the bed head. The nurse comes in at once, removes the needle for Fu Zhengzheng and then runs out quickly, not daring to say anything.

Han Siqi helps Fu Zhengzheng rise and walk out. Lu Song follows them.

When they are close to the door, Fu Zhengzheng turns her head sideways and sees Scorpion erecting his middle finger at Lu Song. She pretends not to see it and goes out with Han Siqi.

Outside the ward, a dozen of men in black are standing orderly at both sides and waiting for instructions with their heads lowered.

Lu Song is confused because Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng don’t stop their steps nor give any instructions. He goes quickly to them and asks quietly, “Mr. Han?”

Fu Zhengzheng speaks first, “Let’s go back now.”

“Go back?” Lu Song asks by repeating.

Han Siqi responds drily, “Yes.”

Lu Song pauses slightly. After Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng enter the lift, he waves at the men behind him and goes downstairs with them.

Back to the car, Fu Zhengzheng says worriedly, “Siqi, will Lu Song go to fight against those guys? I saw the man named Scorpion erecting his middle finger at Lu Song.”

Han Siqi answers in a deep voice, “No.”

“OK. It’s a special period now. we can’t cause trouble without serious reasons.” Fu Zhengzheng sighs with relief and says as if talking to herself, “It’s unknown who the gang of guys work for. So aggressive.”

Apparently, Han Siqi isn’t interested in her question. He asks softly, “Do you feel better now?”

“Much better. But I feel a little hungry.”

“I’ve told Aunt Chen to cook porridge for you. You can eat it when you go back. The doctor said you should have a light diet recently to nurse your intestines and stomach.”

“Oh, OK.” Fu Zhengzheng looks at the dazzling car lights ahead without saying more lest Han Siqi should be distracted from driving. She leans against the backrest, recollecting the men in the ward.

She must pay attention to anyone that approaches her intentionally, especially people like the gang of guys.

But these guys look unfamiliar. Especially Buzz cut seems to be reluctant to make troubles. It makes Fu Zhengzheng feel she is oversensitive. She hesitates about whether it’s necessary to call Yang Tao about it.

When they’re back home, porridge has been put on the table. Without appetite, Fu Zhengzheng only has a half bowl of porridge. She still feels listless, so she goes back to the room first. Han Siqi rushes his meal and then returns to the room too.

Fu Zhengzheng washes quickly and goes to bed early.

“Are you still not well?” Han Siqi gives hot water and pills to Fu Zhengzheng.

“I feel listless.” Fu Zhengzheng takes the pills.

“Then sleep early.” Han Siqi puts the cup on the table, tucks her in and then goes to work in front of the computer.

Fu Zhengzheng lies for a while, but she can’t fall asleep. Thinking of what happened between Sun Qiubo and He Menghuai, she wants to call Sun Qiubo. But on second thought, she calls He Menghuai.

As soon as she asks about it, He Menghuai says complacently on the phone, “I’ve made peace with Qiubo.”

“Really?” Fu Zhengzheng is doubtful.

“Of course. It’s a piece of cake.”

Fu Zhengzheng can’t help laughing, “Don’t brag. Who was sleepless last night?”

He Menghuai answers without shame, “I was sleepless last night, because I was thinking about how to make peace with Qiubo. Now, I’m successful. I can catch up on sleep tonight.”

“Good news. Don’t make her angry again, or you won’t be able to go through it so easily.” Fu Zhengzheng hangs up the phone smilingly and then puts the phone aside.

When Han Siqi looks at her over his shoulder, she can’t help laughing and telling him what happened to Tian Xin and Sun Qiubo these two days.

Han Siqi feels both annoyed and funny, “You are so creative.”

Fu Zhengzheng snorts and threatens him, “You’d better behave yourself. When you are at a hotel next time, the woman calling you out for a date might be my bosom friend.”

Han Siqi walks over, sits by her and laughs, “Can I take it in this way: you are waiting for me where they tell me to go? Then I have to go there to give you a surprise.”

“Bah! It’s a shock without excitement.”

“If you want excitement, that’s easy.” Han Siqi winks at her and reaches out his hand into the bed.

“Hey, hey. I am in no mood.” Fu Zhengzheng moves aside immediately.

Han Siqi laughs out, “I just want to know if the bed is warm now. Darling, you think too much.”

Fu Zhengzheng pinches his cheek with strength and complains, “Bother. I’m a patient now, but you still fool me.”

Han Siqi presses her down, “Now that you know you are a patient, why do you meddle in everything? Lie down and sleep now. Don’t think about and ask anything.”

Fu Zhengzheng smiles at him and then closes her eyes.

*

In the snack bar outside the hospital.

Scorpion is sitting opposite to the thin man. He says angrily while tapping the table with chopsticks, “We had a good life in D City. Why did our boss send us to B City? We are not free to do anything here. So boring.”

The thin man comforts him, “Well, stop complaining. We don’t have to do anything here, but we still have a place to live and food to eat. Isn’t it good?”

Scorpion slaps chopsticks on the table and curses, “Bullshit! Who doesn’t know my name in D City? Who dares to be not respectful to us?”

Finding other guests disturbed, the thin man pulls him lightly at once and persuades him in a low voice, “Brother Feng keeps telling us to be in low profile. If you are still like this, aren’t you afraid that Brother Feng will drive you back to D City?”

Hearing the name of Brother Feng, Scorpion becomes less arrogant immediately. Then he shouts at the kitchen suddenly, “Have our dishes been ready?”

“Yes, I will serve them to you right away.” The waiter walks to them quickly with a salver. As soon as the dishes are put down, a man enters.

The man looks around and says slowly, “I’ll make a block booking here. No matter whether you are eating or not, dine somewhere else.”

Seeing the malicious-looking man, other guests leave in haste without daring to say anything.

Only Scorpion and the thin man are left in the snack bar. The young waiter looks around and doesn’t know how to deal with this.

Without looking at the man, Scorpion pours two glasses of liquor for himself and the thin man, and then tells the waiter over his shoulder slowly, “Cook my takeaway dishes quickly. I’ll take them away after I finish the meal.”

The man walks to Scorpion, snorts, picks up the wine glass and pours the liquor across his face.

“Damn!” Scorpion doesn’t wipe his face. He picks up a stool and swings it towards the man’s head…