C37

When Cheng Tian drew up to the first floor, Shen Moxi's car was already parked downstairs. She went up to open the passenger door and got in. As she fastened her seat belt, she casually asked, "Why is it so fast?"

Without a response from Shen Mushui or seeing the car start, Cheng raised his head in puzzlement and found Shen Mushui staring fixedly out of the car. Following his gaze, Cheng saw the black Bugatti belonging to Gouzi Hao arrogantly parked by the wall.

So he was looking at the car. He must have recognized that the car belonged to Gu Zi Hao.

"Is that why you think I'm fast?" Shen Mushui suddenly turned his head and looked at her mockingly.

Cheng Tian Painting knew that he had misunderstood her. If it was in the past, she would definitely be disdainful to explain it to him. But tonight, Shen Mu Xi's performance was still passable. Ru said, "I didn't know Gu Zi Hao would spend the night at the Yi family home. I only found out that he was there when I got there."

Shen opened the skylight and looked up. He saw a tall male figure standing on the lighted balcony on the seventh floor. It was Gu Zihao.

Cheng also saw, a moment of embarrassment, she did not expect Guozi Hao to stand on the terrace to watch him leave.

Upstairs, Gu Zi Hao seemed to see them, and actually stretched out his hand to wave to them.

No matter how familiar they were, they could not tolerate such naked provocation!

Shen turned on all the lights in the carriage, grabbed Cheng's shoulder when he was sure that Gu Zi Hao could see clearly, pulled her into his embrace when she didn't expect him to, lowered her head and kissed her lips, then gnashed her teeth and warned her in her ear, "Next time, stay away from him."

He let her go, closed the skylight, started the car, and drove away.

Cheng looked at his taut profile and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He couldn't understand why Shen Muxi always felt so much hatred whenever he saw Gu Zi Hao.

Last night she had been drunk, and the memory of the river was not clear. She could only vaguely remember that Gouzi Hao intended to take her home, and that Shen Muxi had just appeared. There was a dispute between them, and they both held her hand and refused to let go, but they could not remember what they were arguing about or what they were saying, nor did they know at all what kind of dispute existed between them.

She wanted to ask Shen Muxi why, but then she thought that this had nothing to do with her, so it was better not to ask, so that Shen Muxi wouldn't think that she had anything to do with Gu Zihao.

In the morning, when Cheng was about to leave, he found an important contract in his bag, one that LILY had repeatedly reminded her to take with her to the company last night.

Today wasn't her holiday, so she couldn't go to work at Shen's.

She originally wanted to hand over the contract to Shen Muxi as a servant, but she was worried that the contents of the contract would be leaked. She looked at the time and realized that she was almost late for work, yet Shen Muxi was nowhere to be seen.

Normally, if he had enough time, Shen Moxi would go to Yang Tingxin's place to see her before going to the company. At this time, he didn't see anyone. Perhaps he had gone to Yang Tingxin's place.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Tian Painting took the contract and walked towards Yang Manxin's bedroom.

She stood at the door of Yang Tenxin's bedroom, knocked on the door to hurry up and entered. To her surprise, Shen Muxi wasn't there. Instead, He Hui, who was standing in front of the bed, turned around and stared at her with his hands behind his back.

The two women were shocked and began to size each other up.

Cheng Tian Hua glanced at the arm behind her back and asked, "What are you doing?"

He Hui quietly threw the syringe in his hand to the side, steadied himself, and looked at her with disdain, "What else can I do? Of course it's to serve the young mistress. On the other hand, Miss Cheng, you knocked on the door before entering the room. What if I was just helping the young lady with her nails or cutting her hair, and you gave me such a fright that I poked her? Can you take responsibility of the young master's accusation? "

As he spoke, He Hui's tone became more and more confident. This was because she could already tell from Cheng Tian Hua's expression that he didn't notice anything.

"I'm sorry, I thought Mousey was here." Cheng Tian Painting once again swept his gaze to her hands behind her back and calmly apologized.

He Hui sneered, "Eldest Young Master just kissed the Young Madam goodbye. He'll be back tonight."

"Then I'll look elsewhere." Cheng Tian drew a glance at the sleeping Yang Manxin and retreated out of her bedroom, closing the door at the same time.

Walking along the corridor filled with rose blossoms, Cheng's mind occasionally recalled the frightened expression He Hui had when he saw her, as well as the hands she had been carrying on her back.

She couldn't help but laugh. No matter how bold He Hui was, he wouldn't dare to do anything to Yang Tenxin, right? She clearly knew how much Shen Moxi loved Yang Tianxin, and she also clearly understood Shen Mouxi's violent temperament.

Who dared to touch a single hair on Yang Manxin's head? Shen Moxi definitely wouldn't let him off.

"Where did you go?" As he was walking down the corridor, Cheng Tian painting was shocked by the appearance of Shen Muxi.

Shen Moxi was here to retrieve the contract, but after searching the entire bedroom, he couldn't find her. He didn't expect to see her walking over from the air corridor with a thoughtful expression the moment he walked out of the bedroom.

Other than Yang Tianxin, there was no one else living there, and most people would not go there. It was precisely because of this that he placed Yang Manxin there to recuperate.

"I... I'll go find you. " Cheng Tian Painting handed the contract over to him. Shen Moxi didn't accept it, but looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Seeing the doubt on Zhang Xuan's face, Cheng Tian Hua said in a bad mood, "Why? Are you afraid that I will hurt your Tenderloin? "Don't worry, I'm not that evil."

Shen Moxi finally retracted his doubtful gaze and took the contract from her hand. He then calmly said, "Let's go."

Cheng quickly followed his footsteps and got into the Bentley with him. As usual, Shen Muxi parked the Bentley near the Shen Mansion, and Cheng got into Xiao Li's car.

When Cheng Tian Hua arrived at the hospital, it was just time for the shift to start. She changed into her work clothes and started checking her medical log. There were two operations to be done today, both of which had been pre-arranged.

Because Old Granny Shen had helped her shift, her working hours were short, but the workload was not reduced at all. Many patients who could trust her were hoping that she would be the one to perform the surgery.

After the operation was completed in the morning, Cheng Tiantao received a call from Dean Feng's secretary as soon as he had changed into his operating clothes. He asked her to come to his office.

Dean Feng was looking for her? Could it be that this has something to do with Shen Mushi?

Before meeting Shen Moxi, Dean Feng had never summoned her alone. After all, she did not have a single official post in Arne and did not have the qualifications to meet with the Principal directly.

Arriving at the door of Dean Feng's office with a nervous and uneasy mood, Cheng Tiantao took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Only after receiving a response did he open the door and walk in.

"Dean, you were looking for me?" Cheng Tian Shi asked politely while standing by the door.

Dean Feng smiled and motioned for her to sit down, then asked his secretary to pour her a glass of water.

Even though the entire hospital, including Principal Feng, didn't know that Cheng Tian Painting was already married into the Shen family, Old Madam Shen's special treatment of Cheng Tian Painting made Principal Shen realize that Cheng Tian Painting's position in the heart of the Shen family was definitely not ordinary. Thus, he treated her with extreme gentleness.

"Dr. Cheng, the hospital, together with several senior doctors in the United Kingdom, have done a detailed research and discussion on your mother's condition. They have now come up with a more suitable treatment plan for your mother …"

"Really?" Cheng Tian Tu cried out happily.

Mother's treatment? That was something she had even dreamt of Arne giving her!

She never thought that Old Madam Shen would keep her word and be so efficient. In an instant, she felt that the grievances and humiliation she had suffered in the past few days were nothing. As long as her mother had hope, she was willing to give up everything!

"See how it makes you happy." Dean Feng chuckled.

Cheng Tian Hua scratched his head in embarrassment, "Sorry, I was laughed at by Dean Feng."

"Understandable." Dean Feng laughed again, saying, "However, this plan requires surgery and there is also risk. So the hospital needs to seek your opinion first before we can continue discussing it."

"What risk?" Just a moment ago, Cheng Tian painting's joyful heart had sunk halfway, and the expression on his face had also become a lot more serious.

Actually, as a doctor, she understood more than anyone else that no matter big or small operations, there was always a risk. For a vegetable like Cheng Yanyun, the risk would definitely be greater.

"If I succeed, I might wake up. If I fail, I might lose my life."

"What are the chances of success?"

"Fifty percent."

Only fifty percent. Cheng Tian drew in a bitter breath.

Actually, wasn't she supposed to be happy? At least her mother still had half a chance of waking up, but she was also a bit afraid that if she lost her life on the operating table, she would never see her again.

"Dr. Cheng, you should go back and think about it carefully. When you're done, you can tell me."

"Alright, thank you, Dean Feng." Cheng Tian Hua nodded sadly, stood up and walked out of the principal's office.

Standing in the elevator, she closed her eyes, feeling conflicted. This choice was too difficult, she really didn't know how to choose.

At night, Cheng leaned against the headboard and read a book on the treatment of vegetarians.

Shen Moxi stayed in Yang Manxin's room until very late. He glanced at Cheng Tian painting, then lifted the blanket and got on the bed. He turned on the television and scanned the stage with the vibrator.

He was bored to death, so he turned his head to look at the medical journal in Cheng Tian's hands. When he saw the title of the explanation for the vegetative figure, he said in a mocking tone, "Aren't you part of the internal medicine? Can you understand this?"

"In our line of work, the more the better." Cheng Tian continued to flip the paper without even lifting his head.

"As if we're not in the business." Shen Mushui sneered disdainfully and lay back down on the bed.

Cheng Tian Painting did not continue arguing with him. Instead, he turned his head to look at him and seriously said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"If you're asking me not to kiss you and hug you, my answer is NO."

Cheng was at a loss for words. He glared at him and said, "Young Master Shen, didn't we have a good talk before?"

"Ask away." Shen Moxi was speechless as he placed the blanket down.

This woman had no sense of entertainment whatsoever. She was too boring.

Cheng Tian Hua pushed the pressure back to the bottom of his heart, and stared at him as he asked, "If the hospital told you that they have already found a cure for Yang Manxin, but the operation only has half a chance of success, would you be willing to take this risk?"

"What's the extent of the other half?" Shen Moxi asked.

"Died on the operating table." Cheng Tian replied.

Shen Moxi's expression began to turn grave and grave. He became silent, obviously seriously considering this question.

After a long while, he finally replied, "I am willing."

"Why? Aren't you afraid of her … "

"I'm afraid, but I'm willing to believe that the heavens will give her a chance to live. After all, she hasn't done anything wrong in her life. Isn't there a good reward for good people?"

Good people will be rewarded …

She did not know if her mother had done anything wrong in her life, but she believed that her mother was kind-hearted. Should she believe that the heavens would give her a chance?