Chapter 290 - 290 I Don’t Need It

290 I Don’t Need It

In the darkness, Sang Qianqian could not see her brother’s expression, and she only felt a wave of sadness.

She did not know how to persuade her brother.

Perhaps any words of comfort would be powerless at this moment, as it would not be able to relieve the sluggish pain in his heart.

Luckily, Sang Minglang quickly adjusted his emotions.

He had never been used to revealing his heart to anyone, not even his sister. This moment of weakness and depression was already his limit.

“How’s Shen Hanyu doing?”

“He’s fine now.”

Sang Qianqian was stunned for a moment. “Brother, he came to Yuecheng with me today.”

Sang Minglang immediately understood what his sister meant. “You want him to come see Dad?”

Sang Qianqian nodded her head. “But Dad definitely doesn’t want to see him. I’m afraid he won’t have a good attitude if he does.”

The last time she went overseas, Sang Pengcheng had made it clear that it was fine for her to seek medical treatment for Shen Hanyu, but it was not for the sake of Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu’s relationship. Instead, it was to repay him for saving Sang Minglang.

If Sang Qianqian’s trip was fruitless, then so be it. If there was a result, then it would be considered as returning the favor to Shen Hanyu, and they would no longer owe each other anything.

“If he really wants to be with you, he’ll have to come no matter how bad Dad’s attitude is.”

Sang Minglang said, “When I get discharged, if Shen Hanyu is still around, let him come visit.”

“Isn’t it a little too early to visit now? He might not even be able to enter the door, and he would probably… Be chased out by Dad.”

Sang Qianqian had only wanted Shen Hanyu to come to the hospital and say he was visiting her father as an excuse.

“It’s fine. It’s not like I’m not here. Even if he gets chased out, I have a way to let him in again.”

Sang Minglang’s simple words made Sang Qianqian feel more at ease.

“Brother, did you know that Sister Xiaoshuang actually has a younger sister?”

Sang Qianqian told him about how she had met Xie Shi’an and Ruan Xiaodie when she was overseas. “Shi’an said that Xiaodie had been traumatized in the past, so she never grew up mentally. Her intelligence is like that of a child, but she’s still especially cute.”

Sang Minglang was silent for a while. “This illness, is it incurable?”

“There were cases of people with the same symptoms as her, but they were cured by Professor Fu’er.”

Sang Qianqian said, “Professor Fu’er left behind a few notebooks. I’m looking through the information in them one by one. Who knows, I might be able to find some useful information. I promised Shi’an that I would try my best to treat Xiaodie once I had a clue. If I can cure her in the future, Sister Xiaoshuang will definitely be very happy.”

The room was silent for a long time.

Only then did she hear Sang Minglang’s deep voice, “Just do your best.”

—

He tossed and turned the entire night, unable to sleep.

Early the next morning, Sang Minglang received a call from the police, saying that a few knife-wielding people had been caught. However, the people who had attacked him only claimed that they had recognized the wrong person, and were not instructed by a client surnamed Zhao.

According to the police’s overnight investigation, it was indeed someone else who ordered these people to attack, but that was a different dispute.

At the same time, the company’s legal department also called to say that the partner surnamed Zhao had sent a team of lawyers to the company to terminate the contract and pursue the company’s legal responsibility.

Sang Pengcheng was very worried, but Sang Minglang was very calm, “Dad, don’t worry. That Zhao guy will change his mind before noon.

This person indulged in wine and women, and had done many absurd things.

Among them, there was one trouble that Sang Minglang had helped to settle, and as a result, he had accidentally obtained a private video.

The content was unsightly. Not only were there many men and women fighting, but the most important part was that the conversation involved tax evasion by a man surnamed Zhao.

Whether to have the video publicized or to hold the Sang family responsible, the man surnamed Zhao will be able to make a quick decision.

“It’s best if we can turn a big problem into a small one. If we really can’t do it, then we’ll use this kind of last resort.”

Sang Pengcheng thought about it for a while and decided to go to the office personally to meet the other party’s legal team.

Sang Qianqian made a trip home, took a shower, and changed her clothes. She also asked the aunt at home to prepare lunch and brought it to the hospital.

“I have to go find Shen Hanyu. He still has treatment today.”

Sang Qianqian placed the lunchbox on the table and took out the food one by one. “Also, Yunli has called me several times. I have to meet her.”

“Go ahead. Honestly, you don’t have to come anymore. I don’t need you here.”

Sang Minglang stood up nonchalantly and walked to the table to sit.

“How can I not come? I still have to bring you dinner tonight. The food at the hospital is definitely not as good as the food at home.”

Sang Qianqian ladled a bowl of congee and handed it over. Sang Minglang was about to take it when he caught a glimpse of the figure at the door, his eyes immediately turning cold.

Seeing her brother’s strange expression, Sang Qianqian was puzzled. She turned around and was stunned.

A young girl with a face which resembled 50-60% of Ruan Xiaoshuang was standing timidly at the door with a lunchbox in her hand.

She seemed to be very nervous. Her fingers that were holding the food box were clenched so tightly that her knuckles were a little white.

“Mr. Sang,”

The girl looked at Sang Qianqian and Sang Minglang, and hesitated for a moment before saying, “May I come in?”

“Of course you can.” Sang Qianqian smiled. “Are you here to see my brother?”

Hearing the words “my brother,” the girl was stunned for a moment, then she heaved a sigh of relief and said softly, “Yes, it was all because of me last night that Mr. Sang was injured. I felt really bad, so I came to visit. How is Mr. Sang’s injury?”

“He’s fine. The doctor did a ward round in the morning and said that my brother can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. It’s just that he’ll have to rest for a while after he goes back.”

Sang Qianqian finally understood why her brother had gotten into an accident last night.

This girl really looked like Ruan Xiaoshuang, especially her eyes.

“That’s good. I was really worried last night.”

The girl’s face was filled with genuine joy as she handed the lunchbox in her hands to Sang Qianqian. She said shyly, “This is the lunch that I personally made for Mr. Sang. I’m not sure if it will suit his taste.”

“Thank you,” she said. Sang Qianqian took it from her. “May I know how I should address you?”

“My name is Zhang Xue.”

The girl curled her lips. “What should I call Sister?”

Sang Minglang, who had been watching the two of them chatting expressionlessly from the side, could no longer take it.

He really suspected that if he didn’t say anything, the two of them would continue to chat like this.

“Alright, you can go now.”

Without waiting for Sang Qianqian’s reply, Sang Minglang coldly interrupted Zhang Xue’s words, “I already told you yesterday that I didn’t save you because of you. You don’t have to thank me, and don’t come looking for me again in the future.”

Zhang Xue was stunned for a moment. Her beautiful face turned red and then white. She said softly, “I understand, Mr. Sang. I won’t come and find you again.”

She was about to reach the door.

“Wait,”

Sang Minglang suddenly opened his mouth, “Take the lunchbox away. I don’t need it.”

Zhang Xue’s watery eyes slowly turned red. “Mr. Sang, if you don’t like it, you can just throw it away.”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and walked away.

“Brother, can’t you at least give her some face? She came all the way here just to see you…”

As an onlooker, Sang Qianqian felt that she couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

“I don’t have that much face to give to others.”

Sang Minglang lowered his head to eat his porridge. He did not forget to push the lunchbox in front of her. “Remember to throw it away later.”

Sang Qianqian was speechless.