President, Please Be Careful
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Before Xia Zhetao finished speaking, he felt the atmosphere in the ward suddenly become strange. His heart clenched, and he thought with fear to himself, 'Did I say something wrong?'

"Did you just say you saw her once in the grave?"

Xia Zhetao was so cold that his entire body was shivering. He almost bit his own tongue, “Ya, President Mu. Please don't misunderstand me. I'm not talking bad about Ms. Zhao. Err.. I. I wonder why he's in the grave out of nowhere. She's…"

Mighty Secretary Xia had misunderstood that the reason for Mu Tingfeng's sudden change was because she wasn't happy with him talking badly about Zhao Youlin. So, he finished his sentence hesitantly. Then, he peeked at Mu Tingfeng from the corner of his eyes, only to find Mu Tingfeng secretly staring at him.

'Am I wrong? The president doesn't seem to look unhappy because of this. If that's the case, what is it? Could he have misunderstood that the former Madam President and I.’.

Xia Zhetao shuddered at his own speculation. He lunged into Mu Tingfeng's bed, and he cried out in despair, “President Mu, don't get me wrong. I swear by God that Ms. Zhao and I are innocent! It just happened to hit him at the funeral that day! After all, I only saw him from afar, I didn't even greet him directly, let alone greet him. You have to trust me. Even if the gods were beside me, I would not dare either.”.

Mu Tingfeng felt a headache from her frustration. He frowned as he replied impatiently, "Shut up."

Xia Zhetao's cry like a banshee ended abruptly. He pouted his lips and looked sad. He lowered his head sadly, not daring to speak a word.

The ward returned to silence. Mu Tingfeng lay on her bed. He closed his eyes slowly, and he slowly put together everything that came to him.

Police station, find someone to do an investigation, share the same name, drastic changes in his temperament, funeral, died in the line of duty, a few months ago, divorce and so on and so on ...

When each piece is confused together, something seems to start to make sense. He vaguely saw a breakthrough, and he identified a trend from it.

After some time, Mu Tingfeng suddenly opened her eyes. He looked at the ceiling above his head. His eyes were deep with no expression. He said a few words, “Secretary Xia, go back and do an investigation about the female police officer who has the same name as Zhao. I want to know everything about a female police officer in three days.”

Xia Zhetao froze, as if he had suddenly realized something. His expression changed, and he said solemnly, “Tnoted. I will ask someone to do an investigation soon.”

By the time Zhao Youlin returned to the ward, Mu Tingfeng and Xia Zhetao had finished their conversation.

Mu Tingfeng was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, while Xia Zhetao was at the door of the ward. He listens to the nurse about things he needs to pay attention to.

As soon as Xia Zhetao saw Zhao Youlin return, his eyes twinkled. She greeted him enthusiastically, “Ms. Zhao, you're back!"

Zhao Youlin felt goosebumps all over her body as Xia Zhetao licked her. He glanced inside the ward, and he asked in a low voice, "Where is Madam Mu?"

“Oh, Madam Mu is injured, so she goes home first. Before he left, he left a message to me, telling me that Miss Zhao was terrified today, while the president was suffering from gunfire, and he might have a fever in the middle of the night. He was afraid that you could not handle it at night after rushing through the day. Therefore, I will stay here at night to take care of the president. Miss Zhao, you can go back and rest first. You can come to replace me tomorrow.”

Zhao Youlin had no further opinion. It's good not to stay up late at night. She still had to comfort the frightened old man from the accident, as well as explain to them about her having to take care of Mu Tingfeng in the hospital.

After that, she had to pick up Joy from Kindergarten. If she had to return to take care of the man, her schedule would become much more solid.

Zhao Youlin felt uneasy as if someone was resting her gaze on him. It's hard to ignore.

She frowned, and she turned around, only to meet Mu Tingfeng's expressionless gaze. His heart stopped beating. He instinctively felt ashamed.

Immediately, Xia Zhetao noticed Zhao Youlin's strange gaze. He threw a cursory glance around the ward. The next moment, he understood everything. He immediately shut his mouth. He humorously carried the female nurse standing at the side, and they left quietly.

As Xia Zhetao left, the only remaining wards were Mu Tingfeng and Zhao Youlin. The atmosphere is getting awkward.

After a long silence, Zhao Youlin could not help but fake a cough. She went to Mu Tingfeng's bed, and she said awkwardly and with great difficulty, "How are you?"

Mu Tingfeng's eyes sparkled as soon as he heard Zhao Youlin take the initiative to show her some attention. Just when he wanted to look handsome by acting cool, domineering and assertive by saying the words "I'm fine", he recalled his mother's advice before he left.

His eyes sank, and he hesitated for a while before he whispered, "After the effects of the anesthetic subsided, I felt .. pain."

"Huh?" Zhao Youlin did not manage to react on the spot. He blinked his eyes confused.

At the moment when she reacted to Mu Tingfeng's words, her eyes widened so big and she thought, 'What did that man just say? Pain?!'

He thought a man like Mu Tingfeng, who was egocentric and tall and mighty would grit his teeth, enduring her pain and telling others that she was fine no matter what injuries she suffered or how much pain she experienced.

However, he actually told her that he felt pain? How painful?

One had to say that Su Ruixin's trick worked because of luck. If Mu Tingfeng maintained her usual way by putting on a stoic face and barely speaking, Zhao Youlin would have a little talk with her.

Now, he showed his vulnerability to Zhao Youlin in a weak yet stoic manner. Zhao Youlin did not know how to react to him.

"Is it really ... painful?" After he finished speaking, Zhao Youlin almost bit her own tongue. Is he talking nonsense? He's been shot before. He naturally knew how much burning pain such a wound was carrying.

Mu Tingfeng did not speak any further. Meanwhile, Zhao Youlin thought she was trying to give way to her manhood and hence, she forcefully endured her pain. Traces of guilt unwittingly grew from his heart.

Zhao Youlin trembled as she realized what she was thinking. She said in a panic, “If you feel pain, I'll ask the nurse to bring you more painkilling pills. By the way, I still have to go back and handle something. Today, Secretary Xia will stay here with you. I'll be back tomorrow.”

Right after she spoke, she fled without thinking about Mu Tingfeng's reaction.

Under his stoic face, President Mu was overjoyed by Zhao Youulin's concern about him. He lay on the bed, with his deep eyes watching Zhao Youlin's fading silhouette.

His unharmed hands had been gripping the sheets tightly under his body for a long time.