"Enough, stop crying, just hurry and get my dad into the ward."

Zhao Tienan sighed and pulled up Zhou Wenting. This was right at the entrance of the emergency room, and crying so loudly wasn't appropriate.

Brain hemorrhage is like taking a walk on the edge of death; if the doctors manage to pull someone back, that's already quite good.

Besides, even if there are sequelae, Zhao Tienan is here. He can help his dad recover gradually through medication and rehabilitation.

Over ten minutes later, inside the ward.

"Zhou Wenting, you should head back. I'll stay with my dad tonight."

"Here's a prescription. Go get the medicine tomorrow morning, and bring it to me after you've prepared it."

Zhao Tienan settled everything and handed Zhou Wenting a prescription, urging her to go back quickly.

After all, this pampered princess couldn't really help, and Zhao Tienan didn't feel like communicating with her.

"Okay, fine..."

Zhou Wenting nodded and then left.

By 10 AM the next morning, Zhao Liwei finally woke up, but his body was still very weak, unable to move at all.

"Tienan, you're here? Where's your stepmother?"

The first thing Zhao Liwei asked about was Zhou Wenting, clearly showing how much he cared for his young girlfriend.

"I sent her back to prepare the medicine."

"Just focus on your recovery. I'll take care of you here."

Zhao Tienan said calmly, as he took a warm towel to wipe his father's face.

In truth, Zhao Tienan didn't have any fondness for this father.

Since his parents divorced, Zhao Tienan had been living on his own, with little communication with his father, and now he had little to say.

"Oh, okay, Tienan, it'll be hard on you."

Zhao Liwei nodded, unsure of how to communicate with this son he hadn't seen for ages, and soon the ward fell into an unprecedented silence.

Over an hour later, it was nearly noon.

"Why hasn't Zhou Wenting arrived yet?"

"At this time, the medicine should be ready, dawdling any longer and it will affect the recovery."

Zhao Tienan glanced at his watch, mumbling with a frown.

He felt speechless about his young stepmother, unable to handle such a small task. What use did his dad see in her?

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Zhao Tienan made a call, but it kept going unanswered.

"Dad, give me your house key, I'll go check it out!"

Zhao Tienan said coldly, his face turning pale with anger.

His prescription was specifically for treating the aftereffects of brain hemorrhage, but it had to be administered within 24 hours post-operation; otherwise, its effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

"It's in my pocket, go get it."

Zhao Liwei said weakly, "Don't be mad at your stepmother, I'm the one who spoiled her..."

Zhao Tienan didn't say another word, took the keys, and left, arranging for a caregiver to look after his dad in his absence.

Half an hour later, Zhao Tienan arrived at his father's house.

But when he opened the door, he witnessed a scene that skyrocketed his blood pressure.

Zhou Wenting was still lying in bed in her pajamas, sleeping in a wildly spread manner, one strap had slipped off, revealing a voluptuous bosom, and a strong smell of alcohol lingered on her.

The task of preparing the medicine had completely slipped her mind!

Useless, more harm than good.

Fortunately, Zhao Tienan came to check; otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten the medicine prepared by her today.

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