As soon as Cheng Leyan hung up the phone with Mama Rong, the caregiver on the other side was in a panic: “Young Master Cheng, what do you mean by this? Wasn’t this our mutual understanding from the start? I help you turn off the surveillance, and you do whatever you want. Now if President Rong leaves and our director investigates, I’ll definitely lose my job!”

Cheng Leyan: “Mutual understanding, my foot. Losing your job is just right; you’re a terrible caregiver.”

The caregiver gritted his teeth: “Fine, Cheng Leyan, let’s go down together! When Madam Rong arrives, I’ll tell her that all those bruises on President Rong were caused by you!”

Cheng Leyan: “What hitting? Who said I hit my husband? This is, this is…”

Three seconds later.

Cheng Leyan said calmly and fearlessly: “I kissed him with my mouth.”

Caregiver: “???”

419: ???

250: ???

Rong Wangzhi himself: ???

Even Zhuozhuo, who couldn’t speak, was: ???

Cheng Leyan righteously said: “He’s my husband, we’re married, what’s wrong with me using my mouth! Go ahead, tell my mom, say whatever you want. If you don’t say anything, it’s just pure negligence on your part. If you do say something, you’ll also be guilty of turning off the surveillance and watching my husband get—uh, kissed by me. Go ahead, see who gets unlucky then.”

The caregiver was left speechless, his face turning red and purple.

Ten minutes later, Mama Rong arrived in a hurry, and the director of the nursing home had also rushed over, repeatedly saying, “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding.”

Mama Rong couldn’t be bothered with him and went straight to see Rong Wangzhi.

Seeing those lips, her first second: ?

By the tenth second: ??????

What the heck!

He really had pouty lips painted on!

Although it looked quite nice, but this, is this some kind of madness? Why put lipstick on my son! I’ve never even put lipstick on my son!

She turned and scolded: “Misunderstanding? Look at my son’s lips and tell me, is this a misunderstanding!?”

The director of the nursing home leaned in to look, and after seeing it, he almost wanted to slap the caregiver. What kind of lunatic puts lipstick on a vegetative person, is there something wrong with his head!!

Cheng Leyan chimed in: “Director, there’s no misunderstanding. Your nursing home claims to have strong medical expertise, right? With professional doctors on duty, measuring patients’ various indicators daily.

“But I just looked at my husband’s records for the past two months, and his weight has been fluctuating around 65 kilograms, hardly losing any weight, which is almost impossible. It must not have been measured, just filled in randomly. If he really weighs 65 kilograms now, I’ll eat his medical bed standing on my head.”

He continued: “For example, how my husband’s daily schedule is arranged, how many times he turns over, how many minutes each time, how long he sunbathes each day, how many meals a day, what the nutritional meals include, whether he has any unconscious movements, whether he has any primitive oral chewing activities, these questions, the records are the same every day. Who are you trying to fool?

“Not to mention, my husband has bedsores! A caregiver paid five thousand yuan wouldn’t let a patient have bedsores!”

The caregiver’s face turned pale. He was the main caregiver responsible for Rong Wangzhi but was not attentive at all, even deliberately neglecting to please Cheng Leyan before. Other caregivers followed suit and didn’t care much. Mama Rong hadn’t checked under the clothes before, and they had long been used to slacking off, never expecting today to come.

The director could only keep saying that they would definitely replace him with a responsible caregiver this time. But Mama Rong didn’t even give him a glance, directly and decisively calling someone to transfer Rong Wangzhi to another hospital.

The car arrived quickly. Cheng Leyan, with Zhuozhuo, also left together.

Before leaving, he said to the director: “Refund us the fees for the past three months, or see you in court!”

As soon as they left, the director slapped the caregiver across the face: “Get out of here!”

The caregiver tried to explain: “No, director, actually it was Cheng Leyan—”

Director: “I don’t care about Cheng or whatever Cheng, I’m currently begging the Rong family to invest in another nursing home, okay? We were negotiating well, and now it’s all ruined! All ruined!!! I told you to take good care of the Rong family’s Eldest Young Master, he’s a golden seedling, and you, you put lipstick on him!? Are you crazy?”

He was furious, and finally kicked the person down: “Get out! Don’t even think about working in this field again!! I want to see which nursing home dares to hire you!”

The caregiver collapsed on the ground, looking desolate.

Meanwhile, in the car, Mama Rong couldn’t stand her son’s lips that looked like they had a Meitu Xiuxiu beauty effect, and couldn’t help but take out a wet tissue to wipe them.

After wiping a few times, her son’s lip color remained unchanged, and there wasn’t a trace of red on the wet tissue.

She was shocked: “What kind of lipstick is this? The setting effect is so good?”

Cheng Leyan was also amazed: “Yeah, maybe we should try makeup remover later.”

Mama Rong snorted. She also checked Rong Wangzhi’s bedsores, feeling extremely distressed, and blamed the bruises on the caregiver.

Finally, she looked at Cheng Leyan: “You did well today.”

Cheng Leyan cheerfully said: “Mom, it’s what I should do. But, are you planning to have Mr. Rong stay in the hospital long-term?”

Mama Rong was a bit troubled upon hearing this.

She was now a bit apprehensive about the entire nursing home, not very reassured, but having him stay in the hospital all the time, she felt the environment wasn’t good.

In her heart, she immediately resented the Rong family’s second branch.

Originally, Rong Wangzhi was staying at the old residence, where all the medical equipment was specially prepared for him. But the second branch’s fool pretended to be concerned, saying that the old lady loved Wangzhi the most, and having him in such a state at the old residence would make the old lady sad.

They used words to pressure her, mixed in with other matters, and eventually, she had to find a place outside to settle her son.

This grudge, she must avenge!

But as for where Wangzhi would stay afterward…

While she was still pondering, Cheng Leyan said: “Mom, let Mr. Rong move back to our house. I’ll take care of him. I have some experience.”

Yes, he really had taken care of a paralyzed patient before, and for quite some time, with plenty of experience.

Mama Rong looked up at him: “Are you serious?”

Cheng Leyan nodded: “I know how to do all this, how to prepare nutritional meals, how to massage, how to turn over, how to wipe the body, I have it all figured out.”

He immediately reached out to massage Rong Wangzhi’s leg, his movements very professional.

Mama Rong was stunned, suddenly realizing, thinking that when Cheng Leyan massaged her shoulders before, he was so good at it, could it be that he learned it specifically to take care of Wangzhi?

Although it was completely unnoticeable, was he really so concerned about Wangzhi?

Cheng Leyan added: “I married Mr. Rong to bring good fortune, right? Now, although I haven’t figured out how to do that, it’s probably better to be closer for it to work.”

Mama Rong was silent for a moment, finally exhaling and saying: “Alright. Move back.”

Cheng Leyan was full of confidence: “Mm! Don’t worry, I’ll definitely bring good fortune, bring new ideas, bring results, bring hope, bring a future, bring a better tomorrow!”

Mama Rong: “…Stop talking nonsense. Let’s observe for three months first, if there’s no problem, I’ll give you a 20% raise. If you do well, I’ll continue to raise it.”

Cheng Leyan was instantly overjoyed: “Oh, Mom, we’re all family, no need to be so polite! Hahaha, a 20% raise, that’s quite a lot. Rest assured, I’ll definitely take good care of Mr. Rong.”

Mama Rong: “Just don’t spend the money on some wild man and I’ll be even more at ease.”

Cheng Leyan: “What wild man, there’s no wild man who can spend a penny of mine! Come, Mom, let me massage your shoulders, you’ve been busy all day, you must be tired?”

Lying beside them, Rong Wangzhi: …Tsk.

He had already figured out the situation.

It seemed that after his car accident, he became a vegetative state, and his mom, probably out of her mind, actually found a man to “bring good fortune” to him.

Bring, good fortune.

He couldn’t imagine this term being associated with himself.

This man clearly wasn’t a good person, probably resentful of this marriage, using the excuse of visiting him to commit acts of violence on this body, and spending money on some “wild man” outside.

But now, for some reason, he refused to admit those past actions and was pretending to want to live with him.

Who knows what his intentions are.

So, glib-tongued, full of lies, two-faced, hypocritical, malicious, ruthless, greedy, cunning, honey-tongued, deep-minded…

What kind of person did Ms. Zheng find to bring good fortune to him?

In short, his initial impression of this so-called “wife” was extremely poor, and he didn’t know if Zhuozhuo would suffer any grievances with him.

As for the system in his mind, it was definitely not his imagination, but real—mainly because that “pouty lips” thing actually existed.

How could he get this system out of his mind?

All this information flashed through his mind in an instant, and System 250 didn’t even catch it.

Beside him, it was quiet, and Cheng Leyan didn’t continue talking. Rong Wangzhi felt his consciousness being pulled back into the deep sea.

250 anxiously said: [Host, host, can you give me full access? Let me see if there’s a way to help you! Host, why aren’t you speaking, say something, host???]

Rong Wangzhi: [Goodbye.]

After saying that, he completely lost consciousness.

250: Ahhhhh!

It had converted all the energy from the “mmm ahh” task into health points and injected it into Rong Wangzhi’s body. But it was still far from enough.

When would it get another chance to do this damn R18 task again!!!

It was another day of despair for the system.

Cheng Leyan was completely unaware of all this. He followed Mama Rong and the others, settling Rong Wangzhi into a VIP ward at a high-end private hospital, with medical staff coming in to recheck his condition.

After everything was settled, Mama Rong said to Cheng Leyan: “Wangzhi needs a lot of medical equipment. In the next few days, I’ll arrange for it to be set up at the villa, and I’ll also hire two more caregivers to take care of Wangzhi.”

Cheng Leyan: “Don’t worry, Mom, we’ll supervise each other.”

Mama Rong nodded: “I’ll arrange for a driver to take you back.”

Cheng Leyan: “Thank you, Mom. There’s one more thing, Mom, do you have any connections at the hospital? Can you help me get an appointment? I want to take Zhuozhuo to see a doctor, to see Director Liu at the children’s hospital. I searched on Little Green Book, and he has the highest ratings. But I can’t get an appointment, and I don’t want to go through scalpers.”

Mama Rong was taken aback: “Zhuozhuo has already seen several doctors, actually… they all…”

They were all not very helpful.

Cheng Leyan said: “The ones he saw before were all private, right? I want to take him to see a public hospital doctor.”

Mama Rong didn’t dampen his spirits, nodding: “Alright. I should be able to arrange it, I’ll have my assistant let you know when it’s done.”

She looked at Zhuozhuo a bit longer, full of longing, but didn’t say she wanted to hold the child, finally just saying: “Zhuozhuo, goodbye.”

Zhuozhuo quietly waved at her.

They had lunch back at the villa, and in the afternoon, Assistant Chen sent a WeChat message saying the appointment was made. Calculating the time, Cheng Leyan took Zhuozhuo to the hospital.

This was a “child protection department” check-up, essentially a comprehensive check-up for children of appropriate age, including various blood tests, to determine growth and development.

Cheng Leyan was initially worried that Zhuozhuo would be afraid of blood tests, but he wasn’t at all, Zhuozhuo was incredibly well-behaved.

So well-behaved it was heart-wrenching.

Public hospitals were very crowded, and after a long ordeal, all the tests were done, and they took the results back to the doctor for review.

The doctor looked through the various reports, finally sighing and saying: “Take him home, let the child eat well, whatever he wants.”

Take him home?

Eat well?

Whatever he wants???

With these three flags, Cheng Leyan’s eyes immediately filled with tears.

He hadn’t known Zhuozhuo for long, but he genuinely cared for him and was prepared for a long-term relationship. He truly wanted to make up for what the original owner had done to Zhuozhuo.

He never expected that the child was so seriously ill.

He immediately hugged Zhuozhuo tightly, tears falling, his lips trembling as he asked: “Doctor, please, please take another look, he’s so young, so young, how can we give up without even starting treatment? Doctor, I’m begging you, please take another look at my child, please!”

The doctor was stunned.

Then stunned again.

Finally, he said: “No, no, I just meant that the child is anemic, his growth curve is lagging, he needs to eat more good food to catch up.”

Cheng Leyan: …………..

Cheng Leyan: “Then what was with your tone just now?”

Doctor: “I still have 28 more appointments, I feel like I’ll be seeing patients until 8 PM today, so I just sighed.”

Cheng Leyan turned bright red.

It was a misunderstanding.

His cheeks still had tears on them, which he nonchalantly wiped away, saying: “Doctor, thank you for your hard work.”

In his arms, Zhuozhuo felt complicated.

He didn’t quite understand why “eating well” would make his stepfather misunderstand, but what he saw was his stepfather thinking he was going to die, being so sad that he cried, and even begged the doctor to save him.

Stepfather… does he really care about him that much?

Stepfather brought Dad back home, and stepfather is also very good to him, so, has stepfather really changed for the better?

But, will he go back to how he was before?

The young cub’s mind was filled with questions he couldn’t explain.

Cheng Leyan began discussing with the doctor: “Our child has always had issues with not eating, we’re trying to find the cause ourselves, and now we’re planning to try various foods to see what he likes. Doctor, I want to ask, could there be other underlying causes?”

The doctor said: “You can supplement zinc, I’ll prescribe it for you. But there’s also a simple method, just take the child to eat KFC. If the child doesn’t even eat KFC, then there’s a big problem, and you should come to the hospital to see a gastroenterologist.”

—Directly pointing to KFC, you could say, it’s very straightforward and crude.

The doctor flipped to another report page, which was Zhuozhuo’s developmental quotient assessment: “The child’s language issues are more significant. Hearing is normal, tongue is normal, he had an MRI before, right? No issues? Then it’s due to other reasons.”

He started talking to Zhuozhuo, using some toys to engage him, observing the child’s reactions.

Finally, he said, he can follow instructions, interact, mimic, and his attention span is okay, basically ruling out autism. What needs to be done now is, first, to attend language intervention classes, and second, to rule out psychological factors, it’s best to take the child to see a psychologist.

The doctor said a lot, and Cheng Leyan listened attentively.

The biggest feeling was that raising a child is really demanding.

Leaving the hospital, it was about time.

It was already mealtime, so Cheng Leyan directly found a nearby KFC, took Zhuozhuo inside, and said: “Baby, let’s get you something delicious—never had KFC before, right! Stepfather worked here during college, whether it’s healthy or not, it’s definitely clean. And it’s so tasty!”

Zhuozhuo really hadn’t had it before.

To be honest, Zhuozhuo had never eaten out before. He knew there were restaurants outside, knew others could eat out, but that was all from watching cartoons. Aunt Zhang usually couldn’t be bothered with him, wouldn’t take him out to play, just let him watch cartoons, and he learned a lot from them, even learned pinyin and many common words.

But this was his first time actually being in a restaurant.

He widened his eyes, curiously looking around:

Wow, what is KFC? Is it a restaurant for eating chicken?

Wow, the restaurant is so small? Not as big as home.

Wow, you pay and the chef brings out the food, just like in cartoons!

It happened to be Thursday, so Cheng Leyan ordered a Crazy Thursday for himself, a kids’ meal for the little one, and then very familiarly told the server: “Hey handsome, can we get freshly fried fries? Thanks, long live McDonald’s!”

He smiled brightly, and faced with such a face, the server blushed, responding: “Long live McDonald’s!”

Then paused: “…Wait, we’re KFC.”

But still gave him freshly fried fries.

Once the food was ready, Cheng Leyan took the tray and found a seat.

Then he took a fry, dipped it in some ketchup, and offered it to the little one’s mouth: “Baby, eat up, freshly fried is the best!”

Zhuozhuo smelled the aroma and swallowed hard.

He had watched the server bring out the food, he knew this was a “restaurant,” it couldn’t be that everything in this restaurant would make him sleep.

Moreover…

It smelled so good, really so good.

He opened his mouth and took a bite of the fry from Cheng Leyan’s hand. Then he felt like he had opened the door to a new world.

Children’s food is always low in salt and sugar, focusing on health, and fried food in this regard is a dimensional reduction attack. How could any little one resist the temptation of fried food!

Ten minutes later, Cheng Leyan was almost scared.

Zhuozhuo ate the fries, then finished the burger, ate a nugget and a wing, and still wanted to continue with a drumstick.

Cheng Leyan was afraid the child would overeat, so he quickly refused him.

Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, revealing two round dimples, and just stared at him with those big, dark, bright eyes, as if saying: Can’t I eat more? Really can’t?

Cheng Leyan’s heart melted, and he quickly said: “Baby, stepfather is afraid you’ll eat too much and get a stomachache, you’ve already eaten a lot, you’ll need a digestive tablet later. How about this, you like KFC, we’ll continue tomorrow, okay?”

Zhuozhuo thought: Stepfather isn’t afraid I’ll eat too much and he won’t have enough. Stepfather is worried I’ll have a stomachache.

Stepfather, is he… caring for me?

After Dad’s accident, he hadn’t felt cared for in a long, long time, and now he just felt doubtful and unsure.

And such delicious food, can he really eat it again tomorrow?

The next second, Cheng Leyan: “Oh, we won’t eat this tomorrow.”

Zhuozhuo: …Oh.

Cheng Leyan: “Today is Thursday, it’s a good deal, tomorrow there’s no Crazy Thursday, let’s go to McDonald’s instead! Haven’t had a poor ghost set meal in a long time, hehe.”

Zhuozhuo: Poor ghost, so our family is a poor ghost?

So our family has no money, we’re poor ghosts!

Suddenly enlightened.