Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 393: Saved by a fierce and rough boss

"Then what do you think our relationship is?" Cheng Zheng's gaze fell on Wen Yang's face, and the end of his words rose slightly, sounding a bit persuasive.

Wen Yang had mustered up the courage and made full mental preparations before he said that.

Her original intention was to hope that Cheng Zheng could regain his previous sense of boundaries, but unexpectedly, her question just now seemed to have shot herself in the foot.

When this question was thrown to her, how should she answer?

Before what happened today, the two of them had only met a few times in the clinic and had never spoken much before. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were strangers.

But now that Cheng Zheng saved her, if she said they were strangers, it would seem a bit ungrateful and too cold.

Suddenly, Wen Yang had an idea. He looked up at Cheng Zheng and said sincerely, "Mr. Cheng is my savior! I will never forget your kindness today. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay you!"

After saying that, Wen Yang immediately lowered her head, not daring to look Cheng Zheng in the eye. She prayed silently in her heart that Cheng Zheng would not ask any more questions. She felt that she had said everything she could say. If Cheng Zheng asked again, she would really be left speechless.

In Cheng Zheng's eyes, Wen Yang's head was lowered at this moment, like a frightened little rabbit.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. He put away the idea of teasing Wen Yang and asked softly, "Are you still going to the clinic tomorrow?"

Hearing that Cheng Zheng did not ask the same question again, Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her head and replied, "I'll go say hello to Dr. Song tomorrow morning, and I won't be going later."

Cheng Zheng nodded slightly, "Okay, got it. Now that we're home, let's go in first. Remember to lock the door."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Cheng, then I'll go in first..." After Wen Yang said this with forced calmness, she turned around and went into the house with her things, but her slightly panicked footsteps still betrayed her flustered heart.

After closing the door, Wen Yang leaned against the door, but Cheng Zheng's figure kept appearing in her mind, causing an indescribable ripple in her heart.

She shook her head vigorously before putting down her things, turning around to lock the door. After making sure it was locked, she picked up her things and went back into the house.

Cheng Zheng stood outside the door and turned away after hearing the sound of a lock being locked from inside.

When Wen Yang finished washing up and lay down on the bed to rest at night, he tossed and turned.

When she was working in the clinic, Dr. Song took good care of her and didn't let her do any heavy or tiring work. Sometimes, after finishing her work, he would let her go home early.

If Wen Yang suddenly told Dr. Song tomorrow that she was quitting, she would always feel a little guilty. She tossed and turned, thinking about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how to start the conversation.

This matter has not been resolved yet, and suddenly, Wen Yang remembered something else.

Not only did he not spend any money on food or groceries, he even forgot to give Cheng Zheng the money for hospital treatment and new clothes.

Wen Yang was annoyed that she had forgotten such an important thing. She sighed in her heart and decided to solve these two things together tomorrow.

The next day she woke up very early, washed up quickly, ate something casually, and then went out.

She originally planned to go to the clinic and honestly tell Dr. Song that she would quit her job. She also wanted to ask Dr. Song about Cheng Zheng's residence and return the money that Cheng Zheng had advanced to her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into the courtyard of the clinic, I saw a familiar figure sitting on a bamboo chair in the courtyard.

Cheng Zheng leaned casually on the back of the bamboo chair with his long legs crossed. Hearing the movement coming from the gate of the yard, he tilted his head slightly, and the morning sun shone on his face.

As if the sunlight on his face stung his eyes, he squinted slightly, adjusted his sitting posture, and then slowly said hello: "Good morning."

"Mr. Cheng, haven't you finished your treatment? Why are you coming to the clinic again?" Wen Yang asked in surprise.

Because Wen Yang had heard from Dr. Song that Cheng Zheng's illness had been cured and he no longer needed to come for acupuncture, she was a little surprised to see Cheng Zheng again in the clinic.

Hearing Wen Yang's question, Cheng Zheng raised his eyebrows, stood up from the bamboo chair, and slowly walked to Wen Yang.

"I feel like I have new symptoms. I have no appetite and can't sleep."

"How could this happen?" Cheng Zheng said this in a serious tone, which made Wen Yang a little worried.

"But it's okay. I feel much better now. Doctor Song is in there. Go and do your thing. Don't worry about me."

After saying that, Cheng Zheng turned around and sat back on the bamboo chair.

Wen Yang stood there, looking at Cheng Zheng's calm appearance, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

She frowned slightly and wondered to herself, what on earth is this guy doing?

He had just said seriously that he had new symptoms, but the next second he sat back as if nothing had happened, and he didn't seem to be worried about his health at all.

After hesitating for a while, he still had no idea what to do, so he decided to ignore Cheng Zheng for now and talk to Dr. Song about his next plans.

So Wen Yang stepped into the house.

Song Yuan was sorting herbs in the house. When he saw Wen Yang come in, he spoke before Wen Yang could say anything: "Child, I just heard about what happened to you from Mr. Cheng. I'm sorry. It was my negligence that put you in such danger."

Wen Yang was originally planning to think about it before speaking, but he didn't expect that Cheng Zheng had already told Song Yuan everything.

Hearing Dr. Song's apology, Wen Yang waved his hands repeatedly: "Dr. Song, please don't say that. How can this be blamed on you? It's the patient's fault..."

Song Yuan sighed and continued, "It's okay. I do have some responsibility for this matter. Fortunately, Mr. Cheng informed the police and suppressed the matter. Otherwise, if it affected your reputation, I would be guilty of a great sin..."

After hearing this, Wen Yang was stunned. From the time of the incident until now, she had not heard any rumors or gossip about her. She thought that no one had noticed this matter, but she didn't expect that it was the result of Cheng Zheng's private arrangement?

I already owed a lot of favors to others, and now I owe one more...