On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"You look very happy." Chi Mu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked after Yu Wangxi left in a hurry.

Chen Qian looked into his slightly curved eyes with some doubt, and was surprised to find that there was no warmth in them.

"Really? Maybe I'll suddenly relax and my mood will improve."

"Really? That's not bad. But I still feel a little tired occasionally." Chi Mu sighed softly, his face full of fatigue. "I heard that after we came back, Chi Zheng also fainted and was temporarily admitted to the emergency room."

"He..." Chen Qian couldn't help but feel relieved because of this news.

But no matter what, they are Chi Mu's family with blood ties. No matter how much he dislikes them, he will still have some feelings for them. What's more, he said that he felt tired.

Chen Qian didn't know what to say for a moment. Should he offer consolation or congratulations? This was truly a difficult question to answer.

Chi Mu watched Chen Qian's expression change again and again, feeling very conflicted. He was secretly delighted but didn't show it on his face.

Chi Mu said, "Don't worry too much. I don't really feel anything about this. I just feel a little sad that he was so controlling, but as soon as he lost the power over others, he immediately collapsed."

"Then why do you still feel tired?" Chen Qian's expression and tone were extremely serious. "It must have an impact."

"That's true." Chi Mu smiled bitterly, "Because I should take over his mess, clean up what he shouldn't have, and leave behind what needs to be continued."

"What does that mean?" Chen Qian was confused. "I thought it would end here."

"Because it's so large, if everything is shut down all at once, not only will the losses be enormous, but the industries involved will also be inevitably affected," Ikemu explained. "In serious cases, it could cause massive unemployment and a dramatic shift in the market environment."

"Is there no one else who can take over? Isn't it because you don't want to do this..."

"It's a pity that there's no one who can replace me for now. But there's nothing we can do about it." Chi Mu confirmed Chen Qian's expression and said in a gentle and persuasive manner, "But... when I'm really tired, can I come and talk to you?"

"Me?" Chen Qian was stunned. He kept his lips slightly open and his eyes wide open, and stayed like that for a long time.

He hesitated and asked, "Is it appropriate?"

Just when Chi Mu was about to say something, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and then joyful voices came from the door.

"Qian'er! Brother is back from hunting!"

It was Yu Wangxi who went to get lunch for Chen Qian.

The somewhat stuffy atmosphere in the room was suddenly disturbed, and Chi Mu lost the opportunity to speak.

"Oh, just put it here." Chen Qian hurriedly set up his bedside table, his movements unable to hide his panic.

"You must eat more and eat more." Yu Wangxi bared his teeth, opened his thermos bag, and filled the table with the dishes made by Sun Cheng.

Chen Qian has been drinking porridge in the hospital for quite some time, and the doctor's orders have gradually been relaxed, and the range of dietary restrictions has also been narrowed.

So Yu Wangxi specially asked Sun Cheng to make a few more dishes with stronger flavors, such as stewed meats in soy sauce, to satisfy Chen Qian's craving first.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he glanced sideways at Chi Mu, his eyes full of cunning evil intent.

The tone was innocent and a little tea-flavored, and the words were an obvious order to leave.

"But Senior Chi Mu, you should have a more nutritious meal than this. Look, I prepared very little today, and the flavors don't seem to be suitable for a patient like you. I can't keep you here to eat with us."

But Chi Mu didn't care about his words at all, and replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, I'll just ask them to send my meal down. It's fun to eat together, isn't it?"

"Maybe it's not convenient." Yu Wangxi's smile was a little stiff. "Senior, you should go back first."

Chi Mu looked dejected when he heard this. He turned to look at Chen Qian, "Xiao Qian, do you also think it's inconvenient for me to be here?"

"That..." Chen Qian avoided the pitiful gaze in embarrassment and glanced at Yu Wangxi who had already started to curse with his expression.

"If Xiao Qian feels it's inconvenient, then I can go back first." Chi Mu said in a faint and weak tone, "It's just that I don't see many people all day long, and it's rare for you to come downstairs and visit. If you find it troublesome, I will try my best not to come down later."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be out of breath suddenly and started coughing softly without any sign of stopping.

Yu Wangxi looked at the frail man opposite him in fear, and his pale face, which was gradually turning a little red due to the unbearable coughing.

What to do... He seems to be fainting.

Yu Wangxi's hidden anger suddenly turned into sharp silver needles, piercing into the place called conscience neither lightly nor heavily.

what is this?

Oh, it turned out that he was feeling guilty for being angry with the patient because he was blinded by greed.

He hurriedly handed Chi Mu a glass of water and awkwardly spoke before Chen Qian: "Well... it's okay to be inconvenient once or twice, right, Chen Qian."

"Yes...stay."

The coughing slowly subsided. Chi Mu clenched the water cup tightly in his palm and said breathlessly, "Thank you very much."