Chapter 10

Ning Chen woke up to find himself in a strange room.

The bed was soft, and the furnishings were luxurious.

This room was far better than his shabby little house.

Could it be that he had traveled through time again?

"Awake?"

Ning Chen turned his head at the sound, but this movement pulled at his injuries, causing him to groan in pain.

But he was more surprised because the person standing by the bed was Ning Ziming.

"Wu Butler, Chen'er is awake... Bring the prepared medicine and chicken soup."

Ning Ziming called out to the outside.

Ning Chen was utterly confused. Had his brain been hit too hard? Or was he dreaming?

Especially when Ning Ziming called him "Chen'er," it made him shudder.

"Chen'er, how are you feeling? Are you better?"

Ning Chen reached out to pinch his own face, wondering if he was dreaming.

But he hesitated, then beckoned to Ning Ziming.

Ning Ziming was taken aback, thinking Ning Chen had something to say, and instinctively leaned closer.

Suddenly, Ning Chen grabbed his beard and yanked it hard, pulling out several strands.

Ning Ziming gasped in pain, instinctively raising his hand to strike Ning Chen... but he lowered it again.

But he couldn't help but shout, "Rebellious son, what are you doing?"

"Not dreaming!" Ning Chen muttered, then looked at Ning Ziming and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ning Ziming tried to suppress his anger and said,

"Ning Chen, we are family. Your two brothers didn't mean to hurt you... I have already punished them. Family matters should not be aired outside, so let's put this to rest."

Ning Chen was full of questions.

Was Ning Ziming's brain damaged by Chang Ruyue's thighs, or was he just being stupid?

When something is out of the ordinary, there must be a reason.

Ning Chen stared at him warily, "Minister Ning, what do you really want?"

"Rebellious son, I am your father, and you won't even call me Father?"

Ning Chen sneered, "Father? Absolutely not... I can't afford a father like Minister Ning; it would cost me my life."

"Minister Ning, just say it... What do you really want?"

Ning Ziming was furious but had to suppress his anger.

"Chen'er, brothers fighting is common... As your father, I believe family matters should not be aired outside, so let's put this to rest!"

Ning Chen's eyes flickered. Why did Ning Ziming keep emphasizing that family matters should not be aired outside... He seemed to be very wary of others knowing about this.

Although he couldn't figure out the reason immediately, this could be useful.

"Minister Ning, calling me Ning Chen sounds better... Don't call me Chen'er anymore; it's disgusting, and people might think we have a good father-son relationship."

Ning Ziming, who was good at controlling his temper, was now flushed with anger.

Ning Chen continued, "Minister Ning, I know you don't like me... Coincidentally, I don't like you either."

"Rebellious son, I am your father, and you dare to speak to me like this... It's utterly disrespectful."

Ning Chen sighed, his eyes cold, and said, "Minister Ning, there's no one else here, so there's no need to put on a show... You brought me back to the Ning family for a reason, and we both know it."

"If you have any conscience, I hope you will consider our meager blood ties and let me leave the Ning residence."

Ning Ziming's face changed, "You want to leave the Ning residence?"

"Yes, I hope Minister Ning will show mercy and let me go."

"Ning Chen, you can't carry a load or lift a hand, and you are neither a scholar nor a warrior... If you leave the Ning residence, you will starve to death outside."

Ning Chen looked at him deeply, "Minister Ning, don't worry about it! Even if I starve to death, I won't dirty the noble land of the Ning family."

Ning Ziming's face turned ashen.

Ning Chen absolutely could not leave the Ning residence. If the Emperor found out, he would be furious... Ning Ziming would die even if he had ten lives.

Just then, a knock came at the door.

"Come in!"

Wu Butler entered with a tray, carrying a bowl of medicine and a bowl of soup.

Ning Ziming suppressed his anger and said,

"Ning Chen, you just woke up, and your mind is still unclear. We can talk about this later... Drink the medicine first; it will help you heal faster."

"By the way, I had someone prepare chicken soup to help you recover."

Wu Butler came to the bedside.

"Fourth Young Master, this old servant will help you drink the medicine."

Ning Chen turned his head and looked, "Is there poison in it?"

Wu Butler hurriedly said, "Fourth Young Master, you really know how to joke... Actually, the Master is very concerned about you, he just doesn't know how to express it. During your coma, the Master stayed by your bedside without leaving."

Ning Chen sneered, feeling no gratitude.

He knew Ning Ziming too well; he was a cold and unfeeling person... As for staying by his bedside without leaving, it was definitely for another purpose.

"How is Uncle Chai?"

Wu Butler hurriedly said, "Uncle Chai is fine, Fourth Young Master, don't worry!"

Ning Chen sneered; Uncle Chai was old and had been beaten by Ning Mao, how could he be fine?

"Fourth Young Master, this old servant will help you drink the medicine?"

Ning Chen remained silent.

Seeing that Ning Chen was hesitant to drink the medicine, Wu Butler took a sip himself.

"Fourth Young Master, are you reassured now?"

Ning Chen's face was expressionless, and he nodded, then said, "Change the spoon."

This spoon had been used by Wu Butler, and he found it disgusting.

Wu Butler wasn't a good person either.

Wu Butler's face darkened, but he quickly put on a smile, "Alright, this old servant will change it!"

Wu Butler changed the spoon, fed Ning Chen the medicine, and then the chicken soup.

Ning Ziming said, "Let's go, we'll leave so as not to disturb Chen'er's rest!"

"Chen'er, rest well. I'll come see you tomorrow morning... Also, Wu Butler will be outside the door, so you can call him if you need anything."

Ning Chen didn't speak, closing his eyes.

He really didn't want to see Ning Ziming's hypocritical and disgusting face.

Ning Ziming snorted and left.

After Ning Ziming left, Ning Chen opened his eyes... He was thinking about why Ning Ziming's attitude was so unusual today.

Perhaps because of the medicine, he fell asleep without realizing it.

He slept until the next morning.

Ning Chen felt his strength had recovered somewhat, but his broken ribs were still very painful.

He struggled to sit up and reached for the chamber pot under the bed... He couldn't hold it any longer.

Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Wu Butler walked in.

"Fourth Young Master is awake?"

Ning Chen angrily said, "Get out! After serving Minister Ning for so long, you don't even know the rules? You don't even know to knock first? You've learned the rules from a dog."

Wu Butler's face darkened.

If it were before, he would have found a way to deal with Ning Chen... But now he didn't dare, as the Master suddenly cared a lot about Ning Chen, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

This is what they say: "What kind of person raises what kind of dog, and the dog follows the master."

The reason Ning Chen had a bad attitude toward Wu Butler was that this old dog had often helped Chang Ruyue and her son bully him.

"Fourth Young Master, don't be angry, this old servant will leave, this old servant will leave..."

Wu Butler bowed his head, smiling, but his eyes were full of resentment as he slunk out.