An hour later, Ke Teng returned to the entrance of his villa.
The butler, having noticed his arrival early, was already there to greet him.
After getting out of the car, Ke Teng strode inside, the butler settling the bill behind him.
Back at home, seeing him still wearing the clothes he'd left in, the same shoes, and with a grim expression, the butler knew he hadn't had a good few days.
He instructed the housekeeper to prepare his favorite dishes and handed him his phone.
The house was spacious and bright, exuding elegance and refinement everywhere.
He used to spend time in such an environment daily and didn't think much of it. But after experiencing hardship outside for a few days and returning...
In front of the butler, Ke Teng took off his clothes and shoes and threw them on the floor, saying, "Take these out and throw them away."
Then he went into the bathroom to shower.
He emerged after a luxurious soak lasting nearly an hour. The housekeeper had already set out a gourmet Western meal and red wine for him.
Wrapped in a bath towel, Ke Teng sat at the dining table, leisurely eating steak, sipping red wine, and gazing at the night view outside through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.
He thought to himself: I didn't die after leaving you, Jian Fei. Just you wait. Once I've recovered, I won't let you off tomorrow.
This was the first time in his life he had encountered a woman who dared to humiliate him. Ke Teng now only wanted to trample Jian Fei's dignity into the ground.
To make her deeply realize that she had provoked the wrong person.
As soon as he got his phone back, eager for something new and with no one to supervise him, Ke Teng stayed up until three or four in the morning before sleeping.
The next day, he woke up past ten o'clock.
After washing and dressing, he instructed the butler to bring him his car.
"Young Master is going..."
"Tell my father that from now on, I'll listen to him and go to the company tomorrow. I have some personal matters to attend to today."
He drove the car directly to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shangcheng Medical University, found the neurosurgery department, and inquired about Jian Fei with a nurse.
Generally, only older people are prone to cardiovascular aging, blockages, and related issues, so neurosurgery departments typically deal with middle-aged and elderly patients.
Suddenly seeing such a young, tall, and handsome man, the nurse couldn't help but gaze at him with admiration.
But she soon regretfully informed him that Jian Fei was no longer in their department; she had been fired yesterday.
Ke Teng never expected that Jian Fei, who was meticulous to the point of being obsessive about her work, would ever be fired.
Logically, he hated her, and hearing this news should have made him happy.
But his first reaction was surprise and displeasure.
"Why was she fired?"
The nurse said, "I don't know the specifics. She must have made a mistake. Director Zhang was her doctoral supervisor, and he handled it personally."
"Caught in a major mistake by her own supervisor, it seems she can't expect to get her graduation certificate. Her doctorate was wasted."
Recalling Jian Fei's expression when she returned home last night, Ke Teng felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He immediately left the hospital, got into his car, and sped towards Jian Fei's home.
He rushed upstairs and knocked vigorously on the door. Soon, the door was opened.
Jian Fei's eyelids were even more swollen than yesterday. She looked disheveled and was still wearing yesterday's clothes. It was unclear if she had slept or not.
Seeing the completely refreshed Ke Teng appearing at the door again, she showed no surprise.
"Why are you here again?"
"Why aren't you going to work?" Ke Teng followed her inside familiarly.
Jian Fei didn't answer him, speaking as she walked.
"What do you want from me? If I go to work, you won't be able to find me, right?"
As they entered, Ke Teng noticed she was packing her belongings.
In the small apartment, there were only a few clothes and some inexpensive appliances, all of which she was packing.
Some were in bags, others piled on top of suitcases, all standing by the wall.
"What are you doing? Are you moving?"
Jian Fei walked over, pulled the cover off the sofa, and prepared to fold it neatly to take with her.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't ask pointless questions."
"You didn't bring anything when you came, so there shouldn't be anything of mine left here."
They seemed to be on different wavelengths, each speaking their own thoughts.
Ke Teng took a step forward: "What happened that got you fired?"
Jian Fei was surprised that he knew about her dismissal so quickly. Her movements paused, and an expression finally appeared on her face.
There was surprise and embarrassment, but soon, as if it were irrelevant to Ke Teng, she regained her composure.
"Didn't you always scold me for being heartless, like a robot, and unfit to be a doctor? Now that I'm fired, it's as you wished, so you should be happy."
"..."
Ke Teng recalled what he had said to her before.
Indeed, none of his words were kind.
But now was not the time to bring that up!
After all, Jian Fei had been his private doctor for a few days, and they had some connection.
If she encountered something bad, and he didn't inquire, wouldn't that be too heartless?
What was so important about folding a worn-out sofa cover?
He found Jian Fei's evasive attitude annoying and reached out to stop her.
"I'm asking you! What exactly happened, why were you fired? Did you perhaps give the wrong medication to a patient?"
Jian Fei sidestepped his hand, folded the sofa cover in a few swift movements, and placed it into a red plastic bag.
"Why do you need to know the details? Are you perhaps going to help me?"
Ke Teng blurted out.
"It's not impossible, if you weren't in the wrong..."
Honestly, hearing him say that, Jian Fei felt a touch of gratitude.
But then she thought, they were not related, nor were they friends. Why would Ke Teng believe her words and go to the trouble of standing up for her?
"No need. I can't be bothered to say. Since you've returned, you should listen to your father."
"He only raised you, his only child, his life hasn't been easy..."
Ke Teng completely lost his patience and kicked the wall.
"Stop lecturing me! I'm talking about your business now, don't drag me into it!"
"I'll ask you one last time, what did you do wrong?"
"My father was able to find you, which means your professional skills should be excellent. At least you were my private doctor, Ke Teng. If you don't want to be called an idiot, tell me!"
He persisted, asking again and again. Jian Fei, who had already resigned herself to her fate and calmed down, felt her heart stir.
Her nose stung, and her eyes involuntarily welled up.
She turned and glared at Ke Teng.
"It wasn't because of my profession. It's because I saw something I shouldn't have, which infringed upon someone else's interests. Someone had to make me leave!"
"You rich and powerful people just like to control other people's lives and trample on their dignity so casually. What's the use of telling you? Will you understand me if I tell you?"
Although Ke Teng had treated her very badly before, often verbally abusing her and indeed trampling on her dignity.
He considered himself different from others.
Hearing Jian Fei categorize him with those villains, his heart tightened, and he felt a sense of breathlessness.
"Is this really how I appear in your eyes?"
"Otherwise? What do you think? Haven't you seen yourself clearly in the few days since you left your father?"