Chapter 82: Chapter 82 How Many Nas Do You Actually Have? Chapter 82: Chapter 82 How Many Nas Do You Actually Have? After a surgery, Ye Chuyi took off her sterile suit, changed into her own clothes, donned a white lab coat, and returned to her office.
As soon as she entered, she saw Sheng Tingyuan sitting at her desk.
She was sowhat displeased, “Why are you here again? And you’ve taken my spot.”
Sheng Tingyuan lifted his head and looked at her for a long ti.
Ye Chuyi thought he was being a bit inexplicable and ignored him, simply grabbing her water cup to drink.
Sheng Tingyuan gazed at her delicate, fair face, his emotions sowhat complex.
He had never known that her talent was so extraordinary, her dical skills so superb.
She had never boasted to him, and after performing such a difficult surgery, she hadn’t sought credit from him or his mother; she had silently hidden herself.
No wonder his mother’s surgery was arranged so quickly and smoothly—he had thought it was the effect of his billion, but now he understood it was Ye Chuyi’s doing.
No wonder the lead surgeon had personally stitched his mother’s wound—it turned out the lead surgeon was her.
No wonder during those few hours of his mother’s surgery, she had suddenly disappeared from his side, only reappearing after the surgery was over.
What else about her did he not know?
“Ye Chuyi.”
“Huh?”
“Why didn’t you tell ?”
“Tell you what?”
“You are Anxin.”
Ye Chuyi had just taken a sip of water and almost choked at his words, “You know?”
“Your assistant told .”
“What? She ca back from vacation?”
“You think it’s fun to play ?”
Ye Chuyi coughed lightly, “No, I didn’t an to play you, I thought you were prejudiced against . If you knew before the surgery that I was Doctor Anxin, you definitely wouldn’t have trusted . Mom’s surgery was urgent, and I didn’t want to waste ti or let her suffer more pain.”
She glanced at Sheng Tingyuan and saw his handso face was indifferent, his expression cold, which made her feel perplexed.
Even though he was sitting and she was standing, which should an she had the upper hand, why did it feel completely reversed now?
He was sitting in her chair, occupying her spot, yet was so imposing.
And there she was, like soone who had done sothing wrong, being interrogated by him.
“This isn’t my fault; I’ve given you hints before—it’s you who thought I was useless.”
She grabbed Sheng Tingyuan’s suit lapels in one motion, “Get up, you’re in my spot.”
Sheng Tingyuan looked down at the hand gripping his suit, slender, fair, and beautiful like a piece of art.
He had held this hand before.
But he never imagined that this hand could be so powerful, that it had saved his mother’s life.
He even had a strange thought at that mont: such a precious hand, and she used it to casually grab his clothes? Wasn’t she afraid of injuring her hand?
He gently held her wrist and slowly took his suit out of her grasp.
Ye Chuyi thought he was repulsed by her touching his clothes and glared at him, “Do you have a phobia? Or do you just dislike looking at ? You seem to hate touching you so much.”
Sheng Tingyuan stood up and gave the chair back to her, “I don’t have a phobia, nor do I dislike looking at you.”
Ye Chuyi didn’t believe a word; she suspected he both had a phobia and found her distasteful.
But this was just fine for her; she wouldn’t have to sleep with him and have children.
Annoyed by his presence, she said, “Aren’t you leaving? Don’t you need to be by Mom’s side?”
“She’s asleep, and there are bodyguards watching over her.”
After Ye Chuyi sat down, she noticed a gift box on the side: “Did you give this to ?”
“Mm.”
Sheng Tingyuan acknowledged with a hum, then added, “It’s for Doctor Anxin, to thank her for saving my mom.”
Ye Chuyi found it sowhat amusing—was it really that hard for him to thank her directly? He still had to say it was for thanking Anxin.
She opened the gift box to find it full of nutritional fluids.
She suspected these were just sothing Sheng Tingyuan had asked soone to buy for Tang Jin and had casually gotten so for her as well.
Ye Chuyi unabashedly opened a bottle of the nutritional fluid to taste it and assess its effect.
Sheng Tingyuan watched her intently, “How many nas do you have, exactly?”
“What?”
“One mont Lin Chuyi, another mont Ye Chuyi, then Anxin, how many nas do you have?”
“Uh, not many, just three, four, five, or six, I guess.”
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