Upon hearing that, a faint, bitter smile appeared on Nan Wan’s lips, as if mocking, yet also sarcastic, "So, for these twenty years, you were rely an onlooker, while Madam Mu, who caused all this, seemingly shows no guilt."
That’s why there’s such a distant and superior attitude, and thus, Zhao Ying was sent to the North Shore Villa.
It seems like concern for her son, but how is it different from surveillance?
By the way, she can also climb into her son’s bed and push away , the daughter-in-law who married up.
Mu Libei gave a bitter smile.
The address for him turned from ’Dad’ back to ’Uncle,’ and for Shi Rong, it fell directly from ’Aunt’ back to ’Madam Mu.’
"Shi Rong has always been strong-willed, I love her more than I love Mu Huan and Jin Qian, so whatever she wants to do, I comply."
There wasn’t a trace of warmth in Nan Wan’s mild eyes, "I can’t understand such a great love."
The more sarcastic she beca, the more comforted Mu Libei felt.
Compared to hypocritical consolation, the cold and hard sarcasm showed that she cared about Mu Huan more.
What he and Shi Rong owe might only be repaid in the next lifeti, but Mu Huan’s future is long, and the one who can always be by his side might only be this child.
With a hoarse, aged voice, "One day, you will understand. I hope the one who helps you understand is Mu Huan."
Nan Wan put down the now cold teacup, remaining silent.
Mu Libei didn’t mind, offering her a cup of hot tea, "Child, Shi Rong is not bad, it’s just that the things she values are the sa as what you all do."
The steam rising from the teacup blurred the air, making the view sowhat obscure.
Nan Wan stood up, her voice calm, "Sorry, I still have a surgery."
Mu Libei had said all he needed to say, as for how much she could take in, he couldn’t control.
He just reminisced, one by one, through distant mories, "Mu Huan likes black, hates cilantro, is a clean freak, doesn’t like others touching his hair, stays up late watching the NBA, sotis reads Pushkin’s poetry, recognizes beds..."
Nan Wan listened, coolly, without much emotion.
With a polite attitude, she nodded, "Please, take your ti."
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After Qin Zhenzhen drank a large cup of hot brown sugar water, the pain in her lower abdon eased a lot, and her face wasn’t as pale anymore, showing so color.
With so energy, she regained her usual cleverness, "Doctor Nan, are you uncomfortable too?"
Since Doctor Nan returned to the office, she had been staring dazedly at the computer screen.
Doctor Nan, who works at the hospital, mostly doesn’t smile. Although she cos across as ice-cold, it wasn’t to the point of today’s built-in cooling function.
Plus, the heating temperature wasn’t very high...
Upon hearing her, Nan Wan asked back, "What’s wrong with ?"
Qin Zhenzhen took out her phone and looked at the ti, "You’ve been zoning out for half an hour."
The expression on Nan Wan’s face remained minimal, she said lightly, "Since you have the energy to notice , it seems you don’t need to rest."
Why be rciful for nothing!
Qin Zhenzhen stood up from the sofa, glancing at the person in front of the computer screen, pouting, "I’ll continue with my errands."
Then, she turned and walked out.
Before closing the door, she poked her head back in, "Doctor Nan, the surgery in the afternoon is very long, don’t forget to have lunch."
Several tis, she found that Doctor Nan neither went to the cafeteria nor went ho at noon, laying on the desk alone; it was unclear whether it was to catch up on sleep or because of discomfort, but no matter what, she wasn’t eating.
The afternoon surgery was the most difficult one to perform in recent tis, all the doctors in the departnt said that the chance of failure was far greater than success.
It’s very likely that the patient would not make it off the operating table, everyone understood without saying, so no one wanted to take it.
Then Gao Hui deliberately praised Doctor Nan at the eting, saying things like Doctor Nan is experienced, has the best surgical skills, and so on...
As a result, this extrely high-risk and challenging surgery fell to Doctor Nan.
Nan Wan leaned back on the chair, stretching her sore and stiff shoulders, speaking calmly, "Being so verbose at a young age, don’t say you know when you’re older."
Qin Zhenzhen stuck out her tongue and withdrew her head, closing the door.
She had seen through everything, Doctor Nan was indeed a typical example of a sharp tongue but a soft heart!
Just as she reached the restroom door, she heard a familiar voice from inside.
"Xiao Hui, I have to go ho early today, can’t go shopping with you."
Another voice agreed, " too, I’ve been on night shifts for three days straight, my dark circles are almost touching the ground, I couldn’t shop even if you gave a mountain of gold and silver."
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