Xia Wan’an paused abruptly as she stepped into the room.
Han Jingnian remained silent. After a while, Xie Lin spoke again: "I am going to prescribe you so dicine to cool you down... However, pretend to eat the dicinal als your wife cooks for you. Don’t truly consu them. I am afraid your health could be seriously affected if you take them long-term..."
"President Han, do you think this is necessary? Clearly, it is not your issue. Not only are you taking the bla upon yourself, but you are also taking various tonics every day even when you are healthy. Isn’t this tantamount to self-punishnt?"
The quiet Han Jingnian finally cleared his throat. Although his tone was not raised, it conveyed his displeasure.
"Alright, alright, can’t I just shut up?" Xie Lin imdiately backed down: "Take this dicine twice a day, three tablets each ti. And drink these, two a day. This supply will last for one week; I will make another house call to examine you after a week..."
"If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. I have a surgery to perform at the hospital later..."
As Xie Lin finished talking, Xia Wan’an heard his footsteps leave the dining room. She quickly took a step back, her heart pounding as if she’s a thief. She closed the door lightly, scarcely making a sound, then ran towards the elevator. She repeatedly pressed the elevator button and as soon as it opened, she rushed in and hurriedly closed the door as if she was making an escape.
Throughout the elevator ride, Xia Wan’an was in a daze. Her mind was a ss, as if she was trying to think of sothing but couldn’t pin it down. When the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot on the second basent floor, she remained standing still inside the elevator even as the doors opened and closed multiple tis.
It wasn’t until the elevator returned to the fifth floor and people from her floor started entering that Xia Wan’an realized she had forgotten to get off. She hurriedly pressed the button for the second basent floor again.
As she stepped out of the elevator, she walked a few steps before pausing abruptly. She didn’t regain her composure until Zhang Te, her personal assistant, who thought she could not find her car, got out and hailed her. Only then did she move towards the car.
"Good morning, Mrs," Zhang Te greeted and imdiately opened the car door for her as she approached.
After climbing into the car, Xia Wan’an sat lost in thought, staring out of the window for a good while before finally responding, "Good morning, Zhang Te."
Zhang Te looked at her oddly and asked after a mont of hesitation: "Is there... sothing on your mind, Mrs?"
"No..." Xia Wan’an shook her head, "I’m just a bit tired."
"Then you should take a nap, Mrs. I’ll wake you when we get to the office."
With a "thank you," Xia Wan’an rested her head against the car window and closed her eyes.
On the way to the office, traffic made the car jerk and stop intermittently. Xia Wan’an seed to be asleep, but in fact, she was not tired at all. The words of Xie Lin and Han Jingnian kept echoing in her ears as if they were a spell.
"Your health was originally fine, the low sperm survival rate you told your wife was a lie ... It’s clearly not your problem, but you insisted on taking it upon yourself..."
What did Xie Lin’s words an? Han Jingnian was healthy, why had he been lying to her? And the part about insisting on taking the bla upon himself, what did it an?
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