Xiao Yijian’s face fell, always hitting a sore spot. Every ti this bear-child went out, he made his father’s heart sink. Didn’t he see that the re ntion of "sister" clouded his own mother’s face?
Xiao Yijian muttered a few words and then started to coax his wife again.
These days, being a dad is hard, being a husband is even harder.
Sigh~
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Back in City B, Xiao Anze didn’t drag things out and followed Lu Zhiyuan to the hospital.
On the way, he checked the news and got the gist of the situation. To his surprise, Lu Jinyang was already married, and his wife was that woman Yang Qiao often ntioned to him!
He smiled, fate is really sothing~
As soon as Xiao Anze lay down on the hospital bed, Lu Zhiyuan ca to him with the share transfer docunt.
He looked at Lu Zhiyuan seriously, "It’s not too late to sign after she wakes up."
A trace of surprise clearly flashed in Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes.
Xiao Anze clearly caught the surprise in his eyes, but he just smiled and said nothing. He was accustod to playing his cards unconventionally, and everyone just needed to get used to that.
For two straight days, other than eating, Xiao Anze was just having blood drawn. With so much blood taken from him, it was impossible not to feel anything. Fortunately, Lu Zhiyuan kept his promise, preparing fine als for him every day, making him feel he might gain weight once discharged.
After two days, Li Yan ca to tell him that there was no need for further blood draws, but he needed to stay another day in the hospital in case of any sudden conditions. He felt dizzy, so he thought staying another day in the hospital might be good for him.
Xiao Anze walked to the door of Lu Jinyang’s hospital room, gently opened the door and entered.
In the hospital room, only he was quietly sleeping there; he heard that Lu Jinyang had been asleep for two full days since he ca out of the operating room with no signs of waking up.
His complexion was abnormally pale, so pale that Xiao Anze thought he had put on makeup.
He sat by the hospital bed, staring at his head wrapped up like a rice dumpling, lost in thought.
He didn’t know how long he had sat, when a nurse hurriedly ca over, and told him that the dean was calling him to his office. He thought he was going to have blood drawn again, which scared him stiff.
In the dean’s office, Li Yan was repeatedly inspecting a docunt, both shocked and disbelieving. He didn’t even notice when Xiao Anze entered.
Xiao Anze leaned against the door, knocked again and spoke, "Dean Li, I heard you were looking for ?"
Li Yan finally looked up at him, his perplexity deepening.
"Mr. Xiao, please have a seat."
"No need to be polite."
Xiao Anze walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down, and Li Yan pulled out another chair and sat opposite him, studying his face again and muttering sothing.
Xiao Anze, being well-mannered, waited patiently without urging Li Yan.
Finally, Li Yan stopped looking at him. He took out a notebook, opened it, and picked up a pen.
"Mr. Xiao, there are so matters related to dicine I’d like to discuss with you."
"? Related to dicine?" Xiao Anze’s mouth twitched slightly, everyone knew he was a playboy, and here he was discussing dicine with this prodigy of the dical field?
Watching Li Yan nod seriously, Xiao Anze began to doubt himself, thinking maybe he really was a hidden genius in the dical field.
However, what Li Yan said next embarrassed him.
Li Yan said, "I’m very curious, you and Mrs. Lu have nothing in common, how co your blood mixes so well? And moreover, as if it cos from the sa mother."
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