As night fell, Xi Luo was invited to stay for dinner at the courtyard house.
Zong Hesong sat at the head position, his smile unwavering, and it was clear to everyone how much he appreciated Xi Luo.
They even discussed the current military and political affairs of the Imperial Capital, with a sense of ntorship for the younger generation.
Zong Zhan, however, remained silent throughout, observing coldly.
This woman’s best trick was putting on one face in public and another in private.
No matter how intellectual and graceful she pretended to be, she couldn’t change her inherent cunning nature.
At nine in the evening, Xi Luo bid farewell and prepared to leave. The tired-looking Zong Hesong rubbed the back of his neck and said, "Xiao Xi, do co over whenever you’re free. It’s not easy being unfamiliar with the Imperial Capital, don’t push yourself too hard."
"I understand, Uncle Zong. You should rest early, I won’t bother you any longer."
"Alright, off you go." Zong Hesong finished massaging his neck and pressed his temples. "Old Chen, bring a couple of Revitalizing Pills. Old age is catching up, and just a few rounds of mahjong give headaches and dizziness."
Old Chen followed the orders to the next room.
Here, Xi Luo had just put on her coat when Zong Yue looked around and then stood up, saying, "President Xi, where are you staying? How about I give you a ride back?"
Zong Hesong pressed his brow, peeking through his fingers at Zong Yue, "It’s freezing outside, why are you heading out? Zong Zhan, you go, make sure Xiao Xi gets ho safely for ."
Zong Yue closed his mouth silently, stealing a glance at the old man, wondering if his grandfather did it intentionally.
She had never heard of him having a habit of taking Revitalizing Pills.
And so, Zong Zhan gestured towards the door, raising an amused eyebrow, "Ms. Xi, let’s get you ho."
...
The next day, the third day of the Lunar New Year.
Zong Yue and Li Jun had made an appointnt at a private hospital in the Imperial Capital for a dical examination for Li Jun.
On the way, Zong Yue was repeatedly distracted, forgetting to respond to Li Jun several tis.
"Xiao Yue?" Li Jun held her hand, frowning as he asked, "What’s wrong? Sothing on your mind?"
Zong Yue snapped back to reality, her eyes eting his, and she smiled warmly, "Nothing, it’s just... don’t you find sothing unusual about Uncle Zhan and President Xi’s relationship?"
With a serious expression, Li Jun asked, "What’s unusual?"
He didn’t possess Zong Yue’s sensitivity and hadn’t paid much attention to Zong Zhan and Xi Luo.
Zong Yue turned her head to look out the window, "I can’t put my finger on it, but it’s not just Uncle but also Grandpa."
Her grandfather was always authoritative and impressive in front of others.
Even when eting younger people he admired greatly, he would seldom appear as benevolent and compassionate as he did yesterday.
At this point, Li Jun held her hand in his palm, his lips curling maturely, "If you can’t figure it out, stop worrying about it. I don’t know Xi Luo, but I can tell she’s not soone who would let herself be disadvantaged."
Li Jun, although emotionally reserved, held a high position for many years, possessing the basic insight into people.
Moreover, Zong Hesong had spent a lifeti in the military, surely he wouldn’t fail to see Xi Luo’s true nature.
...
Imperial Capital Private Hospital.
Zong Yue accompanied Li Jun to the male reproductive departnt.
In front of the VIP special consultation room, Zong Yue looked at Li Jun with embarrassnt, "You go in first, I’ll get so fresh air outside."
Li Jun briefly glanced around, nodding towards the elevator, "It’s inconvenient for you here, better wait for in the car."
Zong Yue quickly nodded, turning around and hastily escaping.
She had visited the hospital many tis, but this was her first in the male reproductive departnt.
And... there were many strange instrunts around the corner of the corridor, with signs on the walls about automatic sen collection machines.
Importantly, although there were partitions around, they weren’t soundproof.
In the few seconds while passing by, several mortifying moans ca through the partitions.
What a blunder.
anwhile, after roughly ten minutes of waiting, Li Jun entered the consultation room.
After stating his purpose, the attending physician looked over the forms and asked a few routine questions, then ordered the assistant to lead him to a secluded room for self-sampling.
After Li Jun left, the doctor considered for a few seconds, then took advantage of spare ti to make a phone call.
"Third Bro, isn’t your niece’s husband nad Li Jun?"
On the other end, Zong Zhan leaned against gym equipnt, bare-chested, "Yes, why? Does he need sothing?"
"No." The doctor chuckled, tapping the desk, "He’s here for a check-up. The na looked familiar, then I rembered attending his wedding with your niece."
Zong Zhan wiped his sweat with a towel, "What check-up is he doing?"
"Patient privacy, I can’t tell you." The doctor shrugged with a laugh and before hanging up, gave a vague hint, "After all, I am a professional reproductive specialist. Bye."
anwhile, in the secluded sampling room, Li Jun sat with an upright posture, hands on his knees, his eyes rather calm as he looked at the walls covered in adult posters.
The assistant handed Li Jun the necessary sampling items, patiently reminding him, "This is the collection container, just place it on the tray by the door once you’re done."
Li Jun nodded calmly, expressing thanks, and after the assistant left, the room’s lights dimd.
He surveyed the room filled with adult posters, magazines, and provocative gadgets, frowning slightly.
No matter how visually stimulating the posters were, Li Jun found it hard to find the feeling.
Suppressing his aversion, he turned a few pages of the magazines, quickly losing interest.
After about twenty minutes, the dical assistant walked by the door of the empty room, scanned the area, and not finding Li Jun’s na, shot a thumbs-up to the closed door.
Spent quite a bit of ti.
Just as the thought crossed, the room’s door opened.
Li Jun walked out composedly, holding the empty little container cup in his hand.
"Sir, is there a problem?" the assistant whispered inquisitively, his expression changing rapidly as he eyed the container cup.
Even patients with azoospermia would have so fluid, but there was nothing in his container?
Li Jun discerned the assistant’s shifting expressions, gripping the container tighter, speaking in a low tone, "Can I sample outside?"
"That’s certainly not allowed." The assistant peered into the room, softly probing, "Couldn’t get into the mood?"
The room’s mixed, ambiguous atmosphere generally sufficed to arouse n.
So... what kind of oddity was this man?
Li Jun pursed his lips, frowning deeply, turning on his heel to try the secluded room once more.
The assistant, noting his impatient expression, awkwardly smiled, "Sir, if it’s too difficult, a needle biopsy is also an option."
Li Jun looked back, "Mm, let’s go with the biopsy."
The assistant’s face instantaneously showed empathy. Most n opting for needle biopsy were typically azoospermic patients.
Not long after, the assistant reported Li Jun’s request for a biopsy to the attending male doctor.
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