Yin Ruohong paused, as if something was blocking her throat, and her eyes gradually became sad.

Jiang Can felt guilty for touching a sore spot and quickly changed the subject, "Uncle, your cat seems to be in good spirits, it doesn't look sick!"

"Oh..." Yin Ruohong came back to her senses and forced a smile, "It... hasn't been feeling well these past two days, I think it's better to come and get it checked out."

“But this line is just too long,” Jiang Can sighed.

The pet hospital is small, but the cats and dogs are hard to control, and since they can't talk, they can only bark when they have a problem.

Even experienced veterinarians need to put in some effort.

"Anyway, I haven't called you yet," Yin Ruohong chuckled softly. "How about I take a look at your cat?"

Jiang Can was somewhat surprised, "Are you a veterinarian?"

"I am a doctor."

“Uncle,” she laughed, “you treat human illnesses, but you can also treat animals?”

Not wanting to miss this opportunity to get closer to her, Yin Ruohong insisted, "Medical theories are all interconnected; you can apply what you've learned to other situations without any problems!"

Jiang Can frowned.

Shen Xiao didn't say that. He often said that everyone has their own expertise, especially in a highly precise field like medicine, which requires specialization.

"Anyway, there's still plenty of time before we have to wait in line!" Yin Ruohong laughed. "Let me take a look at it first! I have a family secret recipe!"

Jiang Can smiled slightly.

She put the chubby orange down with some skepticism.

In order to talk to his daughter a little longer, Yin Ruohong took the cat's pulse for the first time in his life.

But he couldn't pinpoint exactly where the pulse was or how to take it.

He kept touching it, which annoyed the chubby orange cat. The little ball of flesh let out a shriek and swung its paw, scratching his hand hard!

"Ah!" Jiang Can exclaimed in surprise, "Fat Orange, what are you doing!"

Several red marks appeared on the back of Yin Ruohong's hand, which swelled up instantly.

Jiang Can turned pale and apologized repeatedly.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry! It's my fault for not taking good care of it..."

"It's alright!"

Despite the burning pain on the back of her hand, Yin Ruohong still had a smile on her face.

Jiang Can felt extremely guilty. "How about I take you to get a tetanus shot first?"

"No need!" Yin Ruohong waved her hand with a smile. "It's just a minor injury, it's really nothing."

"But it can be infectious..."

"I have some anti-inflammatory medicine. I'll apply some after disinfecting, and everything will be fine."

“Uncle,” Jiang Can bit her lip, “my cat scratched you, I should take responsibility.”

Yin Ruohong looked at her quietly, his gaze full of affection.

Although she is a girl, she is brave enough to take on responsibilities, which is stronger than many men.

She has the blood of the Yin family flowing in her veins, and she will not disappoint.

"Please feel free to make any requests regarding compensation, and I will certainly..."

"Really, there's no need," Yin Ruohong said in a low voice.

His heart skipped a beat, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "Miss, if you really feel bad about it, then let's exchange contact information. In case I feel unwell after I get back, I can contact you immediately. How about that?"

Jiang Can was more than willing and nodded vigorously.

The two exchanged messages.

At this point, Jiang Can's number was called.

She picked up the chubby orange cat and then turned back to give him an apologetic look.

Yin Ruohong chuckled, waved, and watched her small figure as she walked away, feeling immense satisfaction.

...

Lady White's seaside concert was held as scheduled.

That day, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The calm sea seemed to be plated with gold, and the shimmering waves were breathtakingly beautiful when a gentle breeze blew.

A giant cruise ship sails in the Bai family's private waters.

The melodious piano music echoed throughout the beach, and even the seagulls seemed to dance along.

Yin Ruohong was also among the invited guests.

He stood at the bow of the ship, slowly sipping his champagne, fully aware of why the Bai family had invited him.

All of this is for the joint hospital project.

He curled his lips into a smile, downed the champagne in one gulp, turned and went back into the cruise ship, heading into the lounge.

As I leaned back on the sofa and closed my eyes to rest, I suddenly heard a deep, mocking voice.

"President Yoon, didn't you bring your Siamese cat?"

Yin Ruohong suddenly opened her eyes.

Huo Zhixing stood in front of him, a mocking smile playing on his cold face.

"Chairman Yin," he looked at him coldly, "how have you been?"

Yin Ruohong took a deep breath.

"Young Master Huo." He stood up and smiled gently.

The two stood face to face. Huo Zhixing's eyes changed from cold to fierce. Suddenly, he stepped forward and forced him against the wall.

If he hadn't arrived at the pet hospital in time that day, who knows what that old fox would have done to Jiang Can!

"Yin Ruohong," his voice was as cold as ice, "Are you so eager to make a move against the people around me?"

"What did you say?" Yin Ruohong frowned.

"Stop playing dumb with me!" Huo Zhixing said, emphasizing each word. "That cat isn't yours at all, is it?"

Yin Ruohong glared at him and was about to leave when Huo Zhixing suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed his Desert Eagle against his waist!

"What exactly is your purpose in approaching Cancan?"

"Would you believe me if I said I had no ulterior motives?"

Huo Zhixing glared at him hatefully, and with a click, the pistol was already chambered.

"If you dare to get close to Can Can again," he said fiercely, "I'll make sure you never return to Southeast Asia!"

"Can I return to Southeast Asia if I don't get close to her?" Yin Ruohong chuckled.

"Third Young Master, you came to me for revenge, didn't you? Do you think I was responsible for that plane crash back then?"

Huo Zhixing's eyes darkened, his expression sharp.

"It seems your injuries are healing quite well." Yin Ruohong smiled. "It seems your injuries are healing quite well! You're so agile, are your old injuries no longer painful?"

"What?"

Huo Zhixing's heart tightened.

How did he know he had an old injury?

No one knew about this except Shen Xiao and Fang Han, but neither of them knew Yin Ruohong.

"Third Young Master, believe it or not, your plane crash had nothing to do with me! I believe you've been investigating this matter, but your findings are completely different from the truth!"

“If you take a one-sided view of many things, it will lead to misjudgments. Third Young Master, think about it, what reason would I have to harm you?”

Huo Zhixing slowly lowered the gun that was pressed against his waist.

He had actually thought about this question. He and Yin Ruohong were practically strangers, with no direct conflict of interest. Why would one person want to harm another?

Moreover, according to his investigation, Yin Ruohong and Huo Zhanhe's relationship didn't seem to be that good...

"Fine, even if you didn't harm me," he said coldly, "then what was your purpose in approaching Can Can?"

Yin Ruohong's expression changed.

Just then, Huo Zhixing's phone rang; it was Jiang Can calling him.

"Zhixing, where are you?" she asked softly. "I'm so bored on the deck all by myself! And you're not keeping me company..."

"Alright," Huo Zhixing chuckled, "I'll get right now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Ruohong glared at him, bristling, "You left her all alone on the deck just to come here and point a piece of junk at me?!"

"Huo Zhixing, you...you little brat! Go and keep her company right now!"