When he meets his wife and children in the afterlife, he can tell them with a clear conscience that Ye Mohan was living a happy life.

Seeing this, even with tubes inserted, the old man couldn't help but say, "It's time to consider having a child. Just give birth to the baby, and I can afford to raise it. After the baby is born, you can still live your lives. I will educate you well."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue's face flushed red, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

At that moment, she really wanted to kick herself. Of all things to say, she had to bring this up, knowing full well that the old man had long wanted a great-grandson.

Ye Mohan, who was standing to the side, did not refute the old man's words. He smiled and stared at Jian Yixue, who was shy in front of the old man, and said in a deep voice.

“We will have the child and we will take care of it ourselves. You should take care of yourself first.”

After saying that, he pulled Jian Yixue straight into his arms, asserting his ownership.

Jian Yixue was startled by Ye Mohan's sudden action. Realizing that she was in Ye Mohan's arms, she simply remained still and dared not look at the old man.

Either way, it would be awkward, and she'd rather hide in Ye Mohan's arms than stand alone in front of the old man.

The old man in the hospital bed was displeased when he heard this and felt his secret had been exposed.

How could he not understand the meaning behind Ye Mohan's words?

He just lost control of his emotions this time and got into trouble. Is it really necessary to keep bringing this up?

Doesn't he have any pride?

The old man glanced at Ye Mohan with displeasure, but did not say anything.

With many tubes inserted, the old man had some difficulty speaking and didn't have much strength to say much.

After all, he had just undergone major surgery, and his body wasn't as robust as before.

His throat was a little itchy and sore, and the old man couldn't help but cough softly a few times.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue, who was hiding in Ye Mohan's arms, forgot all about being shy and looked anxiously at the old man.

"What's wrong, Grandpa? Is your throat bothering you?"

After speaking, he left Ye Mohan's side and went to the old man's side to examine him.

Seeing this, the old man coughed involuntarily and shook his head with one hand.

He was just coughing and couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Ye Mohan frowned and suddenly turned and left the ward.

Jian Yixue stayed behind to take care of the old man.

Not long after, the door to the ward opened again, and Zhou Yuxuan hurriedly walked in, followed closely by Ye Mohan.

Seeing the old man coughing incessantly in the hospital bed, Zhou Yuxuan hurriedly went to his side to check on him.

Seeing that Jian Yixue was treating the old man, Zhou Yuxuan didn't ask any questions and went straight to help Jian Yixue.

After the two of them worked for a while, the old man gradually calmed down. Seeing that Zhou Yuxuan could handle the rest on his own, Jian Yixue stepped aside to watch.

Upon seeing this, Ye Mohan immediately stepped forward and stood behind Jian Yixue.

Not long after Zhou Yuxuan finished his work, the old man gradually fell asleep.

Zhou Yuxuan frowned and said, "The old man has just woken up and is weak. He needs to rest."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue nodded.

She knew that the old man had just woken up and needed to rest.

She originally just wanted to comfort the old man so that his emotions wouldn't fluctuate too much and affect his recovery, since a good mood can help him recover faster.

As a result, she spoke too quickly and not only did the old man say a lot, but she was also too shy to stop him in time.

At that moment, she forgot that she was a doctor.

Immediately, Jian Yixue reached out and pulled Ye Mohan out of the ward. Seeing this, Zhou Yuxuan also followed the two out.

At the door of the ward, Zhou Yuxuan looked at the two people in front of him and said, "The old man has now passed the critical period and can be transferred to a regular ward in a while."

Hearing this, Jian Yixue nodded, "Yes, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of Grandpa. We'll be discharged from the hospital after tonight."

Jian Yixue entrusted Zhou Yuxuan to take care of the old man. She didn't trust the other doctors in the hospital. She and Zhou Yuxuan had performed the extremely difficult surgery on the old man, so it would be much better if Zhou Yuxuan took care of him personally.

Zhou Yuxuan didn't think much of it after hearing this and said, "Since my sister-in-law has spoken, how can I refuse? Second brother, what about the research institute..."

"Take good care of the old man. His treatment at the hospital will be entirely under your command. I will take care of the arrangements at the research institute," Ye Mohan replied solemnly.

"Okay, you guys go ahead with your work. I'll take care of Grandpa. Sister-in-law, don't forget to let me know when you're done..."

Before Zhou Yuxuan could finish speaking, he winked at Jian Yixue.

Jane Yixue knew perfectly well what was going on, smiled and nodded, and made an OK sign with her hand.

...

Early the next morning, in the hospital lobby

Ye Mo, dressed in a black custom-made suit, walked hand in hand with Jian Yixue, who had long, curly black hair, wore a custom-made business dress, and nude high heels, in the hospital lobby.

The moment they appeared, the two exuded an aura of power, shining like stars on a red carpet. Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of the people coming and going in the hall, who all stopped to look at them.

Everyone was amazed that the two had a much stronger presence than those of top-tier celebrities, and the combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman was truly a feast for the eyes.

Lin Yi, who was standing behind the two, was already used to this.

When he first saw the CEO, he was equally astonished, never expecting that there could be such an incomparably handsome man in the world.

When he walks with his wife, he exudes an even stronger aura, and the two seem like a perfect match made in heaven.

Lin Yi was there to deliver clothes to the two of them.

Last night I received a last-minute call from the CEO, asking him to deliver two sets of clothes this morning. He went to the castle to pick them up before dawn this morning.

Who made the president wear only this one private haute couture clothing store? All of them are custom-made, including his wife's. Each outfit costs at least tens of thousands of dollars.

Moreover, they only accept pre-orders, so buying on the spot is simply not feasible.

Looking at the president and his wife walking ahead of him, Lin Yi felt that his presence seemed somewhat superfluous.

There was nothing he could do but keep a safe distance and follow the two of them toward the door.

Ye Mohan held Jian Yixue's hand, and surprisingly, he didn't find the stares of passersby who lingered on them annoying.

At this moment, Ye Mohan was enjoying everyone's attention, because he was holding the hand of the one and only love of his life.

He enjoys showing off his woman and asserting his dominance.

As they approached the entrance, Lin Yi quickly walked to Ye Mohan's private car, thoughtfully opened the door, and stood beside him.

Ye Mohan walked to the door and waved for Lin Yi to push it open. Lin Yi respectfully stepped aside.

Then, Ye Mohan stood in Lin Yi's original spot, bent down and helped Jian Yixue into the car, and then Ye Mohan followed closely behind, gracefully and nobly stepping into the car.