Ye Feixu sat by the bed, his brows slightly furrowed as he took Su Yan's pulse, his cool gaze fixed on her face.

After vomiting black blood for more than half an hour, Su Yan's complexion looked much better than before, but she had lost a lot of weight, and her baby fat was gone from her face when she first arrived.

After taking her pulse, Ye Feixu tucked her in, then gently stroked her chin and gazed at her quietly.

"Hey, third brother, look!" Xie Jin, who was not far away, looked at Ye Feixu and pulled Guo Ziming hard.

Guo Ziming got annoyed by his calls, "What is it? Why are you so..."

He stopped mid-sentence, staring blankly at the scene before him.

"Shocking, isn't it?" Xie Jin laughed in astonishment. "I've never seen the second brother act like this towards anyone before. His eyes are always on research, research. When have he ever shown such an expression to someone? Especially a woman!"

At this moment, Ye Feixu was unaware that the look in his eyes when he looked at Su Yan was gentle yet filled with worry, a stark contrast to his usual aloof and detached demeanor.

In the eyes of someone like him, men and women are the same. Xie Jin had known him for so long, and he had never made an exception for anyone. Today, he had truly broadened his horizons.

Guo Ziming felt a tightness in his chest and said dejectedly, "What's so shocking? Su Yan is our junior sister, isn't it normal for our second senior brother to care about her? Would he not like her?"

"This is different. When have you ever seen the second brother act like this? In the past, many female comrades wanted to become his disciples, and he was present on two occasions. Did you see him even give any of them a second glance?"

Guo Ziming scoffed, "Master never accepted them as disciples, okay? Why is Second Senior Brother concerned about them? I think you're not right in the head; you just think about things that don't exist when you're free."

The second senior brother is preparing to ascend to immortality. Research is his lifelong companion. How could he know anything about love and romance?

I doubt they even know what it feels like to like someone.

"Tsk, how dare you talk to me like that? I was just saying it casually, why are you reacting so strongly?" Xie Jin looked him over suspiciously.

Guo Ziming choked, and said irritably, "I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you! You're so old and still have no manners. Look at you, you don't look like a senior brother at all!"

After saying that, he picked up the blood test results from the table and was about to leave.

Hearing this, Xie Jin laughed angrily and said, "Did you take some kind of gunpowder today? You're so hot-tempered."

However, he didn't take Guo Ziming's attitude to heart; that kid gets quite irritable when he hasn't slept well.

He snorted twice, then looked away and continued watching Ye Feixu.

Suddenly remembering something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately set off for the Chinese medicine room.

Less than a minute later, Xie Jin had a camera hanging around his neck.

He returned to his original position, raised his camera, pointed the lens at Ye Feixu, and quickly pressed the shutter.

After taking the photos, he looked down and admired them with great interest.

In the photo.

The man's profile was handsome and sharp. He sat on the edge of the bed, pinching his chin and gazing down at the sleeping girl. His eyes were gentle yet worried, with his usual indifference. But no matter how you looked at it, the scene was ambiguous.

Xie Jin was very satisfied.

It's rare to see the second son like this, so he had to take a picture to keep it, because he might never have the chance to see it again.

...

night.

When Jiang Jingxing woke up, members of the Jiang family and high-ranking leaders who had heard the news arrived, filling the basement to capacity.

The ordinary doctors present didn't dare to breathe loudly, cautiously shrinking behind the hospital director.

Jiang Jingxing forced himself to deal with the leaders, but once they left, he relaxed and became absent-minded when talking to Old Master Jiang.

He didn't even glance at his mother and father, who were trying to comfort him.

Qin Qin couldn't save face and couldn't even manage a smile.

But in front of so many people, she still held back her temper.

Given Jiang Jingxing's cold attitude towards the couple, what else could Old Master Jiang not understand?

They probably found out about Qin Qin's phone call to Su Yan.

"Alright, you two go back now. I'll stay here and talk to Jingxing for a bit," he said calmly to the couple.

"Dad!" Qin Qin immediately retorted, dissatisfied: "He is our son. We, as his parents, are not staying to take care of him, but you, the grandfather, are staying. What will people say about Changzheng and me if word gets out?"

Grandpa Jiang scoffed and said sarcastically, "Look at you, how do you act like a mother? You didn't even bring a bowl of soup, just a mouth that only causes trouble. How dare you stay here?"

He was already holding a grudge against Qin Qin, and seeing how ungrateful she was, he felt there was no need to give her any face.

Qin Qin blushed deeply with embarrassment and wanted to say something, but Jiang Changzheng grabbed her and said, "Alright, aren't you embarrassed enough? Don't make things worse here, let's go."

Regardless of whether Qin Qin wanted to or not, Jiang Changzheng grabbed her and pulled her outside.

"Jiang Changzheng, you coward! You only know how to act tough in front of me, but you wouldn't dare to fart in front of your father!"

"How could I have married such a good-for-nothing like you and given birth to such an unfilial and disobedient son? I must have owed you and your son something in my past life!"

...

Qin Qin's cursing gradually faded into the basement.

Old Master Jiang closed his eyes wearily, his good mood completely gone.

Fortunately, everyone here is someone we know, otherwise the Jiang family would have lost all face.

Ever since the last time the couple had a falling out over Jiang Jingxing's marriage and were caught in the act, their reputation as a model couple was shattered. They started arguing more and more recklessly, regardless of the occasion, and they didn't care about saving face at all.

No wonder the grandson doesn't like to go home. He only goes back when the two of them aren't home. How can the house feel like a home?

The hospital director coughed lightly and said awkwardly, "General, there's not much we Western doctors can do to help here. I'll take the doctors back now. Please take care of yourself."

Grandpa Jiang said, "You've all worked hard these past few days. Go back now."

The dean quickly said it was no trouble at all, and then left with a group of doctors.

Seeing this, Grandpa Jue hesitated whether he should take his apprentice away to avoid the situation.

Old Master Jiang saw through his intentions at a glance and said irritably, "Don't get involved. We've known each other for so many years, do you think I'm afraid of you laughing at me?"

Old Master Jue's lips twitched. "I really don't want to see your family's messy affairs, and I certainly didn't mean to make fun of you."

He had treated Old Master Jiang for many years and visited the Jiang family many times. He had long known about Qin Qin and Jiang Changzheng's hypocritical behavior, so it was not surprising to see them arguing in front of so many people.

Xie Jin and the others sat quietly to the side, burying their heads in the sand like ostriches.

They dared not speak nonsense in front of Old Master Jiang.

Grandpa Jiang didn't say anything, but said to Jiang Jingxing, "I know what you're angry about. It was indeed your mother who was wrong. I've already disciplined her, but it's the little girl who has suffered."