Yin Ruohong panicked for a moment and stared blankly at Jiang Can.
What's going on? Is his daughter testing him?
Or perhaps Yin Wenxi already knew he had come to Yangcheng and sent her daughter to test him, to see if he still had feelings for her?
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yin Ruohong's nose, and her heart was pounding wildly.
Jiang Can had no idea that he had so many inner monologues. She just wondered if she had asked too abruptly and startled the old man.
Even if you're eager to find a companion for your mother, you shouldn't ask so bluntly!
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," Jiang Can apologized repeatedly. "Uncle Yin, I didn't mean any harm. If you don't want to answer, I won't ask anymore!"
"I..." Yin Ruohong smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Actually, I've never thought about this. I've been busy with work and medical research these past few years, and I've long put this matter out of my mind."
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if there was someone you could spend the rest of your life with?"
Yeah?
very good?
Yin Ruohong fell into melancholy.
He didn't want to spend the rest of his life with any woman other than that one.
But that person might never be able to forgive him.
"Let's talk about these things later," he said with a perfunctory smile. "Building the hospital is the most important thing!"
Jiang Can nodded and continued working.
That night, Yin Ruohong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, until dawn when she finally drifted off to sleep.
However, he had only slept for two hours when Old Chen woke him up.
"Chairman?" Old Chen was taken aback when he saw his sleepy eyes and dark circles under his eyes.
Yin Ruohong is an extremely self-disciplined person. She arranges her bedtime and worktime perfectly every day, down to the second.
Why do you look like this today?
"President, we're going to see Grandpa Huo today. You're not just planning to go like this, are you?"
Yin Ruohong was taken aback.
Then he remembered that he had arranged to visit Huo Wenyuan today.
He quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and hurriedly ate breakfast. Fortunately, he had prepared a gift in advance, so everything wasn't too rushed.
He looked unwell the whole way, his face as somber as the dark clouds outside the window.
Huo Wenyuan was very polite when he met him, and Yin Ruohong was also neither servile nor arrogant in front of him. Several times he almost blurted out that he wanted to ask about Jiang Can, but he swallowed the words back.
What right does he have to ask this question, and from what stand he has to ask it?
Yin Ruohong gave a wry smile and continued to force himself to stay alert.
Before leaving, Uncle Cen saw him to the door.
"Please wait a moment," Yin Ruohong said with a polite smile. "Mr. Huo, you're too kind!"
"President Yin is too kind." Uncle Cen smiled and ordered someone to bring over the return gift. "This is a small token of the old man's appreciation. Please accept it, President."
Yin Ruohong raised an eyebrow and gestured for Old Chen to take the document. In the end, she couldn't help but ask Uncle Cen, "Is the old man this polite to everyone?"
"The Huo family is a large family, so we must be meticulous in our etiquette."
"Well... I heard that a few days ago, the Third Young Master also brought a young lady to visit, and the Old Master was just as polite?"
Cen Bo was taken aback, thinking to himself that this Chairman Yin was truly resourceful, even knowing about this matter.
But he actually cares about this matter, what does that mean?
Uncle Cen smiled and replied calmly, "Yes, although the old man looks serious and unapproachable, he is actually soft-hearted and especially likes to see young people."
"So he really likes that girl?"
Instead of saying it directly, Cen Bo replied, "If the Third Young Master likes it, that's good."
"Won't I be mistreated as soon as I enter your family as your granddaughter-in-law?"
“This…” Cen Bo was increasingly puzzled and looked at him strangely.
Old Chen coughed twice, reminding Yin Ruohong that his concern was too obvious.
Yin Ruohong then straightened up and strode out.
At this moment, someone came over and handed the decocted Chinese medicine to Uncle Cen.
Upon smelling the aroma, Yin Ruohong, with his innate sensitivity to these Chinese herbs, frowned and asked softly, "What is this?"
"It's the old man's tonic."
Just as Cen Bo was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, and looked at Yin Ruohong.
"Chairman Yin!"
"What's wrong?"
Uncle Cen carefully opened the medicine box and said in a low voice, "Please ask Chairman Yin to take a look..."
Yin Ruohong's eyes darkened.
Cen Bo was a man close to Huo Wenyuan, but he became suspicious of the medicine.
So, there must be a serious problem with this medicine.
“Chairman, I don’t doubt anything,” Uncle Cen said in a low voice. “I’ve just heard the saying that every medicine has some degree of toxicity, so I don’t want the old man to drink too much. Besides, he has no health problems…”
Yin Ruohong chuckled and put the lid back on.
This is a complicated matter. Regardless of whether there's a problem with the medicine or not, this is an internal conflict within the Huo family.
How could an outsider like him interfere?
"President Yin!" Upon seeing his reaction, Uncle Cen suddenly grabbed his wrist.
After hesitating for a while, he finally told the truth: "Okay, I admit... I think there's something wrong with this medicine. I don't understand pharmacology, and this prescription is one that the old man has used for many years, so it shouldn't be wrong."
"But lately, I've felt that although the old man appears to be physically strong and healthy, his mental state is actually not good, so I started to suspect this medicine..."
Yin Ruohong frowned slightly.
He reopened the medicine box and smelled it; the smell didn't seem to be anything wrong with it.
Those things you can smell are all good tonics.
The problem is that there might be something inside that you can't smell.
“Brother Cen,” Yin Ruohong looked at him, “how’s your father’s appetite has been lately?”
After thinking for a moment, Cen Bo replied, "My appetite is good, even better than before."
What do you eat?
"The old man used to be a non-picky eater, and his diet was strictly managed by a professional nutritionist. But in the last few months, his appetite has increased dramatically, and he ignores the nutritionist's advice and just does whatever he wants!"
Yin Ruohong paused for a moment, "You like big fish and meat dishes?"
Cen Bo opened his eyes wide, somewhat surprised.
Yin Ruohong understood what was going on from this reaction.
“On the surface, this medicine seems to have no problems,” he said in a low voice. “If you want to find out more, give me a packet of the dregs and I’ll take it back for testing.”
“Alright!” Uncle Cen quickly agreed. “Please get in the car first, President Yin. I will personally deliver the medicine residue to your residence after I have wrapped it up!”
...
On the weekend, Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing lazed around at home, while Fatty Orange rolled over on the sofa, letting the two of them pet it from the left and right.
Jiang Can was reading a book, and Huo Zhixing was looking at her.
He would change his position every time she turned a page.
But as he kept changing partners, he got closer and closer to Jiang Can, until he was practically glued to her.
The fat orange cat felt its space was being squeezed and let out a whimpering sound of dissatisfaction.
Huo Zhixing glared at it, and the fat orange cat dared not utter a word of anger. It wagged its tail twice, then arrogantly jumped off the sofa and ran back to the yard.
"Hey, why did Fatty Orange run away?" Jiang Can put down his book.
The man took the cat's place, resting his head on her lap, looking at her with a wicked grin.
"Touch me, it's the same!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
