Lin Ying was still laughing wildly behind him, but Xie Xihe didn't even look back. He walked all the way back to his car before stopping.
Four or five steps away from the car, the man was still standing quietly.
Xie Xihe looked at him sideways.
The man looked to be in his early thirties, with clean short hair, sharp features, and a cool demeanor. However, the moment he met her gaze, his expression softened, and he nodded and smiled at her: "Xie Miss, nice to meet you again."
Xie Xihe remembered him, the vice president of the Chinese Medical Association, Yi Shaowen.
She had met him before when she went to the Chinese Medical Association to take the membership assessment. They had a brief interaction, but it was just recognition.
Meeting the other person's gentle gaze, Xie Xihe paused slightly, nodded casually in return, but his eyes fell on his hand holding the white coat.
When Lin Ying rushed forward for the first time, Yi Shaowen suddenly appeared and stood in front of her.
Fortunately, he was much taller than her and was habitually wearing a white coat, so all the sulfuric acid fell on the white coat, but a small amount of it splashed and scattered on the back of his neck and the back of his left hand.
Xie Xihe couldn't see the back of his neck, so he stared at the back of his hand for a moment, frowning slightly.
Yi Shaowen himself is a surgeon, so he took emergency measures immediately after the incident and removed most of the concentrated sulfuric acid that splashed on his body.
But even so, there were still several black spots on the back of his hand.
The dark brown spots scattered on the back of his overly pale hand were particularly conspicuous and glaring, making Xie Xihe uncontrollably irritated.
Although she didn't need to, she had to admit that the other party's behavior just now was to save her, and judging from the results alone, it did help her.
Therefore, she could not sit idly by and watch the other party's injuries.
Xie Xihe pressed his brows to suppress his irritability, nodded his chin towards Yi Shaowen and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital first."
Yi Shaowen smiled: "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Xie."
After he finished speaking, he opened the door of the back seat and sat in. He sat upright and straight, which seemed to be consistent with the rumored image of a prim and indifferent person.
But for some reason, Xie Xihe always felt that the way this man looked at her was a little strange, especially when they first met. His gaze was so fiery that Xie Xihe could still recall it clearly even after more than a month.
Thinking of this, Xie Xihe couldn't help but glance at Yi Shaowen through the rearview mirror, but saw that the other party had his eyes slightly lowered, making it difficult to see his emotions.
As if he had noticed Xie Xihe's prying gaze, Yi Shaowen raised his eyes and nodded at her.
After a pause, he took the initiative to speak: "Miss Xie told her your identity, aren't you worried that she will tell others?"
It refers to Chongli's identity.
Yi Shaowen was right next to them before, and since Lin Ying spoke so loudly, of course he heard it all.
Xie Xihe paused for a moment and asked him, "Do you believe it?"
Yi Shaowen was silent for a long time. Just when Xie Xihe thought he might not answer, he suddenly raised his head. This time, his eyes fell directly on the back of Xie Xihe.
"The name of the Zhongli Danshen became famous over twenty years ago, and Miss Xie is nineteen years old this year. Under normal circumstances, anyone who heard this would think it was nonsense, but..." Yi Shaowen paused. From his angle, he could just see the girl's profile. He curved his lips and smiled, saying, "I believe it."
Xie Xihe tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, and his originally vague thoughts gradually became clear: "Have we met before?"
Although it was a question, the tone was flat.
Obviously, she already had the answer.
Yi Shaowen had no intention of hiding anything, or rather, he had been ready to tell her since he took the initiative to mention Chong Li. He replied, "Yes, we have met."
Xie Xihe had already considered this possibility and recalled it more than once, but he still couldn't find such a person in his past life memories. He frowned and asked, "When and where?"
Yi Shaowen couldn't tell whether he felt more disappointed or relieved. He sighed softly and said, "Fangshan Welfare Home."
Just one place, Xie Xihe slowly recalled it.
The Fangshan Welfare Home in Jian'an City is the welfare home where Mo Huaizhi once stayed.
She accidentally rescued Mo Huaizhi and decided to take him back, so she took him back to Fangshan Welfare Home.
The purpose of her trip back was to erase all traces of Mo Huaizhi's life experience from the welfare home's database. At the same time, she donated a sum of money to the welfare home for the children's study and living, which was also a reward for the welfare home's cooperation with her.
In her unclear memory, Xie Xihe seemed to remember that when they were leaving, a little boy stopped her and Mo Huaizhi and expressed his desire to leave with them.
However, she did not agree and only left a medical notebook she had with the other party and then left.
It was just a small episode, and Xie Xihe didn't take it to heart. If Yi Shaowen hadn't mentioned it at this time, she might never have thought of it.
At this moment, she couldn't help but look at him again: "Are you the little boy from that time?"
Yi Shaowen nodded: "It's me."
He looked at the girl's profile, his expression softening. "Thanks to the money you donated, our lives have improved a lot. Some of the people in the welfare home were adopted, but many stayed and eventually got into college and have bright futures."
"I'm one of the luckier ones. Thanks to the medical notebook you gave me, I was able to work as a medical assistant in a hospital very early on. Later, both my studies and career went more smoothly than others."
Yi Shaowen is 33 years old this year, two years younger than Mo Huaizhi. He is already the vice president of the Chinese Medical Association and is very famous in the medical community.
How can such an achievement be described by simply saying "smoother than others"?
You can imagine how much effort he put in to achieve what he has today.
Of course, Xie Xihe didn't think that he could achieve this "successfully" just by relying on her medical notebook.
But he didn't point it out specifically, he just nodded casually and said nothing.
A flash of surprise passed through Yi Shaowen's eyes. He had a lot to say, but when he saw the girl's cold profile, he swallowed back all the words.
After that, neither of them spoke again and they arrived at the hospital in silence.
As soon as Xie Xihe parked the car, Sheng Shijing called. She pressed the answer button and asked, "Is the show over?"
Sheng Shijing: "It just ended. Are you home?"
Xie Xihe: "Not yet. I wanted to come pick you up, but something happened on the way and I'm in the hospital now."
Before he could ask any more questions, she explained directly: "I'm not injured. Send someone over."
Sheng Shijing's heart just lifted, but his brows were still furrowed. Without asking what happened or who was there, he said directly, "Which hospital? I'll come pick you up."
Xie Xihe gave an address.
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