Lost in thought, the man approached.
Tang Yaoyao was preoccupied with the scalpel and didn't notice the person behind her. She smiled slightly, her eyes narrowed, "Dr. Cheng, this scalpel is very meaningful to me. Can I have it? Or I can buy it myself. Whichever is more convenient for you?"
That polite tone made it hard to refuse.
only……
That scalpel was, after all, hers. She had used it for so many years and was quite comfortable with it. Suddenly having to give it away made her a little reluctant.
"Ms. Tang, would you mind telling me what you need this knife for?" Dr. Cheng asked.
"You can use it to treat illnesses and save lives, I'll take it back and keep it as a treasure."
Knowing the truth, Su Mei couldn't help but cough.
They treat men like royalty.
I really don't know who in this world will be lucky enough to be Yao Ge's boyfriend and be pampered by her.
"Give it to her."
Suddenly, Xiao Jinhan's voice, as clear and melodious as shattered jade, came from behind.
Su Mei shuddered in fright and turned around to see Xiao Jinhan's handsome face: "Fourth Master."
Tang Yaoyao turned to look at him, her eyebrows curved, her smile gentle, revealing two small dimples, looking very charming: "Fourth Master is here."
Su Mei looked at her with some confusion. Why did it feel like Brother Yao was being unusually kind to Fourth Master today?
"Um."
His voice seemed to emanate from his Adam's apple, deep, mellow, and very pleasant to listen to.
Dr. Cheng did not linger. He returned to his office, placed the scalpel in an elegant box, and then handed it to Su Mei.
Su Mei took it and said, "Thank you."
You're too kind.
Tang Yaoyao's gaze fell on the scalpel for a long time before she said, "Let's go back to the ward."
"OK."
Just as she was about to push the wheelchair, Xiao Jinhan's cold voice came: "Go back and rest, and prepare for the press conference in three days."
Su Mei: "..."
They're still capitalists, as expected. Even with Brother Yao in this state, the press conference can't be postponed.
"Yes, Fourth Master."
Su Mei greeted Tang Yaoyao again, handed her the scalpel, and then left.
Tang Yaoyao leaned back in her chair, fiddling with the box, and asked softly, "Why is Fourth Master here?"
Instead of answering, Xiao Jinhan asked, "Did your agent tell you?"
"Fourth Master, don't forget, I'm a doctor," Tang Yaoyao denied.
Xiao Jinhan looked down at her and saw only long, jet-black hair, thick, curled eyelashes, a slightly upturned nose, and porcelain-like, delicate skin—almost excessively exquisite.
He withdrew his gaze and looked down the corridor ahead: "What are you thinking?"
Tang Yaoyao said with a smile, "Of course I have to thank you."
Xiao Jinhan: "Why?"
She didn't answer him or say anything more until they reached the ward, at which point she said, "I've arrived. Aren't you going back, Fourth Master?"
He bent down, intending to help her onto the hospital bed.
Tang Yaoyao refused: "I'll sit for a while. I've been lying down all day and my whole body aches."
He withdrew his hand and sat down on the chair next to her, quite close to her.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Tang Yaoyao narrowed her beautiful fox-like eyes and stared intently at his handsome and aloof face.
She leaned back in her wheelchair, a slightly wicked smile playing on her lips, and lazily said, "Did Brother Xiao already guess that I would know about my health condition, so he came to see me out of concern?"
He didn't speak; his deep-set eyes remained serene.
"It seems I was right." Tang Yaoyao smiled and then curved her lips into a smile, "Brother Xiao really has a lot of confidence in my medical skills."
Aren't you sad?
Tang Yaoyao licked her slightly dry lips: "There are many unpleasant things in life, why be sad?"
"It deprives you of your right to be a mother."
Xiao Jinhan's words are truly destined to make him a loner; every word is sharp and piercing.
If she were an ordinary woman, she would probably be crying her eyes out, but she isn't.
She raised an eyebrow slightly: "That's why I said I wanted to thank you."
A hint of doubt appeared in his deep eyes.
"If it weren't for Brother Xiao's fine wine, I still wouldn't know I'd been drugged. Now that I know the truth, the person who poisoned me will always pay the price for their actions. What is there for me to be sad about?"
Her voice was very free and easy, and there was a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were very cold and deep.
Xiao Jinhan: "You don't like children?"
Although his expression was questioning, his eyes were firm, indicating that he was certain she didn't like it.
Tang Yaoyao smiled mischievously, licked her lips, and deliberately teased him: "Brother Xiao, do you want to know more about me?"
He didn't say anything, but got up, poured a glass of hot water, and handed it to her.
As Tang Yaoyao took the water glass, she heard him say slowly, "Miss Tang, please take good care of yourself."
After he finished speaking, he stood up straight.
Perhaps it was because I was sitting and looking at him, but he seemed even taller and more imposing than usual. A faint scent of orchid and musk mixed with a unique cool fragrance wafted from him, very light, yet inexplicably intoxicating.
Tang Yaoyao rubbed the water glass, the warmth of her fingertips feeling pleasant, and gently curved her lips: "Of course I need to take care of myself, so that those who harmed me will all pay the price, right?"
"Um."
His deep voice was still very pleasant to listen to.
Tang Yaoyao drank the whole glass of warm water before asking, "Since Fourth Master sent Su Mei away, he's not going to stay and take care of me personally, is he?"
He didn't answer, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Xiao Jinhan placed the water glass on the bedside table, then noticed the scalpel in her hand: "Why do you need this scalpel?"
She smiled and said, "Fourth Master, you shouldn't ask about a girl's thoughts. Don't worry, I won't use this knife to stab you."
"Sleeping?"
Tang Yaoyao nodded and blinked: "Yeah, it hurts again."
Xiao Jinhan helped her to bed and covered her with a blanket.
After Tang Yaoyao lay down, she looked at his deep and handsome face and said politely, "Actually, I don't need anyone to watch over me. If you're sleepy, go back and rest."
"Go to sleep, I'm not leaving."
His voice was deep and resonant, without any hint of coaxing, which surprisingly made her feel somewhat at ease at that moment.
Too tired to talk much, she gave a slight smile and then closed her eyes.
Xiao Jinhan was slightly taken aback by her smile—gentle, soft, reassuring, and sweet…
There was something genuine about it; at least, it was a smile he had never seen before.
Tang Yaoyao didn't fall asleep so quickly. She was thinking about who could have drugged her. In the end, her biggest suspect was her adoptive mother, Lin Hui.
It seems she should go back to the Tang family.
Just as he said, Xiao Jinhan did not leave and stayed by her bedside.
Tang Yaoyao listened to his breathing, which was like a lullaby. Slowly, drowsiness came over her, and soon she drifted off to sleep.
Xiao Jinhan's phone vibrated; it was a WeChat message from Xu Jiajia.
Just as he was about to click on it, a major news story about Tang Yaoyao was broken.
Xiao Jinhan's eyes held a deep, unfathomable expression.
The entertainment industry is in turmoil again.
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