Qingcheng Hospital.
Xi Yuanshan’s first treatnt was completed, and it went fairly smoothly.
Gu Qiusha breathed a sigh of relief, packed her things, and prepared to go ho.
"In such a rush to leave, are you tired of looking after ?" Xi Yuanshan said with a gloomy face.
Gu Qiusha comforted him gently, "No, honey, the kids have an English competition this afternoon. I want to go back early to make sothing delicious for them, encourage them. Also, for the next stage of treatnt... I still have to find a way to gather more money."
Xi Yuanshan said, "You don’t need to worry about their studies. Today Zhuzhu will surely co first and get a direct admission to Imperial University. As for raising money... what ans or capability do you have to get money? You might as well call back to the Imperial City and ask the Gu Family for so."
He hesitated for a long ti before finally saying this.
"The Gu Family has a huge business, tens of millions are just a al for them..." Since Xi Yuanshan started on this topic, he continued without holding back.
Who knew.
Gu Qiusha’s usually good-natured face changed, and she bit her lip to interrupt him, "Yuanshan, you want to go back and beg?"
"How could this be called begging? You could take this opportunity to reconcile with them, and later on..."
"Don’t say another word! I will never go back to beg for money. Husband, have so dignity, okay?!"
Gu Qiusha angrily pushed the door open and left.
She cald down a bit only when she got downstairs at the hospital.
After calming for a mont, she rembered that during Xi Yuanshan’s treatnt just now, his phone and room key were still with her. She needed to return them to make it easier for him to move around in the hospital.
So she turned back.
She had just taken two steps when she saw a pop-up notification on Xi Yuanshan’s phone screen.
It was a new WeChat ssage, the sender’s na clearly a woman: "Ah i," reading "Brother Xi, are you busy?"
Gu Qiusha had never looked at her husband’s phone, but this ssage inexplicably made her feel a blockage in her heart.
Shouldn’t most people call him Mr. Xi? What kind of relationship does this woman have with my husband?
But after all, this is her husband’s privacy, would looking at his phone be inappropriate?
To look or not to look?
Gu Qiusha was caught in a dilemma.
==
The next day was the weekend.
Of course, high school seniors aren’t entitled to weekends.
They all have to return to school for self-study.
Facing such an exhausting study schedule, the school was concerned and afraid the students would get depressed, so they arranged so relaxing activities.
For instance, over this weekend, they collaborated with the school hospital to conduct dical checks and psychological counseling for everyone. If anyone felt too stressed, they could imdiately consult a doctor, get a prescription, and even receive massage relief services from renowned Imperial City doctors.
Bright and early, Bai Fei set up his stall, happily put on his sharp white coat, ticulously combed his hair several tis, styled it with so gel, and waited for the little fairy to arrive.
"Hehehe, Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, being a man, having only courage and brute force isn’t enough, you need skill, skill! Like , the degree of Doctor of Pharmacy wasn’t earned in vain. To get close to the little fairy, set up a stall and do so check-ups, isn’t that a piece of cake? Tsk tsk, how did I get so smart?"
Bai Fei was thoroughly pleased with himself.
Soon.
The high school seniors were lined up for their dical examinations.
From a distance, Xi Zuzi’s simple white figure appeared among the crowd.
Yet because of the competition yesterday, Xi Zuzi beca famous. Not a single one of the thirty-three senior classes didn’t know her; imdiately, the line beca chaotic, with everyone excitedly wanting to see Xi Zuzi.
Bai Fei was anxious.
He couldn’t care about being reserved anymore, stood up, and rushed into the group of students: "Oh my, Xi Zuzi can have priority for the dical check-up, priority! Co, co, co, I’ll take your pulse first..."
Just about to excitedly, happily, and openly hold the little fairy’s slender, tender wrist...
The next second.
Suddenly, there was a firm sound of boots clacking on the floor from the crowd.
Imdiately, Xi Zuzi was swept into a firm, strong embrace: "I’ll take her pulse!"
The man’s voice was filled with a strong, irresistible possessive desire!
[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Still hoping the demon pampers daily! Motivates to write more for you]
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