Huo Jinnan looked at Che Huan, "Co here, weren’t you going to sleep early?"
Che Huan touched her hair, feeling that it was mostly dry, and walked over. Just as she was about to get into bed, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly and she was pulled onto the bed, falling into Huo Jinnan’s arms.
"You..."
Huo Jinnan picked up the remote control and turned off the light, "Sleep."
"..."
Che Huan lay there, feeling uneasy due to the sudden darkness, and snuggled a bit closer into Huo Jinnan’s chest, "Hubby, I’m scared!"
Huo Jinnan looked down, "Shen Mubai has already arranged for New York’s best orthopedic specialist. He arrived in Hong Kong this afternoon. With Mr. Smith here, rest assured, nothing will go wrong."
"Really?"
"Mmm."
Che Huan felt warmth in her heart, leaned in, and voluntarily kissed his thin lips, "Good night."
Huo Jinnan tightened his hold around her waist, "Good night."
————Yunqi Academy————
The next day, after Che Huan had signed the papers and watched Wen Ru being pushed into the operating room, she clenched Huo Jinnan’s sleeve tightly.
Very soon, that door closed firmly, and she stared at the red indicator light that ca on above the operating room door, her heartbeat suddenly jumping to her throat!
What was supposed to be a two-hour surgery dragged on and on. Three hours passed, and the door remained shut, showing no sign of opening.
Che Huan stood there, gradually becoming panicked, biting her lip, her palms covered in a layer of sweat, her legs heavy as though filled with lead!
Shen Mubai and Qin Moting ca over, and she didn’t even notice them, her gaze fixed anxiously on the operating room door.
Qin Moting, with his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, inexplicably felt more and more restless.
Seeing this, Shen Mubai looked down at Qin Moting, "President Qin, your condition is still unstable, you must avoid getting too emotional."
"Mmm, I know my limits."
No sooner had Qin Moting spoken than he realized how insincere his words sounded! He had never felt so helpless and anxious in all these years, not even on the day he saw the fuel truck barreling toward him, which was nothing compared to one-tenth of what he felt now!
He thought, Wen Ru must be soone very important to him.
Oh no, in his heart, she already was.
Just then, his phone rang.
Qin Moting answered, "Speak."
——"President Qin, Third Master is acting strangely, he suddenly perford a paternity test with Miss Fang Tong a few days ago."
"We’ll talk about it later."
Qin Moting had no mood to listen to this right now and hung up the phone directly.
"..."
Ji Yan, holding the phone, was sowhat unable to grasp his bearings. Having been by President Qin’s side for so many years, he had never heard such a heavy emotional tone in President Qin’s voice.
Reflecting on the paternity test that Third Master had done, what was bizarre was that Miss Fang had no blood relation to the Qin Family at all. What kind of paternity test was that?
And President Qin had no mood to let him finish speaking and had hung up the phone.
After so hesitation, he thought of calling back, but decided against it.
————Muhe Hospital————
The surgery was completed at three o’clock in the afternoon, a procedure that was ant to take two hours lasted a whole six hours.
When Mr. Smith ca out of the operating room, he didn’t look too well.
Mubai, during his ti in New York, had good relations with Smith. He could tell from Smith’s expression that the surgery hadn’t gone as well as hoped.
Che Huan, seeing that no one was speaking, sensed sothing and her face instantly beca as pale as paper under the lights.
Huo Jinnan gave her a hug and walked over, exchanging a few words in fluent Arican English with Smith.
Che Huan stared at him, gripping the denim on her legs tightly.
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