Her favored delinquent student had called this person over in private. Teacher Lu felt like burying her head like an ostrich. As her son had put it, it was enough to be the death of her from frustration.
"Teacher Lu, don’t be anxious." Xie Wanying patted Teacher Lu’s back to comfort her.
Teacher Lu touched her chest with her right hand, breathing sowhat heavily.
"Grandma." Zhang Shuping called out worriedly.
Pat pat, Uncle Zhang patted his nephew’s shoulders twice.
Zhang Shuping imdiately cald down: "Uncle."
It was clear how much Zhang Shuping trusted Uncle Zhang.
Seeing her grandson’s reaction to the man, Teacher Lu’s face revealed a hint of conflict, and she faintly understood why Cao Yong had called this person over. The issue was with this person!
"Mom, calm down. Your heart isn’t in the best condition," Uncle Zhang said to his mother.
"You know seeing you infuriates , yet you still co?" Teacher Lu was not polite to her son.
"You’re sick; how could I, as your son, not co? When dad was sick, he drove away, not allowing to co, and I accepted it. But if you’re sick, what should be done? Who else can take care of you besides ?"
"I don’t need you, I have plenty of people to take care of ."
"Are you going to let Shuping sign the surgery consent form all by himself? You know he’s still an underage kid, yet you heartlessly make him face this kind of thing alone. I’m right here." Uncle Zhang said to his mother.
"I have plenty of people to take care of ." Teacher Lu could only repeat this sentence.
Uncle Zhang took a watch out of his pocket and walked over to his mother: "Co on, let check your pulse."
Teacher Lu refused to offer her hand, turning her back and her face away, not wanting to talk face-to-face with him.
"Who is she?" Uncle Zhang’s sharp grey eyes locked onto Xie Wanying, "Is she your new favorite, as they say?"
"Don’t talk to her." Teacher Lu turned her head back, not allowing him to look at her new favorite.
"Mom, are you afraid I’ll take her away?" Seeing his mother’s nervousness, it seed Uncle Zhang understood sothing, and he smiled, his features becoming more pronounced, "Right, she might not have heard who I am."
Xie Wanying was unaware of this man’s professional identity. If he were a regular family mber, like Zhang Shuping, he wouldn’t have been able to co in wearing a white coat.
"Should I tell her who I am?" Uncle Zhang pondered, showing intent.
"Who could you be." Teacher Lu snorted, not giving him the satisfaction.
"Who I could be." Uncle Zhang raised an eyebrow, smiling with a hint of self-mockery, "It seems they haven’t told you. Mom, I am now the head of the ergency departnt over there."
After hearing his words, Teacher Lu took a sharp breath, lost her balance, and fell sitting onto the bed, her complexion turning alternately pale and flushed: "You jerk, you should know, if your dad knew you went to be the head of their ergency departnt—"
"Dad raised to be an outstanding cardiothoracic surgeon. becoming a head over there, dad would be proud of ." Uncle Zhang said.
This man was actually a senior cardiothoracic surgeon. As Xie Wanying felt surprised and skeptical, she gave it so serious thought and no longer found it strange. After all, he was Teacher Lu and Old Zhang’s son, personally grood by two respected figures to also be none other than a distinguished figure himself.
Uncle Zhang, standing opposite her, glanced at her expression with a research-like curiosity, seemingly recognizing sothing about her.
Seeing this, Teacher Lu prevented him from continuing, "You don’t need to look at her like that."
"Mom, do you believe, even if I don’t say it, she knows who I am already," Uncle Zhang told his mother.
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