Chapter 85: 085 Flirting with each other? Shout to Brother Wu, Lord Wu is defeated (2 more chapters) Chapter 85: 085 Flirting with each other? Shout to Brother Wu, Lord Wu is defeated (2 more chapters) When several people returned to the hospital, the old man was in good spirits, leaning on his cane and firmly holding Jiang Jinsang’s hand, walking straight ahead while Tang Yunxian followed behind.
What is a son? He didn’t recognize it!
Upon arriving at the ward, they saw Zhou Zhongqing in a white lab coat, holding a dical record book. He had the typical appearance of a scholar—calm and refined, seemingly very approachable.
“Doctor Zhou,” Mr. Tang greeted with a smile.
“High blood pressure, high cholesterol, poor cervical and shoulder conditions, severe rheumatism…” Zhou Zhongqing listed a bunch of ailnts and then paused, looking at Mr. Tang, “With your condition, what were you doing running around?”
Mr. Tang had only t him twice and thought he was easy to talk to. Jiang Jinsang said he had a bad temper, but Mr. Tang didn’t take it to heart. Suddenly confronted, his old face suddenly felt quite embarrassed.
“Actually, I’m in good shape, no problem practicing Tai Chi.”
The old man said this and threw aside his cane, bending his knees and raising his hand, about to start a move, but as soon as he twisted his waist, everyone in the ward heard a loud “crack—” from his bones.
Zhou Zhongqing narrowed his eyes, “Right, you also have osteoporosis.”
“…”
“Do you need to help you to bed?” Zhou Zhongqing raised an eyebrow.
“No need, I can walk.” Mr. Tang, feeling stifled, supported his waist and shuffled to the edge of the bed to sit.
Zhou Zhongqing glanced at him, “The body is your own. If you don’t care about it, never expect others to take responsibility for you.”
Mr. Tang coughed, didn’t this doctor know to save him so face?
The Jiang Family stood to one side, all bowing their heads and stifling their laughter. Doctor Zhou had previously only dealt with their Fifth Master and had not encountered any situation he couldn’t handle.
Qi Zeyan stood aside, silent, but suddenly Tang Yunxian cued him, “Xiaoqi is also here.”
His tone was light, with a smile, but Qi Zeyan’s heart set off alarm bells, “Yes, I ca to have a look.”
“I thought you had already returned to Beijing? If you are leaving soon, I’m not busy here; once you’ve set the ti, I can see you off.”
Qi Zeyan’s smile looked strained.
“Yunxian?” Mr. Tang frowned; Qi Zeyan was a guest after all, and a client of Tang Wan, no matter how one should speak.
“Dad, the thing is, during your hospital stay, he has been running here every day, and he never cos empty-handed, always staying for long hours. With the year-end approaching, he must be very busy, I don’t want to hold up his work,” Tang Yunxian said with a smile.
Mr. Tang, sharp as ever, and knowing his son well, could tell from the tone and expression that there was sothing going on, and suddenly chuckled.
“I’m fine now; no need to delay work for . If it’s ti to go back to Beijing, go. Yunxian, take care of his food and lodging while he’s in Pingjiang.”
“I understand,” Tang Yunxian nodded.
“This… actually, it’s no trouble,” Qi Zeyan felt a sneaky thrill; indeed, the elder Tang was a good person.
He was considering whether to start from here, but then heard him continue.
“He’s returning, so prepare the plane tickets and everything in advance, don’t delay his return to Beijing.”
Qi Zeyan: What else could I say?
Biting the bullet, he said, “Thank you.”
Tang Wan could barely hold back, almost bursting into laughter, “Grandpa, I’ll go and get so hot water for you.”
Seeing Tang Wan montarily alone, Qi Zeyan was about to speak when Mr. Tang beckoned to him, “I heard you’re involved in making TV shows; how does that work, exactly? I’ve lived this long and still don’t understand…”
While Tang Yunxian was talking to Zhou Zhongqing about the old man’s condition, he didn’t notice that Tang Wan had just left when Jiang Jinsang silently disappeared from the ward.
However, Jiangjiang put down his toys, jumped off his stool, and chased after him.
**
In the hot water room,
Tang Wan was focusing on drawing water. The hospital was naturally bustling, and she didn’t mind the footsteps approaching, only realizing soone was getting too close when a shadow lood from behind, instinctively turning around.
His clothes brushed against her nose, and she felt almost enveloped in his embrace.
“It’s you,” Tang Wan sighed with relief, though she had already dealt with the Zhang Family matter, her expression didn’t lighten up.
“Startled?” Jiang Jinsang looked at her with a downward gaze, his eyes smiling.
“No.”
“Still thinking about today’s events?”
“I just didn’t expect Tang Mo to be so bold and to harbor such deep resentnt towards our family.”
“She’s greedily insatiable, always expecting others to treat her well without considering whether she’s worthy of it.”
“Mr. Jiang, so much has happened recently… You’ve really helped a lot…” Tang Wan hadn’t finished speaking when Jiang Jinsang suddenly leaned in close!
She caught her breath, the tap was still running in the background, steaming heat penetrating her clothes and scalding her back.
“Mr. Jiang?” She instinctively wanted to step back, but Jiang Jinsang suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, bringing her crashing into his embrace with the already close distance between them.
“Not afraid of being scalded by the boiling water,” he said, his voice vibrating his chest.
There was a scent of disinfectant on him, mingled with a crisp hint of mint, making her breath catch.
“Talking to and not turning off the hot water? It’s about to overflow.”
Jiang Jinsang reached past her to turn off the tap, nearly pulling her into his arms.
Tang Wan had never been this close to the opposite sex, her body stiff and unsure how to react.
When Jiang Jinsang moved away, she felt a gust of hot air by her ear, and he whispered lowly:
“I helped you because at the ti I felt…”
“You are worthy of treating you well.”
His voice was soothing, yet it sparked a wildfire in her heart that could not be extinguished.
As Tang Wan was lost in thought, Jiang Jinsang had already moved away, fixing the hot water bottle for her, “Their fate is self-inflicted, it’s better to think about the people around you rather than them.”
His words were cryptic, as if he was talking about soone else but also seed to be telling Tang Wan…
Take a closer look at , would you?
Tang Wan steadied her breath, “I understand, Mr. Jiang. Let take the hot water bottle.”
“It’s just a hot water bottle, not too heavy, you are still…” Jiang Jinsang laughed helplessly, “so formal with .”
Tang Wan was taken aback. They had been through quite a lot together, and indeed, the formality in their address felt out of place.
Watching his departing figure, she took a deep breath and hesitated, then softly and timidly said, her voice sweet and soft:
“Brother Jiang—”
Her voice was naturally tender and pleasant. Being the first ti she used this address, it lacked confidence and sounded even softer and more delicate, making Jiang Jinsang’s heart pound fiercely, his fingers gripping the hot water bottle tightly.
Tang Wan had no brothers, and although she knew so people whom she’d call Brother Zhao or Brother Li, it felt different this ti; her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.
Jiang Jinsang stopped in his tracks, his throat tightening.
That address, ‘Brother Jiang’, entered his ears and sank into his heart, heating his ears and warming his heart even more.
“Let’s go, let’s head back,” he said, choking a little and feigning composure.
Tang Wan nodded, feeling a bit annoyed with herself. Was she too abrupt? And… why did he walk away so quickly? Did he dislike the nickna?
Jiangjiang ca running towards them, frowning:
His uncle’s… were his ears a bit red?
Was it from the hot water?
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