Yun Feng had been feeling overwheld these days; after all, blood transfusions are no ordinary matter, and the slightest mishap would an losing the child for sure.
If he truly failed, Su Yu would definitely destroy him!
That’s why he was so busy that he had forgotten about Han Jing’s situation.
It wasn’t until Han Jing showed up that Yun Feng, looking bewildered, said, "Eh? You’re back?"
An Chuxue, standing behind Han Jing, lowered her head shyly to avoid her hopelessly infatuated gaze from betraying her. Handso guy, he’s just too handso! An Chuxue had never seen such a handso man in real life before, let alone right next to her!
Even the puzzled expression was so captivating!
So this is the doctor Han Jing was talking about, who can grill such delicious barbecue—ah, both good-looking and a great cook! An Chuxue’s eyes turned pink, her little heart pounding, thinking that even just knowing such a man feels like a great blessing!
Unable to help herself, she tugged on Han Jing’s skirt repeatedly, which Han Jing rcilessly slapped open, then pointed to Yun Feng and said, "This is him, unmarried."
An Chuxue’s face turned beet red instantly, her pink bubbles of infatuation burst one after another—so embarrassing! The level of embarrassnt was unbearable!
Yun Feng looked even more bewildered at the blushing An Chuxue and asked, "Little Jing’er, who is this?"
"My friend, An Chuxue." Then to An Chuxue, "This is Yun Feng."
Yun Feng smiled and said, "Ah, it’s Miss Chuxue, no offense."
Upon hearing the handso guy speak to her, An Chuxue got all nervous again. She stamred, "Oh, hello, I..."
Whatever she wanted to say, An Chuxue had already forgotten.
Yun Feng invited the two to sit: "Please sit down, Little Jing’er. When did you return?"
"I returned a few days ago. The Lord’s return to Beijing is such a huge deal, didn’t you know?" Han Jing thought this guy must have been disconnected from the world lately.
"I really didn’t know. You have no idea what I’ve been..." Yun Feng’s habit of speaking quickly almost made him bite his tongue. This was the last thing he needed; he couldn’t talk to people without accidentally spilling it all.
"Um, right, Little Jing’er, co over, let check your pulse." Yun Feng quickly changed the subject.
Han Jing extended her wrist: "Have you discovered I’m pregnant?"
"Pff—" Yun Feng almost choked, looking at Han Jing with shock: "Did you ask soone to check your pulse?"
Seeing Yun Feng’s expression, Han Jing was certain. It seed this matter had been confird beyond doubt, and Yun Feng had only insisted because of this discovery.
Han Jing shook her head and pointed to An Chuxue: "No, she found out. She’s also a doctor, though different from you."
"Oh?" Yun Feng looked at An Chuxue with curiosity: "I can’t believe it, Miss Chuxue, you’re so young and already a doctor. I hope Miss Chuxue can guide more in the future."
"Hehe, Brother Yun is too kind. I only understand things related to external injuries." An Chuxue was still not very accustod to so ancient forms of address, barely managing to call Yun Feng Brother Yun.
Han Jing, unhelpful as ever, stated from the side: "An’an, you can call him ’Uncle’ like I do."
An Chuxue suddenly felt entirely out of sorts, stamring with twitching lips: "Unc... Uncle?"
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