Jin Jumo took a sip and said, "I’m not feeling well either."
"Where are you feeling unwell?" Mu Yan’s eyes shone as she looked at Jin Jumo with concern.
"Now I’m already not..."
"Mu Yan!"
Before Jin Jumo could finish her sentence, a cold voice cut through the air.
Mu Yan’s face turned pale, and she quickly darted behind Jin Jumo, clutching the back of Jin Jumo’s coat with her small hands.
Jin Jumo was montarily stunned by her actions and frowned as she looked forward.
However, seeing the man walking toward them caused Jin Jumo’s heart to panic.
It was... Xiao Nanqing!
She was so unlucky!
Jin Jumo’s lips tightened as she watched Xiao Nanqing approach.
Xiao Nanqing was also taken aback when he saw Jin Jumo, "What are you doing here?"
Jin Jumo blinked, "Is this Third Young Master Xiao’s territory or sothing? Can’t I co here?"
Xiao Nanqing’s eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced behind her.
Jin Jumo’s scalp tingled as she did sothing quite disloyal that even she couldn’t defend.
She pulled Mu Yan out from behind her.
Mu Yan was utterly stunned when Jin Jumo pulled her out.
She looked at Jin Jumo with a pained expression.
Once again "betrayed" by Jin Jumo, she felt like she had taken a severe emotional hit.
Jin Jumo was too guilty to et Mu Yan’s hurt gaze.
She had no other choice.
For now, she could only "sacrifice" Mu Yan to divert Xiao Nanqing’s attention.
Otherwise, with Xiao Nanqing’s astuteness, he would certainly be able to investigate the gynecology departnt right after she left.
By then, it would be impossible to hide her pregnancy.
If Xiao Nanqing found out, it would an that Rong Mochen would soon know as well.
She currently didn’t want Rong Mochen to know about her pregnancy.
Although Jin Jumo had acted disloyally, she successfully diverted Xiao Nanqing’s attention onto Mu Yan.
"Pretending to be sick to avoid tutoring! Mu Yan, is there anything you wouldn’t do?" Xiao Nanqing coldly stared at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan pursed her lips and slightly lifted her stubborn little face, "I was about to ask you the sa question."
Xiao Nanqing’s face darkened instantly, his eyes like sharp swords as he looked at Mu Yan, "If I don’t discipline you properly today, you’ll be out of control!"
Mu Yan briefly glanced at his cold eyes, lost her nerve, and pouted her pink lips, holding back before accusing, "Don’t think I don’t know you’re using as an excuse to avoid your grandfather’s decision for you to go to Africa."
Indeed!
Wasn’t Xiao Nanqing supposed to go to Africa?
Why is he still here?
Jin Jumo was a bit curious, looking at Xiao Nanqing.
Xiao Nanqing’s eyes narrowed, he silently stared at Mu Yan and snorted, "Explain how I used you as an excuse? Can’t explain it, just see how I’ll deal with you!"
"..." Mu Yan shivered slightly and instinctively leaned closer to Jin Jumo.
But rembering Jin Jumo’s earlier "betrayal," she pouted childishly at Jin Jumo before stepping back again.
She turned away angrily to Xiao Nanqing, "Did you tell my great-grandfather that I’m not getting along with classmates, often fighting and skipping class? Now I’m ostracized at school, and teachers ignore ."
"..." Jin Jumo felt a pang in her heart and looked at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan’s little face puffed up, eyes proud as if she didn’t care about any of this.
But is it really possible to be completely indifferent?
After all, she is only fifteen!
Upon hearing Mu Yan’s words, Xiao Nanqing frowned tightly, silently observing Mu Yan for a mont before saying, "Do you think it was who told your great-grandfather these things?"
Mu Yan humd lowly, except for him, she couldn’t think of anyone else.
Besides, he’s the most suspicious!
He told all that to her great-grandfather, making him worried about her, so he could use tutoring her as an excuse to avoid going to Africa.
Seeing Mu Yan’s conviction, and her disdainful little gaze, Xiao Nanqing’s eyes grew colder.
He snorted coldly, said nothing, lunged forward, and grabbed Mu Yan by the back of her collar, lifting her like a chick in front of Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo was left a bit bewildered.
What was the relationship between Mu Yan and Xiao Nanqing?
She shook her head.
But for now, this wasn’t important.
The important thing is that Xiao Nanqing finally left, without incident.
Jin Jumo breathed a sigh of relief and left the hospital.
However, just as Jin Jumo left the gynecology departnt, soone with long legs stepped in.
Instead of returning to school after leaving the hospital, Jin Jumo went to Linx Hospital.
In Jin Jiancheng’s ward, Jin Jumo didn’t chatter as she usually did with Jin Jiancheng.
She sat silently by the bedside, holding one of Jin Jiancheng’s hands with both of hers.
She sat like this for several hours.
The abrupt ring of her phone snapped her out of her daze.
After checking her phone, Jin Jumo pursed her lips and answered the call.
"Momo." Ying Jingyao’s warm, llow voice ca through the phone.
Jin Jumo looked at the bedridden Jin Jiancheng and replied calmly, although her voice was lower than usual, "Brother Ying, do you need sothing?"
Ying Jingyao paused slightly, "Teacher Zhou Xueyi’s birthday party is set for seven tonight. Did you return to Z City?"
Birthday party?
Jin Jumo’s brow furrowed.
She had almost forgotten.
Tonight is Teacher Zhou Xueyi’s birthday!
Checking the ti on her phone, it was already five in the afternoon.
Jin Jumo quickly stood up, "Brother Ying, I’m back in Z City. Should we go now?"
"Where are you?" Ying Jingyao’s voice carried a warm smile.
"I’m at the hospital now." Jin Jumo replied.
"You’re at the hospital?" Ying Jingyao’s voice seed to co from just behind her.
Jin Jumo paused and turned to look at the door.
She saw Ying Jingyao standing at the door, his refined face showing a slight astonishnt with a faint smile.
Jin Jumo’s eyes curved into a smile, and she put down her phone.
Ying Jingyao also put away his phone and walked in.
Perhaps he had just finished surgery, as he was still in a sterile gown, yet it did nothing to diminish his handsoness.
"When did you get here?" Ying Jingyao asked as he walked closer.
"For a while now," Jin Jumo smiled.
Ying Jingyao gave Jin Jumo a deep look, then moved to inspect Jin Jiancheng’s bedside equipnt.
Watching him like this, Jin Jumo felt moved.
Walking to his side, she asked, "Brother Ying, are you this attentive to every patient?"
Ying Jingyao’s gaze flickered lightly, shifting to Jin Jumo, his eyes so deep that she dared not et them and lowered her head slightly.
Ying Jingyao smiled and patted Jin Jumo’s head, "Wait for a bit, I’ll go change clothes."
His non-answer felt like a denial.
Jin Jumo’s chest felt heavy, and she pressed her lips together, nodding slightly.
Ying Jingyao went to change clothes, donning the dark gray coat Jin Jumo bought for him in Ju City, paired with a snowy white shirt, a black tie, and black suit, the coat collar slightly raised as he walked toward her with steady steps.
Jin Jumo had never seen Ying Jingyao dressed so formally; it made him appear more mature and restrained than the white doctor’s coat ever could.
His every move exuded the unique, profound charm of a mature man.
Jin Jumo’s gaze softened slightly; as he got closer, she finally looked slightly away from him.
Alright.
She was just an ordinary woman, drawn to good things and handso people, naturally wanting to look more.
"Let’s go." Ying Jingyao naturally took Jin Jumo’s hand, and as she hesitated, he tily asked, "What gift have you prepared for the idol’s birthday?"
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