Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 177: Tearing Off the Mask (9)

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Tearing Off the Mask (9)

Ou Group’s only son?

Zhang Xiaolian’s astonished eyes shot toward the face of the man beside her.

Tang Sili, who was accustomed to being indifferent, of course, showed no expression.

All Zhang Xiaolian could think was: This man is really something, fawning over a young Master Xiao isn’t enough, now he’s actually cozying up to the only son of the Ou Group?

Wonder if Xiao Yebai knows about all this? Logically, he should know.

The elevator arrived at the floor.

When Gu Nuan came out of the restroom, she only heard a click at the door, someone came in.

Then, seeing the figure of Tang Sili appear, Gu Nuan couldn’t help feeling exasperated at the fuss over a minor issue by a certain youngster.

It’s been said, it’s just a minor ailment, and to have a professor of surgery make a house call is utterly laughable.

Since the professor had gone to the trouble of coming all this way, Gu Nuan, out of respect for him, couldn’t refuse to let him examine her.

Tang Sili opened his medical bag, took out his examination tools, and after a brief check of Gu Nuan’s throat and ears, said, "Mrs. Xiao, didn’t you finish the medicine I prescribed last time?"

His question seemed to perplex everyone present. Following that, Gu Nuan’s silence with her head bowed seemed to signify something.

"How can you not take your medicine?!"

Gu Nuan raised her head to find a certain Mr. Xiao suddenly abandon his childish demeanor and turn into a strict parent, scolding her furiously.

Gu Nuan felt aggrieved.

If it hadn’t been for the medication prescribed by this doctor being too strong, making her sleep for ten hours straight, if she had continued with the medication, she wouldn’t have been able to do anything at all.

"Mrs. Xiao, if you have any doubts about the medicine I prescribe, you’re always welcome to communicate with me," Tang Sili said.

Gu Nuan suspected he had known all along. This surgeon was no simpleton!

"But if you don’t speak up and you don’t take the medicine I prescribe, it will directly affect the progress of your treatment, and that is absolutely unacceptable."

"It’s just a minor ailment—" Gu Nuan tried to explain.

"Yes, I said last time that your illness wasn’t serious. But that doesn’t mean you can avoid medication. Moreover, I prescribed you a sufficient dose of antibiotics for three days, and if you don’t take them, it could cause the inflammation to spread, affecting your already injured ears."

"Did you prescribe a special antibiotic?" Gu Nuan was puzzled; he hadn’t known about her ear problem last time.

"I took Mr. Xiao’s words into account and added some other medications to your prescription," Tang Sili revealed what he had done to the medication when Zhang Xiaolian had gone to the pharmacy to pick it up.

Gu Nuan hadn’t expected him to share her secret with Tang Sili. Of course, he might have done it out of concern for her health.

"In any case, you must take the medication. If you have any questions, you can talk to me," Tang Sili issued his medical order once again.

"Right, you must take the medicine, you can’t go without it. If you think it tastes bitter or unpleasant, you can tell me, I’ll talk to him about it," the young Mr. Xiao followed up on the doctor’s words, scolding her once again.

Gu Nuan’s hand instinctively went to her forehead, feeling utterly speechless.

How had she stooped to this level, being lectured by a youngster?

Tang Sili packed away his examination tools. Seeing this, someone was certainly very concerned and followed up with another question: "Are you sure she doesn’t need an injection this time?"

Gu Nuan glared fiercely at the youngster’s face.

Fortunately, Tang Sili upheld his medical ethics, saying, "Not for now, let’s observe. The main issue is she hasn’t taken a sufficient amount of antibiotics previously to suppress the inflammation. After she finishes the antibiotics, we’ll check the situation again. If necessary, we’ll proceed with treatment."

At this moment, Xiao Yebai found it somewhat difficult to speak.

Tang Sili caught his expression and with a hint of question asked, "Mr. Xiao?"

That was the great aspect of a certain young lad: he was ready to take responsibility for his mistakes. Picking up the celebratory ribbon can that he had popped over her head, Xiao Yebai put on a solemn face, "I just popped it over her head, and it seemed to have shocked her ears."

Tang Sili realized something, but first turned to look at Gu Nuan.

Gu Nuan bore a composed expression.

"I think, as of now, it shouldn’t be related to that," Tang Sili said. After speaking, he got up ready to leave. Naturally, he had to go after finishing the house call, especially since it was clear that these two had planned to enjoy their evening. As an employee, he couldn’t spoil his bosses’ good time.

Zhang Xiaolian saw him out the door accordingly.

Tang Sili, alone, headed downstairs, back to his Maserati.

As his visit hadn’t been long, the student in the backseat could clearly sense that the patient upstairs wasn’t seriously ill, so he asked, "Professor, what kind of patient was it?"

"A patient with a throat inflammation who previously saw me," Tang Sili answered simply.

Without a doubt, his response elicited a strong reaction from the other party.

"What? Does a patient with a throat inflammation require you, the professor, to make a personal house call?"

Tang Sili was an esteemed associate professor of surgery. No, not just an associate professor.

Everyone in the circle knew that with Tang Sili’s current technique, he was very famous in the surgical field. If it weren’t for his relatively young age, and the academic community’s strict standards regarding seniority, based solely on medical skill, Tang Sili would have been promoted to full professor already.

Therefore, it was not appropriate for a doctor as outstanding as Tang Sili to waste time on a patient with a trivial ailment.

Sensing his companion’s discontent from the back, Tang Sili just gave a faint glance through the rearview mirror at the other’s face: "Whether it’s a minor or serious illness, it’s still an illness. As a doctor, you cannot refuse to treat patients on this basis; you must treat everyone equally."

"Yes, Professor," Ou Yanan said, lifting his solemn, young face.