Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 315 Mother-in-law and Son-in-law (1)

Chapter 315: Chapter 315 Mother-in-law and Son-in-law (1)

It seemed that there was some movement in the corridor, and Gu Nuan’s mother looked toward the door with a hint of confusion on her face.

Gu Nuan asked her mother to sit there while she went out to see what was happening, so she took a teapot in her hand and pretended to go fill it with water.

As she walked out, when she reached the hall, she found that there was no one there.

The Xiao family members who had been gathered in the hall had disappeared, leaving not a single person.

No, there was one person standing by a pillar, looking as if they were waiting for someone.

That figure, Gu Nuan needed only a distant glance to recognize who it was immediately.

It could have been telepathy or not, after all, the distance was beyond the range of human eyesight.

Ou Yanan was alone, his left hand in the pocket of his suit pants, his right hand holding a black medical case for Tang Sili who had gone to talk in the old lady’s room.

To his left, not far away, was an elegant leather sofa chair for entertaining guests, but clearly, he had no intention of sitting there leisurely.

Although it was just an ordinary white shirt, his good physique made even simple clothing look uniquely charming.

The tall stature, the haughty profile, the perfect chin and nose, and a pair of brows as cool and noble as bamboo; he was the epitome of the aloof male god.

Just from looking at him, he didn’t seem like an ordinary hospital resident but more like a noble young master from somewhere.

Zhu Jiayin and Kang Yueting had already hidden themselves on the side, stealthily watching this deity-like young master who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"Do you know him?" Zhu Jiayin asked Kang Yueting, because she noticed that when Ou Yanan showed up at the Xiao family’s doorstep following Tang Sili, Kang Yueting’s little face visibly changed.

The demure demeanor of a shy girl was clear as day on Kang Yueting’s face.

Zhu Jiayin wasn’t blind.

Kang Yueting, unlike Zhu Jiayin who was mixed up in the United States, was not only younger but also lacked Zhu Jiayin’s extensive social experience and worldly ways. Under Zhu Jiayin’s intense gaze, she promptly gave herself away, "Yes, I’ve seen him at the Xiao family’s hospital."

"Mingxin?" asked Zhu Jiayin.

"Yes," Kang Yueting licked her lips as she recounted, "That day, I accompanied my mom to get a number for Professor Tang’s consultation when I saw him following the professor."

"Your mom went to take a number for Professor Tang?" Zhu Jiayin exclaimed as if she’d discovered a new continent.

Logically, the Xiao family was Mingxin’s leading investor. For true Xiao family members like Xiao Shulan, who bore the Xiao bloodline, to seek treatment at Mingxin, they didn’t need to go through the process of taking numbers like outsiders; they could see whichever professor they wanted, just with a phone call to the senior president of Mingxin, who would arrange for the professors to make a house call for the Xiao family members immediately.

"That’s for other professors, Professor Tang is different," Kang Yueting explained.

Zhu Jiayin knew what she meant by "different." Despite Mingxin being an open hospital, like any other, internal hospital politics and power struggles were inevitable. Every ambitious professor, striving for the role of a department head, director, or president, was tirelessly seeking a patron to serve.

Because of the Xiao family’s exclusive investments, Mingxin’s hospital president was appointed by the Xiao family. The local government had no choice but to comply with the Xiao family, else where would they be if the Xiao family withdrew their funds.

Mingxin was managed in the style of a corporation by the Xiao family, which inevitably led to marketization and internal factional strife akin to corporate politics.

People are greedy; it’s impossible to say doctors are entirely free from greed for money, power, or fame. After all, doctors need to eat too. If not driven by money, at least a good reputation would be something to strive for.

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