Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 271 An Yan Could Hear It Now

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 An Yan Could Hear It Now

In the evening, the guests who came with congratulatory gifts all left.

Bi Mang and Lu Yun were arranged rooms, as they were of age and could not endure the fatigue of long travels.

An Yan soothed Anan and Yanyan to sleep, kissed their little cheeks, and then rose to leave.

As night fell, An Yan took charge of putting the children to bed, allowing them to become accustomed to their mother’s scent before handing them over to Xu Wanqing and Zhou Yi, one each to look after.

When the children grew a little more and An Yan’s health improved some more, she would stay and sleep with them.

They hadn’t employed a maternity nurse, after all they had been through, they were extra cautious.

An Yan went downstairs to the living room, where Mu Shaoci, Mu Boyan, Mu Qianfan, Mu Shaoze, Bi Zhan, and Bi Chong were all seated on the sofa, waiting for her.

After An Yan took her seat, Mu Shaoze placed a syringe on the coffee table.

He said, "This is the injection that Ji Yunran administered to Old Dog Fu on his neck that night."

Gazing at the green liquid in the syringe, An Yan narrowed her eyes, "Brother, I need to go to your hospital for testing now."

Mu Boyan nodded, "Okay."

As his voice fell, seven people took the nanny car to the hospital.

An Yan and Mu Boyan entered the laboratory while the other five waited outside.

Mu Shaoze ran his hands through his hair, "This month has been the hardest and most desperate of my life."

Mu Qianfan patted his shoulder, "Hang in there, little brother. If you hadn’t arrived in time, Shiyan would have been killed by Gu Chengming on the spot, and Gu Chengming would have gotten away, posing endless threats to us later. Not having found Shiyan’s body yet may mean he was rescued by a fishing boat."

Mu Shaoze looked at him and shook his head, "We have asked around and searched every boat that went to sea, but there’s absolutely no clue."

Mu Shaoci’s eyes were deep, "No news is good news, as it gives Little Five hope and faith to keep living."

Bi Zhan said, "Have you looked for smugglers’ boats or pirate ships?"

Bi Chong nodded too, "Those vessels move in bizarre patterns and aren’t easily detected like ordinary ships might be."

Mu Shaoze’s eyes lit up with hope again, "I’ll arrange for someone to check if there’s been any such ship activity."

Bi Zhan thought for a moment, "Let’s not tell Yan about this for now, to avoid giving her too much hope and ending up with a greater disappointment."

Inside the laboratory.

An Yan and Mu Boyan, dressed in protective gear and face shields, gloves, tested the contents of the syringe.

After multiple separations and data analysis, they reached a conclusion.

This was a new type of drug, previously unknown to the world, that caused death by reversing the blood flow with just ten milliliters.

However, according to the remaining amount of the liquid in the syringe, only two milliliters had been injected into Fu Shiyan’s body.

This revelation made An Yan’s heart, which had been in suspense, finally settle down.

Mu Boyan said, "This contains nitrazepam, causing disturbances to the nervous system but not death."

An Yan pondered, "Brother, Gu Chengming’s organization profits from researching biochemical weapons, trafficking human organs, and arms dealing. They’ve created this drug, and it’s highly possible they intend to release it on the market, so we need to be proactive. We should report to our superiors and request the production of a large quantity of antidotes, just in case."

Mu Boyan nodded, "Indeed. Tomorrow, I’ll report this matter to the health organization along with the dean."

An Yan stared at the syringe, lost in thought, and after a long while, she murmured, "Brother, I feel that Ayan isn’t dead. He’s still alive, perhaps he hasn’t returned because the drug made him lose his memory, and he’s forgotten his way home."

Mu Boyan didn’t say anything because he didn’t want to say something contrary to his beliefs.

After all, the living endure the most pain, and she had to carry endless longing into the rest of her life.

He just lightly patted An Yan’s shoulder, changing the subject, "When will you have the ear surgery done?"

An Yan looked at him, "In a week."

Soon, the day for An Yan’s ear surgery came.

An Yan turned to look at her large family, her heart filling with warmth.

With a sweet smile, she said to everyone, "When I come out again, I won’t be ’little deaf girl’ anymore, but ’keen-eared’ instead. Make sure you don’t talk behind my back, okay!"

The crowd responded to her with heart-shaped hand gestures.

An Yan smiled, made a heart shape in return, and turned to enter the operating room.

She lay on the operating table, feeling the anesthesia slowly enter her bloodstream.

Soon, amidst the blur, she saw the face she had been longing for day and night.

An Yan thought, how wonderful it would be to sleep forever, at least in her dreams, she could meet him.

When An Yan opened her eyes next, she was already in the patient’s room.

She still could not hear, as it required a recovery period of at least one to two weeks.

She was not anxious or upset, but relaxed, and when she had nothing else to do, she would draw some drafts for the winter fashion week.

Soon, a week had passed.

That day, Xu Wanqing and Zhou Yi brought the two little ones to the hospital to see her.

An Yan was very delighted, after all, it had been a week since she last saw Anan and Yanyan.

They seemed to have changed again, soft and squishy, like two little dough balls.

She planted sweet kisses on the cheeks of the little ones.

Xu Wanqing asked, "Little Five, can you hear us talking?"

An Yan shook her head, "I can’t hear, maybe it’s not the time yet."

Zhou Yi worried about the psychological pressure on her, "You might hear us at any time, don’t rush it."

An Yan nodded, "Don’t worry, the surgery was very successful, I’ll be able to hear sooner or later."

Perhaps because of the medication, An Yan felt sleepy, and she lay on the bed drowsy.

At this time, Anan in the stroller began to cry.

Still drowsy, An Yan said, "Is that little baby crying?"

Xu Wanqing, who was holding a diaper, was stunned. Looking at An Yan lying on the bed with her eyes closed, she turned to Zhou Yi in slight astonishment, "My dear, did Little Five hear that?"

Zhou Yi, too, was teary-eyed, "She heard it, she heard it."

Xu Wanqing nodded, "Let’s wait until she wakes up."

An Yan slept for two hours before waking up, and the little ones were sucking on their little hands.

Xu Wanqing called her, "Little Five?"

An Yan looked at her, "What is it, Mom?"

Xu Wanqing pointed to her ear, "You can hear now."

An Yan was a bit excited, she looked at Zhou Yi, "Mom, say something."

Zhou Yi wiped away tears, "Yan, congratulations on regaining your hearing."

An Yan buried her face in her hands, and tears seeped through her fingers.

She reached out to poke the little feet of Anan and Yanyan.

The two little ones laughed together in a giggly voice.

An Yan felt it was the sweetest babble she had ever heard.

She took out her phone and called everyone in her contact list, sharing the good news.

That afternoon, after a check-up, An Yan was discharged from the hospital.

That evening, the Fu Family, the Mu Family, and the Bi Family gathered together to celebrate An Yan’s newfound hearing.

They sat around a large round table, with a seat left vacant beside An Yan for Fu Shiyan.

An Yan filled Fu Shiyan’s plate with many of his favorite dishes and poured him a glass of juice.

Everyone was accustomed to her doing this at every meal.

As long as An Yan was happy, that was all that mattered to them.

That night, An Yan asked the little ones to stay in her room.

The two small beds were placed next to An Yan’s big bed, allowing her to see them sleeping while sitting up in bed.

Anan and Yanyan slept on their sides, mouths agape, little bottoms up in the air, looking both adorable and endearing.

An Yan said, "Ayan, these are our treasures. Tonight is the first night I’m sleeping alone with them, which is quite embarrassing to say. I haven’t been much of a qualified mother."

Knock knock knock, there was a knocking at the door.

The two little ones stirred in bed.

Gently patting them, An Yan saw the babies continued to sleep soundly, so she got up to answer the door.

Mu Shaoze held out a voice recorder, "This is something Old Dog Fu asked me to give to you, to be handed over when you could hear again."

Clutching the voice recorder, An Yan’s fingers trembled.

She lifted a smile, "Thank you, Fourth Brother."

After closing the door, she immediately returned to the bed, leaning against the headboard.

She was a bit nervous, wanting to hold something in her embrace, so she scooped up a pillow and hugged it tightly.

Gently, she pressed the play button, and the man’s deep voice filled the air.