Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 127: V27: Not afraid even if it really comes!

Chapter 127: V27: Not afraid even if it really comes!

"..." Qiu Mingyan twitched the corner of his lips, knowing that talking about harm with Feng Chengjin was like lighting a candle for a blind man; it’s almost a miracle not to be looking for trouble with a lantern in a cesspit.

Especially when looking at those cold, icy eyes...

At the moment, he forced a smile, casually sat opposite the desk, picked up the cup, and took a sip of water, "Since you’ve seen it, Miss Gu is fine, President Feng can rest assured and leave."

"Leave? So, Associate Professor Qiu, does it mean that the shopping card from Wanding International is actually unnecessary?"

Accompanied by Feng Chengjin’s graceful movements.

From the breast pocket of his suit, he pulled out his wallet, then a card from within...

Qiu Mingyan’s eyes lit up.

However, glancing at that smile deeper and darker than obsidian, he shook his head and said with a serious smile, "What is President Feng saying? Not to mention that I’m the most ethical doctor at the Fourth Hospital, never accepting bribes or seeking personal gain. Just based on our relationship..."

The final sound stopped as the amount on the shopping card slowly revealed beneath Feng Chengjin’s fingertips...

Feng Chengjin raised an eyebrow, "Is it enough?"

Qiu Mingyan glared at Feng Chengjin, turned away, and took another sip of water.

After a long while, he adjusted the tie under his white coat, "Seems like... it’s about enough, just okay."

"Heh." Feng Chengjin turned his head with a light laugh, pushing the card across the desk.

As those slender fingers slid over, Qiu Mingyan looked at the hand more model-worthy than a hand model’s, really wondering how a man could have both money, looks, and, most importantly, even make others admire his money-giving actions.

It’s practically a surgical miracle!

Putting the card away, he tucked it into his wallet and then said, "Go ahead, but let me make it clear, I never meddle in muddy waters, don’t ask me for something I can’t do."

Feng Chengjin chuckled lightly, nodding.

Sitting back into the chair, he appeared elegant, "I know you and Yu Yuanshen have been classmates for over a decade, good friends as well. I won’t make it hard for you, just show me Zixuan’s medical records from the past few years."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Mingyan’s pupils contracted.

The five-figure fee already surprised him, and the sudden yet warm undertone of "Zixuan"...

Recalling a certain night, Qiu Mingyan masked his emotions without a trace, deeply concealing his gaze, and pulled up the computer records.

Beside him, Feng Chengjin watched Qiu Mingyan’s subtly shifting expression, a faint smile on his lips.

In the computer, the current medical records are digitized, essentially revealing all outpatient records for anyone who has been treated. As an Associate Professor and Chief Physician, it’s convenient for Qiu Mingyan to retrieve these files.

With the input of the hospitalization number, all the records quickly appeared.

As the computer turned towards him, Qiu Mingyan said, "Look, it’s all here. Unless she wasn’t treated at Southern Fourth Hospital, if she’s been here, that’s everything."

Feng Chengjin nodded, his gaze deepening, starting to scroll the mouse.

Gu Zixuan’s health seemed pretty good. Since graduating and returning to the country for six years, she hadn’t had many medical appointments. Apart from the usual internal medicine consultations, likely for occasional fevers and colds, she’s also visited dentistry once, and ophthalmology once.

The ailments weren’t serious, with detailed records below.

But beyond that... it was just one department.

Feng Chengjin was deep in thought.

Especially seeing the doctor’s notes...

As he glanced at that department, Qiu Mingyan was also slightly surprised, "No way? Is there a problem?"

Turning the computer to study the medications and notes by the outpatient physician below, he was stopped as Feng Chengjin swiftly closed it.

Qiu Mingyan was surprised, "Hey, this is my Associate Professor’s exclusive interface, and I showed it to you."

"But it’s someone else’s private information; it’s inappropriate for you." Feng Chengjin’s voice turned cold as he withdrew his hand.

Qiu Mingyan took a sharp breath, nearly wanting to give Feng Chengjin a sedative or soak him in disinfectant water.

Women, since the day they started medical school, when did their minds consider men and women differently? They only have full human anatomy, with live, dead, and half-dead people...

Others might be unaware, but Feng Chengjin’s family, with a medical PhD, being so sought after by hospitals like the United States’ Johns Hopkins to recruit Feng Chengyue. Could Feng Chengjin not know?

At this moment, Qiu Mingyan was truly speechless from the inexplicable possessiveness of Feng Chengjin.

But Feng Chengjin didn’t give Qiu Mingyan a chance to be depressed, without staying long; after viewing the records, pondering for barely two minutes, he got up and left.

His profound silhouette appeared strange, as the door closed, Qiu Mingyan furrowed his brows, staring long at the telephone on the desk.

...

Outside the hospital corridor, Feng Chengjin stepped out from the Associate Professor’s office, Qin Nuo glanced and quickly followed closely.

"President, that was close! Luckily I was holding Grandma’s hand, walking in the flower beds, and saw Mr. He."

Fifteen minutes earlier, Qin Nuo, aiming to create a chance for Feng Chengjin, resolutely took his grandma downstairs for a stroll to stretch her bones.

At this moment, a Maybach slowly drove through the hospital gates.

She quickly dialed a number, leading to the current scene.

Thinking about the heart-stopping moment, Qin Nuo truly felt she had been scared out of her wits today.

Feng Chengjin, however, maintained a cold expression and said, "Even if he really comes, there’s nothing to fear!"

"Ah... Why, why?" Qin Nuo was genuinely shocked.

It was the first time she had seen someone so openly and justifiably trying to steal someone else’s thunder.

Feng Chengjin didn’t want to explain, thinking of the words Gu Zixuan once said, ’If not for love, I wouldn’t want to marry.’

He thought about the letter he had once placed on the nightstand.

Then he remembered the case records he had seen earlier, his deep brows furrowing slightly.

For a long while, when passing by room 830, he even paused, and through the small crack in the door, he saw the woman sitting quietly on the hospital bed, her expression turning distant...

After a moment, seeing the back of the man sitting opposite her, he withdrew his gaze, cold and aloof, and moved away...

Inside the ward, Gu Zixuan, who had been constantly cared for by He Qimo, did not acknowledge him and did not want to respond.

Feeling the gaze from the door, she lifted her eyes from her vacant stare.

In her gaze, she saw his silhouette flash by and quickly leave.

Thinking about how close they were earlier, she thought he might do something bad, but instead, after staring into her eyes for a moment, he called the doctor.

Her heart warmed slightly.

Then she thought of He Qimo walking in, present with a silent gaze.

A self-mocking smile crept into her heart, and amidst the cooling of her heart, she sarcastically curled her lips and continued reading.

Opposite, as He Qimo sat there, in the instant Gu Zixuan looked up, he sensed something and followed her gaze.

But nothing was there, and when he lowered his gaze again, all he saw was her in even deeper silence.

Seeing the sarcasm on her lips, reflecting on his previous actions, his gaze lowered slightly, a bit trembling.

Yet, thinking again of the silhouette that came to his mind when he rushed in, he looked at Gu Zixuan, with countless words he couldn’t say.

In the end, he could only suppress all his anger from over the years, take a deep breath, and attempt to chat with Gu Zixuan.

...

Elsewhere, Qiu Mingyan picked up his water cup in the office, took a sip, and put it down.

Picked it up again, took another sip, and put it down.

After several repetitions, Qiu Mingyan, who had been frowning the whole time, finally couldn’t resist calling the desk phone in front of him.

"Little Chu, what time does Yu Yu’s surgery end?"

In the exclusive surgical line, nearby, the surgery lamp flashed a dark red, surrounded by an absolutely quiet environment of white and green intertwined.

The young nurse glanced at the beautiful female doctor standing at the operating table as the assistant, then looked at the clock and softly said, "I estimate about half an hour left, the patient’s steel plate has just been fixed, and now they are suturing. Associate Professor Qiu, do you need anything?"

"Oh, have her wait for me when she’s done, I want to take her to meet someone."

"Introducing another boyfriend for her?" The young nurse chuckled softly, glanced at the female doctor again, and lazily hit the speakerphone button.

The chief surgeon, an old professor nearing fifty, couldn’t help but laugh under his mask, at the surgical table.

The tension of the surgery was briefly lightened by the phone call, offering a momentary mental respite.

There was no help for it, calls from Qiu Mingyan involving personal matters were always publicly shared for everyone to hear.

"She should let Qiu take care of his life issues before worrying about others. If he really can’t, why not chase Yu Yu himself? He keeps doing this matchmaker business, anyone watching would think the Southern Fourth Hospital’s orthopedics department switched trades or something."

The old professor spoke with a voice full of dignified composure and the wisdom of the years.

The other doctors and nurses assisting couldn’t help but laugh softly.

On the other side, wearing a white coat and a mask that obscured her features, only her lively dark eyes could be seen; the female doctor smiled with her eyes and said nothing.

On the other end of the phone, listening to the elder’s voice, sensing that his call was once again being publicly overheard, Qiu Mingyan’s face turned cold, he twitched the corner of his lips, "Oh, teacher, you’re here too?"

"Were you expecting this little brat to apply for a spot in surgery voluntarily?" The old professor leaned over, had some sweat wiped off his forehead by a young nurse, and continued suturing as he said:

"Qiu Mingyan, what are you even busy with every day? You don’t go to school to teach classes, you leave so many patients in orthopedics unattended. Little Chu says you’re running off to ward 830 every day, even though Mr. Yu brought in that patient, this isn’t how you take care of someone. You’re 33 and have no prospects, aren’t in a hurry yourself but worry about others daily, making my old bones unable to retire from the front lines of surgery."

Qiu Mingyan’s face fell silent, "..."

The old professor paused, suddenly seemed to think of something, stopped his hands, "Are you not quite right? Do you have thoughts about President Yu? Should you maybe check your sexual hormones, test your sexual orientation?"