Yan Nian frowned, something strange flashed across his eyes, and then he pushed the phone to Ding Baoyi.
"You pick it up for me. We are having dinner and I will go back later. Otherwise, he is very thoughtful and will know something is wrong with me as soon as he hears my voice."
"Forehead… "
Ding Baoyi's palms subconsciously began to sweat.
That guy Jiangbeiyuan is really not something that ordinary people can deal with.
"It's already five fifty-nine, aren't you going to call your husband?"
After the call was connected, the voice on the other end came over in a low voice, a bit coquettish and a bit aggrieved.
Ding Baoyi took a deep breath and said in one breath:
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Ding Baoyi. Yan Nian is having dinner with me. Don't worry, she is safe and healthy now. She didn't drink. She just ate a little full so she couldn't speak. I will leave her intact soon." Don't move and send me home safely. Goodbye, Mr. Jiang!"
Without giving Jiang Beiyuan a chance to cross-examine, Ding Baoyi quickly hung up the phone after saying this, then looked at Yan Nian and returned the phone to her, all in one motion.
Can you please stop asking her for this kind of middleman thing in the future
Yan Nian said calmly: "It's hard work."
"Absolutely." Ding Baoyi flipped her hair, "Jiang Beiyuan still acts coquettishly towards you?"
"What did he say?"
"It's already 5:59. Are you still not going to call him?"
“…”
Yan Nian pursed his lips, opened the door and got out of the car without saying anything.
Ding Baoyi got out of the car after her.
A biting cold wind blew by, making Ding Baoyi shiver. She subconsciously looked at Yan Nian.
Yan Nian was striding toward the hospital entrance with his arms folded, his waist slightly bent.
The snow danced lightly, and a layer of white snow fell on her fluffy black hair. Her long hair was draped lazily on her shoulders, with slightly curled ends. The down jacket on her body was given to her, so she wore only a black turtleneck sweater.
The pure black set off her small white face, which was clean and clear. Her long eyelashes were fluttering, her profile was exquisitely curved, and her expression was aloof.
Aloof.
This word popped into Ding Baoyi's mind.
This was the second time so far that she had seen this kind of aloof and stubborn temperament on Yan Nian's face.
The first time was the week after her father Yan Yuming passed away.
Yan Nian didn't want to talk to anyone that week. He was decadent, negative, and closed himself off.
This time it seems to be even more serious.
Ding Baoyi came to her senses and hurriedly chased after him.
It's already six o'clock, and many doctors in the hospital are already off work.
Yan Nian went directly to the dean.
The dean was a reasonable master and looked through Yan Nian's medical records from more than 20 years ago.
For example, for pregnant women who have given birth, the name of the pregnant woman and the child will be recorded in the hospital.
"Found it."
said the dean.
"The person who performed the surgery on your mother back then was Dr. Wu Yue from the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of our hospital. I don't know if she is off work. You can go to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department to find her now."
"Thanks."
Yan Nian nodded at him and turned around to leave.
It was rare for her to walk so fast. She walked faster than Ding Baoyi ran. Ding Baoyi was chasing behind her and could hardly catch up with her.
In the obstetrics and gynecology department, a female doctor in a white coat walked out, with a stethoscope hanging around her neck, her hair tied up, and a few white hairs hanging down from her forehead.
"Is it Dr. Wu?"
Yan Nian stood still in front of Wu Yue, breathing slightly.
Wu Yue was about to lock the door of the consultation room and go home. He looked at Yan Nian and said, "If you want to come for a check-up, you'd better wait until tomorrow. The equipment has been turned off and I can't check you."
(End of chapter)