The morning inspection was not complicated and was completed in about forty minutes.
Si Yiyan, wearing a white coat, walked out of the intensive care unit with a group of doctors. As they walked, they talked with the doctors around them in various languages. Facing these authoritative doctors who had made great achievements in the field of cardiology, Si Yiyan was able to handle it with ease. He did not seem to be overwhelmed at all, but rather appeared more calm.
Si Yiyan, who is young and good-looking in a white coat, stands out among a group of middle-aged and elderly doctors of different shapes and sizes, some tall, some thin, some fat, and some short. He is unique and eye-catching. He seems to be taller than usual. The snow-white clothes on him give him a feeling of purity and holiness. His thin body is wrapped in the loose clothes, exuding a kind of stereotyped sexiness and temptation.
Wen Xinya couldn't take her eyes away.
White is a sacred color that cannot be defiled. It is also a color that inspires endless reverie.
When Mr. Wen saw Si Jiu in a white coat, he thought about the other party's extremely indifferent tone on the phone last night, which had discouraged him from coming to the hospital. For some reason, he felt completely unwell.
Obviously, Si Jiu was the most outstanding man he had ever seen in his life, but he just couldn't stand the guy's ugly nose and eyes.
He thought he couldn't see that this boy clearly had intentions towards his granddaughter!
After about five minutes, Si Yiyan finished talking with the doctors, came to her and said, "After a night of observation, Mr. Mo's current condition is more stable than yesterday. The doctors said that the situation is very optimistic, so you don't have to worry."
Old Master Wen, who was sitting aside with Wen Xinya waiting for news, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Xinya, you should be relieved now!"
Xinya was very nervous during the time the doctor was examining Mr. Mo.
Si Yiyan glanced at Grandpa Wen indifferently, nodded to him as a greeting, then took Wen Wenya's hand and left.
Mr. Wen was so angry that his face turned green: "Stinky boy, where should I take my granddaughter?"
"Have breakfast!" The words were indifferent, plain and without any ups and downs.
"Just eat breakfast. Why are you touching me like this? Take your hands away from me." Old Master Wen stared at Si Yiyan's hand holding his granddaughter's hand, with an expression that looked like he wanted to eat her.
What hurt him the most was that his granddaughter actually let this brat pull her hand in an inappropriate way and did not even resist!
Si Yiyan ignored him.
"That grandpa..." Wen Xinya struggled with her hands feeling guilty, but he held her hand even tighter. In the end, she had no choice but to obey and no longer tried to break free.
"You little bastard, I told you to let go of my granddaughter's hand, did you hear me?" Old Master Wen followed him in a rage. If loud noises were not allowed in the hospital, he would have been unable to control his anger and would have roared on the spot.
Wen Xinya wanted to turn back several times and say something to comfort her grandfather, but she was frightened by Si Yiyan's threatening gaze. In the end, she had to swallow the words that were on her lips.
Si Yiyan ignored Mr. Wen's angry voice and pulled Wen Xinya to the VIP ward.
When Mr. Wen caught up and was about to push the door, two bodyguards in black appeared out of nowhere at the door of the ward. They had cold faces and awe-inspiring temperaments. They stood guard at the door like two door gods and did not allow anyone to approach.
Old Master Wen could only stare at the door, feeling so angry...
At this time, a rich and nutritious Chinese breakfast has been prepared in the ward, including crystal clear, thin-skinned crystal shrimp dumplings with full fillings, exquisite, soft and fragrant soup dumplings, and sweet and delicious cream buns...
Wen Xinya looked outside the door and couldn't help but say, "You are deliberately irritating Grandpa again. Didn't I tell you not to deliberately provoke him again?"
Every time she saw Si Yiyan making Grandpa so angry that he almost wanted to jump up and down, she couldn't help feeling guilty. Was Si Yiyan too much to Grandpa? Every time she couldn't help but remind Si Yiyan to be more polite to Grandpa next time, but the next time, Si Yiyan remained the same.
"Every time he sees me, he glares at me and doesn't look at me well. He's also on guard against me, as if he's afraid that I'll snatch you away." Si Yiyan looked at Wen Xinya with his bright eyes, and his clear voice was slightly soft.
Wen Xinya's face was full of black lines.
What's going on with these sparkling little eyes that are begging for caress? ! !
Why did Si Yiyan's voice sound so... um... aggrieved! Like a bullied child complaining to an adult, his tone was aggrieved, yet justified.
Nina, this style of painting is totally wrong!
"He hates me and I hate him too!" Si Yiyan said righteously.
This is-tsundere
Or—is she dazzled? ? ?
The dark-bellied big-tailed wolf actually has such a proud side! ! ! !
A big "井" character appeared on Wen Xinya's forehead, and she was speechless!
Wen Xinya tried to reason with the arrogant and willful child: "Grandpa is so old, you can't be too picky with him, right? It's not good to lock Grandpa out like this, I hope Grandpa won't be angry!"
Si Yiyan was very respectful to his grandfather and never dared to act rudely in front of him. However, he seemed to be completely different towards his grandfather. Not only was he extremely rude, but he also didn't seem to take his grandfather seriously.
The same was true of her grandfather's treatment of Si Yiyan. He was scowling and glaring as soon as they met, and his usual overbearing and stubborn temper came out. He was totally different from the wise and decisive grandfather she knew.
The two of them seemed to be born incompatible.
"It's okay. Even if he is angry, he will only be angry with me, not you." Si Yiyan calmly pulled Wen Xinya to sit on the sofa.
"But..." Wen Xinya still felt that it was not good to treat grandpa like this.
"Come on, open your mouth... This is your favorite shrimp dumpling from Li Ji." Si Yiyan picked up a shrimp dumpling with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and handed it to Wen Xinya's lips.
This kind of feeding happens frequently when the two of them are alone, so Wen Xinya also ******, subconsciously opened her mouth and put the shrimp dumplings into her mouth.
The shrimp dumplings are made in the perfect size, just enough for one mouthful, and are very delicious with a fresh and fragrant taste.
"The shrimp dumplings taste great, you should try some too!" Wen Xinya picked up the chopsticks and put one into Si Yiyan's mouth. Because Si Yiyan didn't like to dip his food in sauce, Wen Xinya fed him the original flavor.
With this kind of interaction, the sumptuous breakfast on the table was mostly solved, and Wen Xinya completely forgot about Grandpa Wen.
Grandpa will cry if he finds out!
I'll definitely cry!
A slightly victorious smile appeared on Si Yiyan's lips.