She also had a day when she rolled over

Chapter 279 The truth of the world (76)

Xia Ji had a decent smile on his face, but it was a bit like a formula, very rigid, which made An Yiran feel that his smile was a bit hypocritical.

Xia Ji rubbed his hands back and forth, and finally asked, "Xiao An, what's the situation with Hua Zhi?"

An Yiran was not impatient, but told him the whole matter in detail without hiding anything.

Xia Ji said, "Hua Zhi is such a pitiful child."

"When this child came to my house, he was all alone and penniless, but he was very sensible and had a very sharp mind..."

When he talked about the things that moved him, he pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears on his face.

In fact, it was just thunder without rain. He sobbed but not a single tear fell. An Yiran did not read any extra emotion from his expression. Instead, he seemed to be observing her from the corner of his eyes.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

"Xiao Ran, you are really young and promising."

An Yiran gave him an equally hypocritical smile in return: "Uncle, you flatter me."

If it were someone else, they would be overjoyed to be praised by such a great entrepreneur, but An Yiran always felt that he was just dancing with a sword, aiming at Liu Bang.

She didn't want to get entangled with others, so she went straight to the point: "Uncle, do you have anything to ask me?"

No matter how powerful the other party is, he is just a programmed program. There is no need to be afraid of him.

Her directness actually made Xia Tian startled. While he restrained his inquiring gaze, he also showed a little more appreciation.

"In that case, uncle won't beat around the bush with you. What are your parents' occupations?"

An Yiran's eyes were slightly cold, but his expression was relaxed: "Hasn't uncle already investigated these?"

He seemed to want to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but suddenly remembered that smoking was prohibited in the hospital, and took his hand out of his inner pocket.

"Your father is just an ordinary clerk, and your mother is unemployed. I heard that a gas explosion occurred in your home a few months ago, and your parents unfortunately passed away. To be honest, I don't think the love between you and my son will be a good one."

An Yiran never wanted to be outdone in verbal disputes, especially when she heard outsiders talking about her family affairs, so she calmly retorted: "Uncle, I'm afraid you're overthinking it. We are just ordinary classmates. We don't have much friendship, let alone love."

"You are probably a little overconfident, thinking that as long as you have money, you can buy everything in the world. No one must have told you that this is not a novel. You seem to have a low EQ when you speak like this."

As a person in a higher position, Xia Tian had few people who would contradict him except at home. After being scolded by a little girl who was not yet an adult, he realized how rude his so-called straightforwardness was.

"Feel sorry……"

Before he could finish his apology, the lights in the operating room went out and the person inside was pushed out.

"No water or food is allowed after the operation. If he feels dry mouth, you can wipe his mouth with a cotton swab. His family members will go to the hospital to pay the fees and arrange for hospitalization. He will have to stay in the hospital for observation."

An Yiran stood up and stood beside the stretcher where Hua Zhi was lying. Xia Ji knew that she didn't want to talk to him any more, so he tactfully said nothing more and went downstairs to pay the bill.

In the summer, he was given a VIP ward, which is an independent room for him to live in. A nurse was also found for him and is on her way there.

An Yiran saw Hua Zhi lying on the hospital bed. His pale skin was like broken mountain snow. If it weren't for the striped hospital gown covering him, it would have blended into the moon-white sheets beneath him.

The room was silent. Apart from the beeping sound of the ECG monitor, the only sound was the nurses walking around outside with a cart. Huazhi had an oxygen mask covering his face, and a tube was supplying oxygen to his nasal cavity.

An Yiran leaned closer and stared at his thick, black eyelashes like raven feathers. She lowered her eyelashes and gently stroked the oxygen mask with her fingers.

Looking at that familiar face, she couldn't tell what she felt. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and in the end she did not take that step.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer outside the door, she withdrew her hand, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, as if she wanted to spy out the deepest secrets in the heart of the person lying there.

"Hello, Miss An. I'm the caregiver hired by President Xia. Please go back to school first and leave these to me."

"Yeah." She hailed a taxi on the side of the road, got in and rushed back to school.

If you ask for leave from school, you need to go and report it. After An Yiran returned, she rushed to the Political and Educational Department.

She met Xia Youli at the door. She didn't say much, but just gave him an ambiguous smile and went in.

Xia Youli was about to reach out and hold her, but she turned her head slightly to glance at him, and as soon as his fingertips touched her sleeve, he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted.

With just this one glance, he felt something was extremely wrong.

He felt that something must have happened that he didn't know about.

He stood awkwardly at the door, waiting for An Yiran to come out.

After spinning the black click pen in her hand, she hung it in her chest pocket, and the whole process went smoothly.

She acted as if nothing had happened and asked him, "Why are you still here? Aren't you going to class?"

"It's already time for the evening break..." He seemed to be lacking in momentum.

"What's wrong with you? You seem different from usual."

"Different from usual? Maybe you're mistaken. I'm fine."

Xia Youyi didn't know how to ask further, so he pretended not to understand her implication and said, "That's good, I thought you had something on your mind."

She suddenly had a bad idea. Why should she care about this matter? Whoever started it should solve it.

When she left, she left a message: "I envy you for having a good father. If my father were still alive, he would definitely care about me like this."

Xia Youyi's heart was immediately alarmed. His father was a big shot in the business world, and no one dared to say no to him. With his temper, he would never beat around the bush except for things that required a gambling mentality. He must have said something he shouldn't have said.

But An Yiran is the most sensitive and overthinking person. She always analyzes and chews over what others say over and over again.

Maybe in the eyes of others Xia Ji is a quick-witted person, but in her eyes, this is the self-righteous Long Aotian who has no emotional intelligence.

Xia Youyi knew what she was thinking, so when he heard her say that, he blurted out, "Listen to my explanation!"

But what he got was that An Yiran's steps suddenly quickened and he left here quickly, leaving him alone there.

Looking at her departing back, Xia Youyi suddenly seemed to see how she pushed Huazhi's stretcher and sent the patient into the operating room.

It turned out that he was the only one who stayed there for such a long time.