Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 695 Doubt

Xia Yuan only felt that her father was becoming more and more like a child, but she didn't realize that in her father's heart, the attachment to her mother had already taken root after it sprouted suddenly.

"Your dad is fine now. He can walk and dance all day long. If he wants to be discharged from the hospital, he can go through the formalities at any time."

On the contrary, Milan is with Xia Zhaoyang every day and knows it well.

However, in order to take care of Xia Zhaoyang's emotions, she somewhat indulged him.

After all, Xia Zhaoyang was also seriously ill.

What Milan said made Xia Zhaoyang's old face blush a little, but he has learned to thicken his face after so many years in the mall, so he pretended to be nonchalant.

The action of father and mother made Xia Yuan feel hopeful.

"Yuanyuan, why do you look so bad?"

Seeing Xia Yuan's pale face, Milan couldn't help asking strangely.

Except for the first time in prison to see her visiting daughter have such a face, Milan has never seen her daughter look so bad.

"Oh, there was a little girl who had a lot of bleeding during the operation, and it happened to match my blood type, so I went to donate blood.

Fortunately, Wang Xiang's blood type also matched. If he hadn't donated blood together, I would have been drawn more. "

Xia Yuan smiled and said.

"Your blood type is the same as mine, RH negative, and so is Wang Xiang?"

Milan was taken aback.

"Yeah, even the nurses said it was such a coincidence! There is a one in a million chance that two people are at the same time."

Xia Yuan herself also expressed her feelings.

"Uh, Wang Xiang is the son of the director of the orphanage, right?"

Milan picked up an apple absently and began to peel it again.

Nothing seems right if we don't do something now.

No, she couldn't keep her hands empty.

Before Milan's eyes, Wang Xiang's familiar gesture of touching his earlobe appeared...

"Yes, he is Dean Zhao's son, but I heard from him that he was not born to Dean Zhao himself. He was also picked up by Dean Zhao to raise him."

"Ugh, it hurts!"

Milan suddenly screamed. It turned out that her finger was cut by a fruit knife, and blood suddenly appeared.

"Hey, let me tell you, you are still so careless at your age. I told you earlier, if you want to eat apples, I will peel them!"

Xia Zhaoyang quickly jumped up to show his performance, and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, found a Band-Aid, and put it on for Milan.

"Oh, I'm careless."

Milan looked at the pasted fingers, it was just a little physical pain, the real pain was in his heart.

"By the way, Yuanyuan, how old is that Wang Xiang?"

Milan ignored her fingers and continued to question Xia Yuan.

"It's the same age as me, but he doesn't know what month he was born."

Xia Yuan took the apple from Milan's hand and continued to peel it.

Milan felt distracted, but after all, she was a strong woman who used to dominate the business world. After a moment of weakness, she cheered up again and said:

"It seems that this orphanage has done a lot of good deeds. I will visit them when I have time."

"Okay, I'll take you there. Those children are so cute. Although some of them are disabled, they are all cleanly dressed and very polite. If they hadn't been well-bred, they wouldn't be like this."

Xia Yuan naturally has no objection that the more people care about the orphanage, the better.

Children seeing more strange faces can also let them know more about the world outside of them. After all, each person will appear with different fresh information.

Milan nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing that they were in good spirits, Xia Yuan and Nangong Junyan waited for a while before leaving.

On the way, Nangong Junyan turned directly to Shiquanji.

"Let the chef make you some nutritious blood-enriching meals, look at your pale face."

Nangong Toshihiko was very distressed.

He is willing to anyone who can suffer for her.

But he doesn't have such a blood type, so he can't take the injection for Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan felt a little dizzy and sleepy, which is the sequelae of blood loss after blood drawing, so she said:

"Okay, just eat something, I really want to sleep."

"You can eat it when you arrive. I told them to do it before."

Nangong Toshihiko touched her face, feeling cool and even more anxious.

"I'm fine, I just donated a little blood. Haven't you heard that women are the kind of monsters that bleed every month but don't die?"

"Huh? It's the first time I've heard of it. This joke is so cold!"

Nangong Toshihiko thought about it carefully, and couldn't help being amused.

When the two arrived at Shi Quan Ji, sure enough, the kitchen immediately brought out a casserole of herbal food, which contained nourishing food for nourishing Qi and blood.

After Xia Yuan ate two small bowls, she felt that the taste was good, and she didn't know if the medicine was working, and she was refreshed, not as sluggish and uncomfortable as before.

When she got home, she lay down early and went to sleep.

The next day, when Xia Yuan went to work, she met Wang Xiang in the elevator. Seeing that his face was still pale, she couldn't help but asked with concern:

"Did you have Bubu last night? It looks like your complexion is not good."

"Yes, I went out for supper last night, but I couldn't buy pork liver in the middle of the night. My mother bought it early in the morning and insisted on making me a bowl of pork liver noodle. Haven't digested it!"

"Shall we have dinner together at noon? I have a special secret medicated diet, and I feel that I recovered quite quickly after taking it."

Xia Yuan couldn't bear it, because she had personally experienced that after the blood was drawn, her body would be quite uncomfortable, especially sleepy and limp, and her whole body seemed to lose a lot of energy all at once.

Women's hematopoietic function is stronger than that of men, because women lose blood every month, and their body functions have long adapted.

But men are different.

So now Wang Xiang must be more uncomfortable than her.

"No need, go to work now!"

Wang Xiang kindly reminded.

"Don't worry about these, I'll send someone to your office."

Xia Yuan said decisively.

Seeing Xia Yuan being so domineering, Wang Xiang nodded and said:
"Thanks in advance."

Only then did Xia Yuan smile with satisfaction.

The intimate conversation between the two also fell into the eyes of some caring people.

As soon as Wang Xiang arrived at the sales department, someone patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Yo, I can't tell, you're really good? You've only been here for a few days, and you've won the attention of our beauty chief. Do you want to climb high, kid?"

"Hehe, brother, are you kidding me? I just met Mr. Xia at the elevator entrance, and she asked me a few things about my work. Don't be so exaggerated. We're the only ones, how dare we have such a dream!"

Wang Xiang is no longer a freshman in the workplace, and he can still deal with such sour words.

"Hehe, no matter whether you want to cling to the leader or not, let me tell you that the sales department is based on performance. If the sales performance in three months is less than 500 million, you can just pack up and leave here!"

Seeing that he didn't get any benefits from his lips, this person left with a sarcastic remark angrily.

(End of this chapter)