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Chapter 131: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry

  Chapter 131: Miss Yan is Right


Upon hearing the noise, everyone in the hospital room simultaneously turned their gaze toward the door.


A young nurse, dressed in a nurse's uniform, holding a food box, walked to the bedside after greeting everyone with a perfectly timed smile.


She opened the food box and placed it on the small cabinet beside the bed. "Mr. Yan, here is your breakfast for today."


Yan Shilin looked at the bowl of white chicken porridge with disdain and waved his hand, "Little girl, do you have any chili? Can you add some chili?"


The meals in the hospital are bland, and now, just hearing the word "bland" annoys him.


"Well..." The young nurse hesitated, her face showing a bit of embarrassment.


Mr. Yan's diet had been specially instructed by the hospital director, and she truly didn't dare to make any decisions on her own.


Moreover... after Mr. Yan asked, she clearly felt the intense, almost scorching gaze from the other family members directed at her, with faces slightly darkened.


She gave an official response, "This might require consulting the attending doctor..."


Mr. Yan's attending physician happened to be the hospital director.


"Consult about what?"


A deep, magnetic voice sounded, and Fu Shimo walked into the room, his cold gaze landing on the nurse, who was now smiling happily.


"Director, Mr. Yan wants to eat something with a stronger flavor."


Now that the director was here, she was finally relieved and no longer had to face the persistent, stubborn old man.


The joy came so suddenly that she almost wished she could disappear from the room at that moment.


Fu Shimo's expression remained unchanged as he repeated, "Stronger flavor."


Upon seeing him, Yan Shilin's face showed urgency, desperately wanting a positive answer.


"Little Fu, Ah Xu said I can't eat spicy food, but this bland soup is really hard to swallow every meal."


He was speaking as if to elicit sympathy, but his eager expression and slightly raised voice made his attempt at pity fall flat.


Fu Shimo's gaze subtly shifted toward the lazy, cat-like Yan Zhixu, his eyes darkening. "Miss Yan is right."


Upon hearing his magnetic voice, Yan Zhixu looked up, lazily lifted her eyelids, and smirked, "Thank you for the compliment, Director Fu."

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She said, her gaze falling on him, her eyes full of mockery.


Tsk, when no one else is around, he calls her "little friend," but when there are people, he calls her "Miss Yan."


Fu Shimo’s voice remained steady, "Given your current health condition, you cannot eat spicy or stimulating foods for the time being."


His cold words instantly crushed Yan Shilin’s eager hopes.


He slumped, lowering his head, a look of grievance clearly visible on his aging face.


However, no one in the room was moved by his seemingly pitiful expression; no one’s heart softened.


Although satisfying one’s cravings could bring temporary joy, it could trigger a series of reactions that might undo all the previous efforts.


Yan Zhixu moved her wrist slightly, "Grandfather, do you need me to feed you? If you don’t eat soon, the porridge will get cold."


Seeing her gesture, the others in the room: "..."


It was clearly a caring statement, but her stance, filled with confrontation, made it easy for others to misinterpret her intentions.


Yan Shilin snorted coldly, "Eat, why wouldn’t I eat?!"


Man is iron, rice is steel; if you skip a meal, you feel miserable. Although it doesn’t taste very good, he can’t let himself suffer from hunger.


Yan Zheng saw the old man’s quick movements and smiled with amusement, probably because he was really hungry. "Dad, slow down."


The old man ignored them completely, too lazy to even respond, silently drinking the porridge with rapid movements, as though he were venting his frustration.


(End of chapter)   

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