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Chapter 133: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry

  Chapter 133: The Doctor and the Patient’s Family

  

After Fu Shimo finished his examination, he took off his stethoscope and pulled a pen from the pocket of his white coat. He wrote down a list of traditional Chinese medicine ingredients on a piece of paper.


Once done, he capped the pen and returned it to his pocket.


He took the prescription and handed it to Yan Zhixu. "Have these medicines prepared and make sure your grandfather takes them daily. Long-term use will help with his recovery."


She nodded, reached out, and took the prescription. "Alright."


The moment they exchanged the note, their fingertips lightly brushed against each other.


His fingers were cold, but in the scorching summer heat, they felt like the perfect antidote to the heat.


Yan Zhixu looked at the list of herbs, casually stuffed it into her pocket.


Yan Zheng: "..."


He was the head of the family, so why did Director Fu bypass him and give the prescription directly to Ah Xu?


His thoughts were unclear, and he looked at Fu Shimo, subtly and carefully observing him.


No matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t find any clues.


Fu Shimo’s expression was calm and natural, as if he had simply handed the prescription to whoever was nearby.


Yan Zheng's eyes showed a hint of concern. "Ah Xu, give me the prescription. You’re busy, and you can't keep track of things at the hospital."


Yan Zhixu ignored him and looked at Fu Shimo, her lips slightly parted. "Do you have any more notes?"


Seemingly knowing what she wanted, he didn’t ask and immediately pulled out a pen and a stack of sticky notes, handing them to her.


"Thanks."


Taking the items, Yan Zhixu took out the prescription from her pocket and copied the herbs onto several pieces of paper.


After finishing, she capped the pen and distributed the notes to everyone present.


Her expression was calm and composed. "Everyone has a copy now, it will be more convenient."


Her explanation was flawless, and Yan Zheng didn’t find anything wrong. He put the prescription back in his pocket.


He smiled with approval. "Not bad, not bad. Ah Xu is always thoughtful."


Having a daughter was truly great—she was practically a little padded jacket, always looking out for others.

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Yan Zhixu returned the remaining sticky notes and pen to Fu Shimo, who naturally took them and placed them back in his pocket.


The two maintained calm expressions, embodying the professional relationship between a doctor and the family of a patient, with no trace of ambiguity.


Yan Jinxiu looked at the sticky notes with the prescription handed to him and raised an eyebrow.


With a lazy tone, he said, "I’m busy with school, this prescription is of no use to me."


Nan Wenshu covered her face, feeling like her son might be in trouble with her husband again.


Her instincts proved correct.


Yan Zheng stuffed the sticky note into his trousers pocket. "Busy? Are you busier than your sister? Or your older brother? Or your mom and I?"


Yan Jinxiu: "Damn, I shouldn’t have said anything. Whatever I say, it’s always wrong."


"Well, you’re all very busy."


So, does that mean he’s the only one with free time? Didn’t they know he was a high school sophomore?


And his mom is busy? Busy with chasing stars? His dad said that without feeling guilty.


Fu Shimo’s gaze landed on the pocket of Yan Zhixu’s pants. A faint smile flickered in his deep eyes, so subtle it was almost imperceptible.


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After spending the morning at the hospital, they finally returned to the Mansion.


As soon as they entered the house, they saw Lu Xun sitting in the living room, waiting.


Perhaps due to the absence of any real host, he looked somewhat stiff, sitting up straight and not daring to move casually.


Yan Zhixu walked toward the sofa. "Brother Lu."


The familiar voice sounded, and to Lu Xun’s ears, it was like a melody from the heavens.


(End of chapter) 

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